Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131019114403/@comment-4948356-20131020052250

As the sentinels continue their march, having taken nearly a third of the sector... they are however, met with more and more resitance from its defenders.

Having recovered from the initial attack, the legions of kabalite warriors recovered swiftly to mount a counter attack.

However, the dark city had never seen an invasion of this scale. True, it had repelled an imperial invasion before... but they not so numerous or powerful as the forces assailing the city now.

Despite the powerful areo forces of the dark eldar, the sheer amount of Imperial areo fighters and the number of ships would continue to completely occupy the skies of the sector. The gigantic fortress floating over the starport only made things worse in this regard, allowing a continuos stream of reinforcements to the advancing front lines.

On the ground, the dark eldar were able to put up a much better and staunch defense... inflictly significant casulties against the marines, who made the dark warriors pay for every drop of astare blood 1000 fold. All the while, elements of the Sentinels fleet and ground forces set up several outposts that would limit most reinforcment effectivness.

Despite the interference from the chaos forces, the setinels would recover and press on.

Avian himself was preparing to enter battle...

'''Meanwhile... in the arena... (To be more precise, the stands...)'''

Wartev found himself enjoy a bag of 'popcorn' a rare delight that not many enjoy here in the city, but was everywhere here in the arena... must be an entertainment thing...

He was watching Du'un and sindri's match against a carnefex... all the while wondering what to do when he gets back to his workshop with all his new 'canvases'

He watched with glee as the two sorcerors fight for their lives.

Wartev: " *Sigh* If only I could enjoy this place more often...