Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20141004143923/@comment-4948356-20141103160618

OOC:

Where is everyone, again?

and is Sang and reinneo the only ones heading toward relicus? I'll extend the cut-off for another 2 days but thats it. After that Primus will arrive and cut off any aid to the ground forces.

Moving on, since you guys haven't really done anything with reinforcements, I'll give them out first. If you want me to do it for you guys then I'll do it, but I would prefer if everyone could do it themselves.

Reinforcements: (Due to time I will give them out by name)

Patton/reinno: The imperium has seen fit to send 2 regiments to your aid.

LOS: The black legion grants you 150 of their marines, along with a gift of 12 various daemon engines (You can decide, just nothing too big)

Sang: That black legion grants you 200 of their CSM, along with 4 daemon engines

Zixis: The black legions grants you 100 CSM, and 5 daemon eninges.

I would send a few to du'un, but I haven't seem him at all so...

Baddass hasn't suffered any caualties yet so...

I think thats everyone...

Oh wait, I forgot me...

Kathalon: 250,000 vuldiers

Ardent 3: 300,000 vuldiers

Durrel: 150,000 vuldiers

IC:

Kathalon...

With the Benefactors on the defensive, Hevavor uses this time to spread the UOV's armies, taking much of the planet. However, he keeps a wide bearth from the initail battlefield where they had encoutered 935. Since he hasn't been seen by any scouts, he didn't seem to be pursuing them. Even with reiforments, the sting of the battle remained prominet on the UOV, a loss of over 700,000 vuldiers, 80 CSM, 1600 WFM, 14 Daemon engines, and a warlord titan. Of course, with the constant reinforcments from the realm of the warpforge, their losses would dissappear soon...

As 935 looked out toward the horizon, it gripped its head in pain. It was always harder to think after gaining power, even forming complete sentences were difficult.

Shaking his head again, he tried to remember why he had come here. To gain power yes... but wasn't there...

The thought slowly came to his mind, like a snail crossing a road.

A... ship... he was looking... for a... ship...

He sniffed the air, various scents making themselves out. To the south, the stench of that infernal place filled his nostrols, rage beginning to boil in his blood. However, he remebered that they didn't use ships... only portals... portals that only lead back... there...

He turned his head, the south would be a usless endevor if it was them. To the north was a different scent, laced with the warp but different... perhapes they had come in ships...

As the their was no other scents to the west and east, he decided to head north. Whilst he couldn't remeber why he wanted a ship... but he knew it was... important... or something.

And so... he walked north...

Durrel...

As the first titan's weapon falls silent, the second falls over with a loud crash, but was still operational.

Even with the set backs, the UOV continued their assualt, wether it be from zealotry or desperation, they charged at the enemy ranks, losing many vuldiers, but allowing the WFM and CSM to close in.

Ardent 3: Space....

As the imperials let fly their torpedos, the batte barge's runes lit up again. Intsead of warp blasts, a large warp shield covered the fleet briefly, the torpdeos dissappearing into it. In but a few seconds, the shield was down, but something was wrong. Both of the UOV fleets seemed have trippled in size, 3 battle barges leading each fleet, not to mention to hundreds of escorts and cruisers. The fleet soon opened fire on the imperials, whose cognitators couldn't seem to pick up the new contacts. Whilst it seemed most of the fire missed, a good few shots found their targets.

Ardent 3: land...

The UOV had been suprisingly silent, building up their force in 3 staging areas. Whatever they were up to, it was something big...

(Little more story on Vultures will be posted soon)