Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-25068159-20140322012435/@comment-25068159-20140323011241

OOC: outside of the map.

IC: The fleet jumps into the third system, over the planet Phedamin.

Aendrir stands over the bow of one of the larger ships, gazing on the planet

Aendrir: Look at them. There must be... billions of them. A planet with this many would have more soldiers than we have people. And this is merely one planet. How are we ever supposed to win this war?

Ruondin: With strength and skill, my friend. Come, let us prepare. We take the planet by storm.

Aendrir: Ok, just give me a minute. When do we attack?

Ruondin: High Prince says the dropships depart in half an hour.

Aendrir: Ok. I just need a minute of solitude.

Meanwhile, on the deck...

Kirvunrir: It is time.

Indivar: Yes.

Kirvunrir: I must confess to a certain.... unease.

Indivar: Their soldiers outnumbers our population. Its not surprising your worried.

Kirvunrir: Let us take this galaxy by storm. Are the pre-emptive strikes underway?

Indivar: Yes, My Prince.

Kirvunrir: And I presume energy cloaks are on?

Indivar: Yes, my prince.

Kirvunrir: Good. Initiate phase one.

Half of an hour later, planetside...

''from the sky, a strange glint, then suddenly a burst of fire as out of nowhere, a dozen warriors with iridium scales appears. The guardsmen shout in panic at the sight of the xenos, an unknown variety. But before they can contact other points on the planet, they are silenced by blades of dark silver. The communications have all succesfully been destroyed, important assets taken, without a thought. And now the invasion begins...''

Five hundred warriors, clad in shining silver and dark metal stand ready outside the primary hive.