Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-1734134-20170620230154

Stormtroopers fall from catwalks and crash into the ground below, while others fall back behind racks of rifles. One of the Skitarii is quick in his attempts to try and seal the door behind you in a desperate gamble to keep the flanking force from overwhelming you. You’re caught in a tight vice, with fire battering you from both sides.

The Skitarii begin to fan out, taking position around the fortress. Some manage to dig up a weathered vox communicator, doing what they can to bring it to life, the clunky thing sparking, it’s dull power runes lighting up. Strasses’ voice rattles through,

“Soin? What in the blazes is going on? Where is Kariel?”

The grenade goes off, the sound of choking, coughing and sputtering echoing down from the top floor. One of the Skitarii, clad in protective gear ascends to the top floor, discovering the dead gun crews. The encampment has been cleared, leaving Soin, Mycos and the reminder of the Skitarii alone among almost a dozen artillery pieces.