as the drones closed on the necron leader silver lightning came from above as the c'tan and watchman intercepted them and landed with ease behind the necron overlord "hello i am the lord watchman and this is the devine" as he spoke he gestured to the c'tan "we would like a moment of your time"
Tolczaro scowls deep as more and more systems began failing on his favored ship. The praetorian worked quickly to shut of systems and open up firing lanes for the warriors, but the drones continue their advance, "Why didn't the pulse work?!" The lord demands as the ship continues to try and repair itself again and again. His focus was suddenly shattered as the two figures appeared in front of him. Despite having received the signal that a C'tan was in the area, he was not prepared to face a transcendent one in his own bridge. "Great..." He says scowling as the small group of elite Immortals surrounds him and bristles with Tesla guns. "Begone, the last thing I need is another destructive force on my ship." he says scowling. Meanwhile on the Tau's ship the number of bodies began to mount as even fire warriors began to fall to the invisible machinations of death. Hallways became littered with gore as any in the path of the warriors were torn apart and left for the living to find. Erozco received messages of the damage being done to his own home ship and became infuriated, showing in his kills as the brutality and anguish inflicted grew to an almost sadistic level.
The cold winds of Lethanuul Minor caused the Solitaire's armor to creak with each movement, small crystals of ice fell from his armor as he took a bow. A grim task lay ahead of him, a small group of Lethanuul's exodite guardians had gone missing, in their youth they set off to slay a monster to earn the favor of the Harlequins. Now a half dozen daemonettes have claimed new and bloody ornaments for their bodies. "oh poor Sssolitaire" the leader of the vile creatures hissed, "ssso cold and all alone, jussst sssurender now and feed the massster...it iss inevitable." Not a word came from the Solitaire once known as Rahqash, he remained poised in his bow--for his performance was soon to begin. One of the lesser daemons rushed forward to prey on the still bowing eldar, with a precise blow the solitaire severed her head and returned to his bow, all in one smooth motion. Enraged at the banishment of their sister the remaining daemonettes charged forward with grace and speed the solitare struck at the leftmost daemonette, before her blood could stain the virgin snow another was dead, and another, and another, until only the leader remained. "sssss they were worthlesss to me" the last daemonette hissed,"it isss better thiss way now I get all the favor for killing you." The daemonette was relentless, her skills matching that of the solitaire, for more than three of Lethanuul's days (6 standard terran days) blades could be heard clashing and sparks went flying, the solitaire was colder than the howling winds for every second of it, and every second the daemonette was exposed to his mind the more she began to falter until the she had at last made one wrong step. Knowing this was his moment the solitaire prepared his special blade and delivered unto the daemonette the final kiss of death. he ook one last bow for this performance.
Dis thread woz da Lead Belchas first orky story. But weez tried ta make it an invitiational thread to all. Got kinda krazy heha! Me and me boyz wrote sum gud on orky writing at da start doh
In basic the Arkhona RP I started would be a good replacement since system is very similar ^^ only prob is there factions are restricted
