Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20140923171104/@comment-4948356-20140930011634

OOC:

LOS, that thing is EX:935...

Make sure you read up on him, as I feel its important to know exactly what you are fighting, its in my last post on the 2nd prep-thread.

IC:

On Kathalon...

After the first blow, 935 had hardened his skin for the next, and whilst throughing him off, it did very little damage. He charges again, four more tentacles bursting from his back, forming into various weapons. Jumping above Morac, he slams down two axes and two spears at him.

Whilst the benefactor's predators fought valiently, it was inevitable fall as the concentrated fire of an additional four brought them down. Having switched to melee, the many vuldiers stop their charge, preffering concentrate their fire on the various targets, assited by the 3 batteries of Doom blaster artillery that had arrived. Whilst two batteries fired on the main battle, the third bombarded the incoming horrors.

On Ardent III:

Whilst a significant force was lost, more would eventually replace them, but the loss of the warhound was a setback. "No matter" thought arsnek, his single bladed claw glistening with fresh blood. "As long as we have a steady supply of troops, we should be fine... but these Fiends of Sacrilege were going to be a nuisance... a very annoying nuisance it seemed.

But whilst this warband was a nuisance... he wondered where that damable 'forgotten legion' had scarpered off to. Five years of interference, assassination, and an overall pestillence upon all their operations... were suddenly no where to be found during one of the largest... and arguably most delicate... operation at this point.

He shook his head. It all felt too convienient... Far too convienient. Vulture probably has something in place to deal with them this time... he thought...

Seeing as they weren't giving up without a fight, they would have to grab as much territory as they can, fortify it, and prepare for a very long campaign. Breaking up his forces, any territory not overseen directly by the fiends either falls or comes under siege in the coming days, taking whatever they could.