Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-98.81.158.208-20140310212445

Ultramar, M43 Y100 MN1

We open on the sanctum of the Ultramarine's Chapter Master. There are floating runes in the air, many of which surround a shadowed figure sitting on a throne covered with skulls, rune and wires. The camera focuses on one Captain Federos, a young Neo-Asartes with a full head of blonde hair. His helmet is in his hands.

Federos-I am here to answer your call, sir-

???- Silence, boy. You will speak only when spoken to, Brother-Captain.

Federos- Yes, sir.

A sigh is heard as the unknown figure shifts in his chair.

???- Long and dark, my nightmares have been, Federos. I dream of steel and blood, the dark ages of the 42nd Millennium, the death of all that is in flames, chaos and the void slowly coming in. I dream of Leman Russ dying before he could even reach the Segmentum Solar, bleeding on the ground, screaming in rage. I dream of the Ultramarines holding the line with only their battle-brothers to help. I dream of a broken sword, it's pieces thrown to the ground.

Federos- Why are you telling me this, Chapter Master?

???- A warning about what will happen if you fall. You and your company are to hold the line at the Maiden World of Acies until our brothers in arms arrive, Captain. You are to sleep, then rise like lions against all that is your foe. Shake the chains of complacency to know true combat. You are many, united as one for mankind. Your foes are many, a chaotic force of rapine and death.

Federos- Hold the line against what? The Great Devourer has fled for another Galaxy, the Necrons went in pursuit of Chaos into the eye of Chaos. The Dark Eldar raid along with their Orkish painslaves.

???- You will understand, boy. One day, you will understand all that I have planned. Go to your men, your Battle Barge. Tell them they are to ship out in a few days. Glory to order.

Federos- Glory to order, Chapter Master.

Federos walks out. The shadow falls off the mysterious chapter master's face, revealing a far older, wizened Marenus Calgar who appears almost fused to his throne,  most of his face replaced with cybernetics. The old man sighs, remembering a time long ago, making a faint hint of a smile. Remebering a time when he was young, able to fight against impossible odds. For the ashes of his father and the temple of his god.

Acies M43 Y100

We focus on the trees, hills and almost-organic looking cities of Acies. Three Thunderhawk Dropship, highly damaged and rusted, land in a clearing, disgorging the slim Neo-Asartes and their vehicles.

Federos-Set up fortifications, Men. Dig in.  