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Syst's jaws chattered slightly as he felt his pod finally halt. Impatient, he immediately sank his scythe-like talons through the membrane, bursting through the spore that carried him. A swarm of rippers immediately scurried over and began devouring the biomass for later use. Syst took a moment to stretch out his four talons, flex his elongated tail, and stretch his wings. Ichor dribbled down his maw as he opened it and took a breath of the newly-toxinated air. He exhaled with a low rumble as his tail lashed to and fro. Turning his head he witnessed through his own eyes his brood at work in what seemed like too long. He saw that the Raveners had dug a rather large hole into the canyon wall, and a quick check with them proved him right as he saw that they were now underneath the prey's position and were beginning to destabilize the ground from beneath them.

He ordered some of his troops into the cave, and stretched his wings out, before flapping them and feeling the ground below his feet fall away. All around him his gargoyles and harpy's screeched and chattered as they clung to the canyon walls.

Ultimately, as soon as he reached normal ground level they too took flight, flapping high above and then swarming toward the Eldar positions. The Harpies swooped high over the Eldar fortifications and dropped tons of spore mines directly onto their defenses. The Harpies used their sonic screeches to full effect, leaving the Eldar forces dazed and disorientated as simultaneously the Raveners burst from the ground, and assaulted the Eldar ranks. From the holes in the ground, poisonous gases leaked onto the battlefield, slowly seeping about the entire scene as gaunt and genestealer alike swarmed out from the newly-dug holes.

A small twitch of his mental capacity sent all five lictors to suddenly pounce on select panicked and disorientated squads. The role of each lictor was to kill high-rank figures, to leave the lower ranks confused and headless.

Syst himself had reached an appropriate height, and with one final flap he sent himself skyrocketing down. Had the Harpies' screeches not already been deafening the Eldar forces, they would have heard a strange screeching sound as Syst sliced through the air. He let out a low hiss as the ground, and a Dire Avenger, rushed up to meet him. The Dire Avenger probably only saw a blinding speed as Syst twitched the tip of his wings, and curved upward again, the corpse of the Avenger clutched partially between his scythe-like talons, and partially between his deadly jaws.

He used the inertia from the first dive to regain most of the altitude, and didn't need to flap much at all. He bit down and swallowed the prey ravenously, licking at his fangs afterwords as he prepared to dive again. One would find it hard to distinguish him specifically out from the swarming gargoyles, screeching harpies, and falling spore bombs.

A slight pang hit Syst's thoughts as he was picking out another target. One of the Lictors that had yet to engage had found what appeared to be the Leader of this tiny force. Other lictors, which had sucked and absorbed the information from lesser troops, confirmed it. Syst shifted his direction slightly, scanning the scene below him expertly, before he found his target and prepared to dive anew...


Military Movement
ATTACK!
Ground troops swarm our from the Ravener tunnels and join the chaos as 400 gargoyles and 50 harpies swarm from above. Venomthropes remain underground and spew their toxic and concealing gas out from the holes.


Military Actions
The attack on the puny Eldar forces has begun.
400 gargoyles and 50 harpies swarm with their master from above. The harpies drop spore mines and use their sonic screeches to confuse and disorientate the target, while the gargoyles swarm around, shooting at the enemy forces but remaining ten meters in the air so they aren't engaged melee-wise.

Lictors attack select groups and target the higher ranking members, aiming to behead the prey so they are left leaderless.

Biovore's move up from the canyon ridge and begin to act as artillary, firing spore mines into the Eldar defenses.

Hormagaunts, Genestealers, Raveners, a Brood Lord, and several Melee-oriented Tyranid Warrior's swarm out from the ground below the eldar's feet, behind their defensive line and engage.

Termagaunts and several Range-oriented Warrior's with deathspitters (and one venom canon) come up in front of the defensive line after the other forces engage from behind the defensive line. The Termagaunts and range-Warriors stay back and flank the Eldar defenses while the melee-oriented infantry attacks directly.

Syst picks off strays and comes to spot the leader, and moves to swoop down and engage him.

Swarms of Rippers remain underground, prepared with their newly-evolved tunneling talons to burst from the ground, devour eldar or tyranid corpse alike, and return to the digestion pools to re-use the biomass.


Diplomatic Actions
Send a small report to mother and TyrantLord, telling them of his soon-to-be feast.
Other then that: Omnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnom.


Space Actions
Hive Ship continues producing fighter ships.
Stray Drone Ship continues to pollute the atmosphere with toxic, plant-mutating spores to encourage plant growth.
Fleet stays out of harms way but stays close enough so that The Shadow in the Warp maintains full effect.
 

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Alconol turned from his ship, his men had almost all embarked upon their ships, soon they would be with the rest of the fleet ready to fight another enemy of the Eldar. The fleet was on high alert as the men returned, they had taken casualties today but had inflicted more. At least he had the four hundred guardians to call upon to protect the ships, especially his three cruisers where most of them were located. As he was about to embark upon his ship, he noticed something turning in horror he saw the stuff of nightmares.

A star god rose from the tomb world, the Outsider. He rose up drawing with him a sword of its power and strode to do combat with the Eldar. Alconol knew what would happen, the Avatar leapt out of the transport moving towards the star gods and the two diety's swords met. They exchanged blow after blow towards each other, and Alconol knew what he must do. He turned to his men "Brothers I must fight that thing. If I die Kendra takes over, inform her to put our men's lives above all others and request more reinforcements, especially for our fleet. I will hopefully rejoin you soon."

Alconol leapt out of the back, twirling his spear in his hand. he started to prepare himself for the battle when he was knocked backwards by one of the Outsiders hands into part of the guards base. He rolled away at impact and moved forward once more, this time combining his attack with that of the Avatars. He was smashed to the ground by the Star God. He felt doubt creeping into his mind, his body wouldn't respond, wouldn't move while above him the two Gods weaved their deadly dance. Unless he could overcome his fears he would be unable to help, the Avatar might lose the fight which would doom his forces.

He saw his craftworld burning, the forces of Yngir burning and killing. He saw the ancestorial halls, bearing the souls of thousands of his dead kin aflame, necron warriors smashing their precious soul stones underneath their armoured feet. Alconol saw the council dead at the feet of the Outsider as he laughed manically at the death and destruction that his forces were laying down on the Eldar. It was the same maniacal laugh that he could hear in his head, it was consuming. Alconol convulsed on the floor, he was weak, he could not stand. Yet something prodded at his mind, he could stop this. He could stop the slaughter, the voice told him to get up, ordered him to. Slowly Alconol could feel his strength returning. He slowly and shakily got to his knee's using his spear to help him up. He took several deep breaths and steadied himself. He would stop this. He would be victorious. He looked at the Avatar, feeling its strength and anger course through him. It was almost if the two were intertwined. Alconol looked at the outsider and bellowed, "For the Craftworld, You will die here!" The two eldar pushed at the Outsider, the Avatar taking most of the attention whilst Alconol darted in with his small but deadly attack. He caused a dozen minor scratches on the fearful being, before he realised something more drastic must be done. He would have to put his soul at risk for slaneesh to do some major damage to this beast.

He channelled the energy of the warp along his spear, afraid for but a moment at the consequences of this. If he over applied himself, he could be lost forever. He felt its power in his hands and to put himself in more danger he activated his
jump pack. He rose up, using the avatar as his final destination as he pounced out of the warp straight at the Star God, he rose the spear above his head and with both hands brought it down on the Star Gods chest, going into it and causing the power of the warp, the one thing the Star Gods were unable to exploit and use channel into it.

Military movement: All men have returned to the fleet, they are spread out amongst it to protect from boarders whilst the injured are taken care of. The Eldar that have fallen have their spirit stones placed in the spirit world, now with their ancestors. The 400 Guardians (that appear to always miss out on the updates but haven't actually been involved in any fighting) are guarding the less important areas of the ships whilst the most important are left to the various aspect shrines.

Diplomacy: None, apart from a warning to the Imperials to retreat from the Planet due to the star god.

Space Action: The fleet is cloaked but ready to fire on anything that attempts to bombard Alconol and the Avatar from orbit and the Imperials are warned that the Eldar can handle this matter.

Official request: Request the two escort ships hellbore class "Isto Exus" and "Far-thought" as well as 100 dire avengers.
 

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TyrantLord, Tyranid splinter fleet

TyrantLord roared. The swarm had finished with this prey, there was no fight left in them. Then it felt the death. Perhaps it had been wrong. The thing held a weapon in hand he had not seen before, a sword. The hive tyrant howled in anger and exhilaration, finally a worthy foe.

The two clashed. TyrantLord’s first strike missed. The prey tried to strike back moving to slash its head. To this the tyrant launched itself into the ground stunning the thing. Then it stood. Drool dribbled down to the thing as TyrantLord prepared to end the prey. The sword flashed up slicing through some chitin. Blood dribbled down as the hive tyrant stomped the arm into the ground. The thing screamed as its bone shattered, and the sword fell away. Then the tyrants blood dripped onto it, and began to eat through armor and flesh before the wound knitted closed. The massive creature stomped the sword, and roared. Another foe had fallen, and now it was time to turn toward more prey.

Military Movement:

Military Actions:
Overwhelm what is left of the Tau. Crushing them underneath the massive weight of the swarm.
Tyranofex/Pyrovore/Carnifex will assault the heavy armor.
When the Tau are finished the next move is against the Eldar, spread positioning and full charge.

Diplomacy:
Send to Syst consume the swarm will assist.

Space Actions:
Request Kraken and Escort drones from mother with all haste. The smaller ships will need to be replaced immediately.
Request any additional forces that are available. This is the last truly biomass rich world and the assault must succeed. Failure here will end the hive’s ability to take this system.
All remaining ships will remain hidden away from the worlds while waiting for the addition of new swarm ships.
Sentry ship maintains position and begins to expel mutation spores as well. If engaged it will run immediately into open space with all speed.
The cruiser will produce more warriors Carnifex and Gargoyles are the intended type.
The hive ship will produce of Mawloc, and Trygon.
Any additional production will be rippers.
The buried hive will consume what is in the soil, and begin producing rippers.

From the fleet there will be sent several hive spores. They will arrive in stealth and land to create hives on the surface.
 

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Sorrow watched the planet below with impassive eyes. A thousand thoughts and long forgotten emotions flowed through his mind as he contemplated what had happened.

The Outsider had commanded him here. He had wanted to help his ally Shadow, as was the logical thing to do. But here he was. Had Shadow displeased the god in some way? Was Sorrow not meant to help the wraith?

Forget it. A voice inside him said. You`ve already sacrificed everything you ever were. Why would you let some pathetic notion of honour hamper you now?

Sorrow ignored the voice completely. Some remnant doubt of his former life seemed to raise its unwanted opinion on occasion, and the necron lord had long since learned to ignore it.

A beep on his link indicated that scans were complete. A human settlement had formed alongside an eldar base. Neither seemed to be aggressive towards one another. While they were passive, it may be possible to eliminate one via surprise and mount up a new sronghold.

Of course. That seemed the most logical thing to do.

Movement...

Begin deployment and mobilisation immediately.

Action...

Establish a perimiter at landing site asap. Defend against any attack.

Fleet...

Hold orbit. Engage only if necessary.

Diplomace...

*...silence...*
 

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Olimpars crusade

Olimpar watched the space. It had always fascinated him with all the stars beacons of hope fighting against the darkness. They could never win the darkness was invincible, many were already dead. In one way it reminded him of the Imperium, if the emperor did not protect them they like the stars would die. Olimpar had been thinking such heretical thoughts due to the fact that he was forced to send his men against the chaos a force, that would take a miracle to defeat.

He had never wanted to fight alone but the night lords detected his cloaked ships in hours. He spoke out "The Squats have rejected are call for an war pact but it is are duty to fight Chaos in all its forms and so I have decided to begin the attack, I want build a base as soon as possible, libarians I want you to sweep the area and kill any enemy phykers. One last thing I want you to fight with all your might fight for the emperor." With that he walked away as the men cheered.

Olimpar watched as the troops where organised split into squads of five in battalions of a hundred. It was not a lengthly process each knew where to go and went to there possession. Then each was loaded in Stormravens already loaded in drop pods. Then his command squad came to him "Sir, if you are ready we shall leave." Olimpar did not answer he simply strode towards the command ship.

Diplomacy: Issue a message to all Imperium forces that if they could spare men send them to purge chaos.

Space Action: The fleet will guard the decent but try not to get into to much of a battle against the larger Chaos fleet. Stormravens are ordered to switch of engines to avoid detection until they have to land. Once they have Dropped the pods fire Upon the enemies

Military Action: Once the Stormravens have dropped the squads. Create a barricade and use this as a base launch squads against the enemy but try to make casualties minimum. Use phykic powers to a maximum to hamper the enemy and finally drop a squad with a dreadnaught to kill the Hammer of korne
 

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Hey guys, I know your gonna hate me for this, but I'm gonna have to end this RPG.

Recently, alot of players have just up and left, and some, like Samu3, have life issues keeping them busy. I thank each and everyone of you that join, as well as those who clung in their to the end. i will rep you all, spreading it around might take some time.

I have started a new thread called Armored Venegance if your interested in a similar thread where you get your own tank unit, heheh. :) Again thank you all.

I case you were interested, it seemed that Rambo's troops would have won in the end, seeing as the combat calculator favored their BS and Save levels.
 

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So I was clinging to false hope...

Well, thank you for the game while it lasted mate. :)
 

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Aww, that's a shame. Good job for keeping such a complex RP going anyway, EH.

So, Serp, we'll never know if the Krork agreed. No plot development for Shadow....



Final Exit:

Shadow saw the Ork faltering, but he was taking too long. He knew they'd never agree, now, in the pit of his stomach. Teleporting to the reserve chambers, Shadow ordered the levels which the Orks had attacked to be cleansed by burning guass.

As his troops returned to their positions, Shadow saw he had only 450 Warriors, 50 Pariahs, 50 Immortals, and 50 Destroyers. At least 12 Monoliths had survived.

Ordering the Navigator to prepare the mass-Chronometrons, Shadow looked upon the world where the Outsider lay. Shadow was not bound by this star god. Shadow was bound by no one.

As the engines fired, taking the Cairn ship far away from the broken system, Shadow's thoughts wandered to Sorrow. Perhaps one day, they would meet again. Shadow never did have the chance to double-cross him yet, the thought of which made him chuckle, a grating metallic sound.

But now, he focused on the present. He had un-finished business, business he had left incomplete. Old allies required his support, and Shadow would be damned if he missed the conclusion of their efforts.

He would rejoin the Dead, Dying, and Damned, and finish what he had started.
 

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Final Exit: "My lord," exclaimed Vorax's aid, as he gifted the chapter master with the briefing. "Things are not going our way. It is impossible to take these worlds, and, to add to this, a new xenos presence is, according to our sources, heading to our homeworld. What are your commands, Chapter Master?"

"Inform the Black Dragons, the Squats, the Grey Knights and the Imperial Guard of what I intend to do next, as it will wipe them off the face of the planet should they not head my warning," replied Vorax with a grim frown. "Also, pull everybody back, and dispatch seperate vessels to each and every planet. From there, deploy exterminatus."

"But my lord... our fortress, our recruits!"

"The situation is too unwinnable, my friend," replied Vorax. "And, with the pressing matter of the invasion of our homeworld, we have a new task to do. Inform the forces of the Imperium that if they wish to accompany us home, then they can do so."

"As you wish, my lord," responded the aid, and rustled off. Moments later, Vorax watched as several Thunderhawks carrying the survivors of the Yuli-459 battle, and those entrenched on Yuli-450, soared into the sea of stars.

"Now launch the exterminatus."
 

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I was going to say no then go on an orky rant while I let da boyz mop up the rest.
 

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So my troops won then. Excellent, guess the eldar just win then. I thank you all for being worthy opponents, but the craftworld is safe now.
 

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But who said you succeeded? The combat calculator favoured me so I would have stopped you really :so_happy:. I guess it was all in the killing of a star god and saving the Imperials asses when they couldn't save their own :biggrin:
 

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Hahahaha, ok you two buffons, calm down. Technically Rambo, and i hate to say it, he's right. even though the calculator said you would have won, I think personally Bane or Warsmith's massive WWAAGGHHH would have rape

either way we shall neevr know. But there is hope. Sometime in the future i plan on resurrecting FOG's idea of a massive Earth War with nations that the players themselves create.
 
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