Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20140331181538/@comment-4948356-20140417235802

As the thunderhawk escapes du'un, it slams into the hanger of the Sentinels Wrath. With the sheer numbers of the daemons were threatening to overwhelm the defenders. As the fleet moves through the slowly clsing portal, Avian wakes to see much of the city crumble under the ruthless daemon attack... before fading out once more. Outside the medical room, Wartea and Hevak talk.

Wartea: "To think... it would be my crazy brother to end this campaign..."

Hevak: "Remind me to send him a thank-you note."

Wartea: "With him... odds are he would accept it..."

Hevak: "Heh... think we could ask for Del's soul back too?"

Wartea: "What do you mean?"

Hevak: "Du'un said Delta's soul was taken by Wartev didn't he? So... all we need to do is track him down, get delta's soul back, and put it back in right?"

Wartea: "If only it could be that simple..."

???: "Well, I can take out one of those steps."

The two turn to see a normal human, holding his own modified force staff.

Wartea: "Wartef? I thought your thunderhak crashed and burned."

Wartef: "It did... inside some vault room in vects palace. When I came to, I heard fighting outside, so I opened the hatch as I heard a xeno scream out. All I found out side was this..."

He holds up the special case, with the judgement inside.

Wartef: "And this..."

He manifests the soul in his left hand.

Waref: "The seemed important so I took them with me when I was picked up by a passing thunderhawk. So... are these actually important? Or are they useless?"

As the sentinel fleet leaves the city, it leaves triumphant... but wounded. This campaign cost them nearly 4000 battle brothers, one of the largest losses of their own in history, second only to the totals of Vulture's first Invasion. With nealy two thirds of their military depleted, the Sentinels would halt almost all of its military operations, as regaining their strength would be a top priority for several years at least...

With Wartev...

As Wartev's Battle group leaves the city to its fate, wartev takes a rune covered stone and whispers...

Wartev: "I, Apostolus vulturem, sed ostium aperire imperare!"

The runes glow bright as three small portals allow the ships through, closing the second the last millimeter is through. The vessels appeared in a large round tunnel, constantly altering its apperance. After it seems to scan them, they move through another portal, to reveal the gigantic warpforge on the other side. Wartev's ship heads to the space port at the very top of the planet sized device, leaving for vultures chambers, noticing a very damaged battleship on the other side...

Wartev: "Oh! Little Wartey's back?"

Wartev frowns greatly when he remembers the breifing, and how wartey had been selected to track down Nurgles key. He had protested... voluntering to go after it himself... but was reminded that only he would have to most minimal risk heading to the dark city...

Wartev: "*Sigh* I just hope he's okay..."

Walking into the hall, he joins Wartez and Wartex as vulture sits at his thrown.

Vulture: "Wartev. Your back later than expected..."

Wartev: "A-Apologies my lord... There were... many unexpected events this time..."

Vulture: "Acceptable... if you succeded..."

Wartev: "Yes sir, All 493 collaberators from your first invasion were eliminated as ordered, and all equipment they took was recovered as well. The wastelander warp generator was recovered and sent here eariler to assist with the new S.I.N.S. Project, along with all relevant data on the dark eldar physiology. Your old pet was recovered as well..."

Vulture: "I wondered where he had gone..."

Wartev: "To erase evidence, several vessels enchanted with the specific runes were used to breach the webway. The Dark eldar main leader escaped, but as a whole, the dark eldar should be unable to conduct any major operations against us for some time... Hopefully..."

Vulture: "And?"

Wartev opens the case, revealling the pulsating, purple, alluring cube taken from the vault.

Wartev: "The Door was accuired."

He says, before closing the case again, handing it to one of the terminators in the room, whom takes it to a vault room left from the hall.

Wartez thinks to himself: Why is it that he's always so serious when he's in front of vulture... but instantly changes back when talking to me...

Vulture: "Excellent... you may go now... I believe you have a new pet in your personal ship?"

Wartev: "Before I go... I wanted to ask about..."

Vulture: "Wartey? He's coming up behind you now."

The three warte's turn to see a small cloaked figure walk next to wartev... a VERY small figure. The hood was brough back to reveal a very young boy, whose overall appearance felt gentle and kind... but their was an odd air about him... something that made people fear him... even attempt to kill him... Maybe it was the fact he was drenched in blood and their were still intestines on his shoulders.

Vulture: "Welcome back wartey, was your outing fun?"

The boy nods fervently, a smile plastered on his face, not speaking a word.

Vulture: "And do you have it?"

The boy holds up his hand, where a rectangle like object to float just above it. It looked sick and old, rotting to its very core.

Wartev: "Thats... not the key to..."

Vulture: "No it isn't. We will speak after Wartex's report. Wartey, could you put it in the vault?"

Wartey nods again, dashing off in the direction of the vault.

Wartev: "Um... my lord... Is sending wartey out..."

Wartez and Wartex begin to stare at vulture too, concern evident on their faces...

Vulture: "I didn't plan to use the boy at all, but at the time their was no one else to send, and the window was closing fast..."

Wartez: "We Understand that sir... but..."

Vulture: "I am not without reason Wartez. As I said, I didn't intend to use him, and I don't intend to anymore... unless something similar happens again..."

The three brothers look at each other, agreeing with him.

Wartex: "That seems fine, and the boy could use some fresh air once in a while..."

Vulture: "Now then, your report Wartex."

Wartex: "Nearly 800 new commanders recovered from that infernal hellhole, all pledging themselves to you. Also saw your puppy there as well."

Vulture: "He'll return... after all... he did sign a contract... although I doubt he remembers... Now then... as wartev brought up, the key watey recovered is for Nurgles door"

Wartev: "But I recovered her door though..."

Vultrue: "Well, it turns out our intellegence was off about the key. The team that went only came back empty handed... adding more credability to our original theory."

Wartez: "That the key to slaneshes door is in fact...

Vulture: "On one of the active Craftworlds... the problem being..."

Wartex: "Which one..."

Vulture: "Indeed. However the team searching for Nurgles door has narrowed down the search to the Eye of terror, fitting in withour invasion of the eye quite nicely. When the find which planet its on... we begin the invasion. Until then, there is still much we need to prepare. Come back in three hours for your next assignments."

Wartey runs into the hall again, wartev picking him easily, the Double smile forming on his face.

Wartev: "Come on wartey, How about we play a little!" (NOTE: This is not what it sounds like at all. I'm not that sick...)

As the Warte's leave, Vulture looks out at the realm he and his army inhabit... his thoughts turning to his ultimate goal... only to expel them and focus on the coming invasion.

Which was shattered by a huge roar as a giant carnifex spitting lighting and fire burst into the hall...

Wartev: "NO! BAD ROBERT BAD! COME BACK AND PLAY WITH ME AND WARTEY!"

And so... the Conflict that had engulfed the satellite of the dark city, Darksun, had ended. Victory and defeat on all sides. Whilst Failing to destroy the city itself, the imperials had certainly sent a message, one which the dark eldar couldn't ignore. But when and how the dark eldar would react to this message... is unknown...

The Senitnels themsleves recieved the worst casualties, with barely 1000 breathing battle brothers left, the sentinels would not appear in military operation for some time...

Whilst the Sentinels and Angels had grown further apart, the Knights had been the opposite, as the two chapters now share a very strong bond of trust.

Alhendors Du'un had succeded in gaining knowledge of the judgements, unknowingly opening the way for many to follow.

Sindri Myr, Captured first by wartev, then given to Daniella, his days seems to be getting worse and worse all the time now...

With Vect leaving the Dark city, it created a power vacum, one which became even bloodier with daemon incursion. How the Dark eldar recovered from this... is unknown at this point.

With all his objectives achieved, Wartev appears as the one true victor out of all, and by extension, to vulture.

It would be several years the sentinels would return to the stage of war... but the galaxy is a violent place, and vulture will not waste a single moment of it...

OOC:

And thus we finally end Ransacking the Dark City, Thank you all for playing. Like I said in the recent blog, The sentinels won't be around for a while, but that won't stop things from moving forward. Expect a Prep-thread for the next campaign soon. It Involves a Warte, an Avian memeber as a techpriest, and a big ork warlord. Check out the blog page if you want some of the info early.

And So I hereby Cristen this RP, over the EIGHT MONTHS we've been playing it since its inception...

                                                                                                                      OFFICALLY COMPLETED!

                                                                                                                                   Credits

(May have missed a few, memory fuzzy)

Play this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OVTAo4JOlV0&feature=kp

Track: Ushas

Artist: E.S. PostHumus

DANNYD99

-Eagle Avian

-Bright White Figure

-Delta

-Hevak 'Heavy' Van Kraskenburg

-Beritem

-Several other chapter masters (Cameos)

-Carnek (Cameo)

-Desmor (Cameo)

-Wartea

-Wartec (Cameo)

-Wartef (Cameo)

-Albatross Avian (Cameo)

-Raven Avian (Cameo)

-Crane Avian (Cameo)

-The Senitnels of War

-Vulture (Cameos)

-Vulture's Pet (Forgot Name)

-Archon Jekelos

-Wartev

-Wartez

-Wartex (Cameo)

-Wartey (Cameo)

-The Undivided of Vulture

-???

-???

Alhendors Du'un

-Himself

Zixis

-Vect

-All minor Dark eldar Characters (Don't remember)

-Black Heart Kabal

DaniellaH2WK

-Daniella 'Hawk' Avian

-Callidus Assasins (Not named here)

-The Order of the Pure Soul

The Lord of Silence

-Avatus

-The Angels of Reconciliation

Badassmcawesome

-Leonidas

-Thomas Black

-Lord Tank

-Lord Charger

-Lord Trapper

-The Wastelanders

Sanguinor

-Kakarot

-Captain Vegeta

-The Sayian Knights

Sindri Myr

-Himself (Until he dropped off the face of the world)

Reinno

-Lord Seketh

-Lord Mexor

-Various Chaos forces

Shas'o'Kais

-Provided the outer and greator sector locations.

-Original DE Player

-Admin

???...

The Cloaked lizard from before stares at the giant clock face, as it begins to tick.

A more human looking figure cloaked in grey walks behind him...

(1=Lizard, 2=human)

???(2): "... So... it finally begins...

???(1): "...Events that may change the galaxy as we know it...

???(2): "...Set in motion by the original instagators..."

???(1): "...The you and him to be precise..."

???(2): "...You don't count Mr. Supreme Commander Bones?"

???(1): "...That depends on a point of view that I do not share with you..."

???(2): "...Charming as ever... Why did you contact and help the sorceror?"

???(1): "...His piece needed a push in the right direction... but we have talked enough... I must get back to the book..."

The lizard begins to walk away...

???(2): "...Right... recording the true galactic history... Because That never gets boring...

The human looks up once more at the clock before leaving, its Hands ticking away the seconds, minutres, Hours, Days, weeks, Months, and Years, until the end...