-Killroy "Got it sir" Killroy said he said as he took a postion in cover away from the assasins and took aim with his hellgun and began firing at any cultists he saw -Homes. Homes was in a backroll as she saw the assasins come down. as they finished the daemon she looked to a good postion and took cover and raised her bolt pistol and began firing it at any cultists she saw.
Their morale broken from the defeat of their lord and now with the realization of impending Imperial justice, the remaining cultists attempted to flee or halfheartedly resisted. One by one the corners of the arch-enemy were stamped out, their bodies torn asunder from blessed bolter and las rounds. As the last traitorous dog fell to the sword of Watsons bayonet, a ear piercing shriek filled the chamber as a Valkyrie came through the flickering void shield. Accompanied by a trio of emerald green Valkyries bearing the Scarrus Stormtrooper cadres, the gunships landed to disgorge several squads of heavily armed naval security. Sweeping the room, the central Valkyrie, alone painted in the nightmarish black of the Inquisition cracked open its rear door to reveal the strict form of Inquisitor Moriarty. Two other shapes appeared behind him as his assistant Maribel and Commissar Rackham strolled down, the latter nursing his injured limb in a blood soaked sling. Taking in the castrate form of the daemonhost, the Inquisitor grunted in both disgust and rapture. Rounding on the group of survivors as his mind raced with possibilities, he spoke with a voice like Leman Russes coaxed to battle-readiness from the grave. "Victory here has been assured thanks to you. Despite the countless loses we have suffered here, the Arch-Enemy has been broken and the first of many routes opened to save this sector. The main body of the fleet departs within the hour to make with all due haste to the Cardinal World of Pierre. The situation is grim, report back to the flagship and re-arm. We make planet fall in ten hours." Turning back to the dropship, he stops half way up the ramp and turns back to address them once again, "Congratulations on your first victory....may it not be your last as it was for so many." With that, the cryptic form of the Inquisitor dissapeared deep inside as Commissar Rackham marched smartly down to greet them followed by Maribel who filed on past towards the twins. OOC: Sorry about my absence, was watching Hellsing Ultimate and got caught up in the Nazi/Templar spam.
SGT Kroll- "Truely a good thing to see you up and moving Commissar Rackham. Though I must apologize, your sword will need to be replaced." He reached out and shook his good hand before giving a crisp salute. He would have addressed the Inquistor first but he left before he had a chance, and Maribel seemed to be distracted with the twins. He stepped back and leaned on the lasgun, allowing the Commissar room to address the squad. Commissar Rackham- Returning the Sergeant's salute and then lighting up his 'signature' cigar. "It is good to see you old friend. A little worse for wear I see. No worries about the sword, it must have been a tough fight." Turning to address the remaining members of the squad. "You have all done well to last this long. We will continue to bring victory in the name of the Emperor!" He turned to a passing medicae. "Quickly medicae! Can't you see we have wounded right in front of you!" He placed a hand on his bolt pistol for emphasis. OOC: no problem, glad the RP isn't dead!
Halting mid-stride, the green armored form grunted his annoyance before stopping to check the wounded (all wounds healed by 1). Patching up the lighter wounds and changing the field dressings that were hastily applied earlier, the combat medicae worked his magic before turning to leave in the direction of Maribel. The Inquisitors assistant herself stood off to the side with a heavy cordon of Scarrus Stormtroopers and was busy overseeing the transport of the Daemonhost. Off to either of her sides strode the twins who looked even more annoyed now that they were denied the pleasure of further slaughter. Regular stormtroopers and armsmen from the transports were loading wounded and dead bodies onto the transport for shipment back to the morgue and then the mass void-burial in quick succession. Wrapping up her argument with the nearby officer, Maribel finally turned to usher the group onto the transport just as another explosion shook the station as it continued its death throes. With a quick embarkment, the shuttles beamed off back to the fleet and in less than an hour upon completion, the fleet whisked away into the void to further liberate the sector. GM Note: Mission Completed: 2,000 EXP awarded to all players. Secondary Objective Completed: 1000 EXP awarded to all players. Discovery of Lilith's True Motives: Failed Bonus Experience: 1,500 EXP awarded to Kanilla (Commissar Rackham, Sergeant Kroll, and Homes), Da Black Ork, and Fox. New Mission Briefing will be posted tomorrow/this evening if possible. Character sheets updated to show the experience. Ammunition restocked, you may request any new weapons and gear (THAT YOU MEET REQUIREMENTS FOR) of rare, uncommon, or common value until the next briefing. Make all upgrade requests before start of the next mission.
Walking into the vessels command chamber, Inquisitor Moriarty brought forth a wave of unease and quiet causing all conversation to immediately die away. Taking his place at the foot of the command lectern, he turned to addressed the gathered insertion force. "The world before us is the Cardinal World of Pierre. Chaos has beset it from all sides but an even worst fate has happened amongst most of the population.....civil war. The local governments of the Ecclessiarchy have taken it upon themselves to think they can turn their back on the Emperor and wage war whilst Chaos slips in virtually unmolested." "You will be broken up into two strike forces. The first will land here, at the Governors palace and eliminate the traitors while the second team lands here on the Cathedral of the Martyred Lady where the last remaining loyalists are holed up. Our contact is the acting-Cannoness Elizabeth de Martel and her remaining force of Sororitas." "Your objectives are simple. Stabilize this region, eliminate both the traitors and the Arch-Enemy, and protect the sacred relics within the city. Grab your gear and embark on the shuttles immediately." As the Inquisitor finished up the briefing, two manifests lit up along the holo-projector showing the two squads. The first squad comprised of Commissar Rackham, Investigator Angleious, Investigator Homes, Sergeant Angelo, Pfc. Watson, Pfc. Mikas, and Ensign Aetius were tasked with taking the palace.. The second squad lit by an amber rune hovering over the Cannoness' last position showed Sergeant Kroll, Pfc. Kilroy, Pfc. Thorne, Airman Wolfe, Pfc. Uzbex and Pfc. Fleury. ________________________________________________________________________________ Entering the planets atmosphere, the two Valkyries stayed in a tight formation as waves of Marauder bombers and Lightning support craft flew sorties overhead. The raging hive mass beneath them was lit up by blossoms of flame and the crackle of repeated munitions as the Imperial Navy brought retribution to the traitorous masses. Staccato bursts of anti-aircraft fire and heavier mushroom clouds of flak spat into the air as the defenses, now controlled by the Arch-Enemy turned upon the Imperial forces. Unable to shake the amount of ordnance, the first Valkyrie transporting the palace assault squad took a glancing hit on its starboard wing causing it to lose altitude rapidly. With a collision course set, the pilot aimed the transport into the side of a nearby hive spire sending debris and wreckage cascading down several kilometers to impact against the bruised earth. Shattered and upended, the Valkyrie was somehow still in one piece excluding the cockpit and the wings. Burning promethium gushed out from the struck fuel tanks spreading flames across the massive chamber the gunship had turned into its final resting place leaving the crew and its occupants scant minutes before they would be burned alive. The second Valkyrie was more fortunate, as it made it to within a kilometer of their objective. Unable to breach the waves of anti-aircraft fire, it settled in a small burned out highway overlooking the Cathedral which was backlit by a raging inferno. From their vantage point, they could see the massed ranks of the Arch-Enemy besieging the holy cathedral from the rear as traitors assailed it from the front. The soaring buttresses lay in butchered heaps as the curtain wall surrounding hit bled from millions of sustained impacts. With the Valkyrie unable to lift off again, the second assault team was bolstered by three additional naval armsmen: Pfc. Williams, Sergeant Lillian, and Veteran Pilot Cassandras. However, their arrival had not gone unnoticed as shapes slowly began to form in the distant pyres of the cities grave. Chanting hymnals and the name of the Emperor, a mob of traitor-civilians believing that they still served Him on Terra closed in for the kill.
Crash Site Commissar Rackham Immediately climbed from the wreckage of the Valkyrie. "HURRY UP YOU MAGGOTS! WE WILL NOT LET A LITTLE CRASH STOP US!" He proceeded to move further away from the wreckage while checking their current surroundings. Once he assessed the current area they were in he pulled out his Auspex and began his scans. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Burnt out Highway SGT Kroll Moving to the nearest cover, "ESTABLISH A PERIMETER! PREPARE FOR IMMINENT ATTACK! PULL THE HEAVY BOLTERS FROM THE VALKYRIE! I WANT INTERSECTING LANES OF FIRE, WITH GUNS HERE AND HERE!" Motions for the heavy bolters to move into the assigned positions. "As for the rest of you get to cover and eliminate all hostiles!" (OOC: is this night? If so I'm gonna use my Helmet Optics to help aim my Storm-Bolter) He steadies his aim with the cover he is behind, prepared to kill the traitors.
Crash Site The fuels fumes slowly began to surround them with an impenetrable haze of thick smoke and chemical laced air confounding the auspexes returns. Ghost contacts pinged in and out of existence on the outermost edges as the machine spirit fought to make sense through the confusion. Groaning, Ensign Aetius stumbled out of the Valkyries cargo bay and looked around before he was knocked flat backwards, his head vaporized by a concentrated thermal beam that could only have come from a long las. As if Aetius death were the command to attack, several dozen las beams sliced through the air impacting upon the mangled wreckage like popcorn. Throwing themselves into cover, Pfc. Watson and Mikas returned fire at the unseen attackers. Surrounded with their backs to the open sky of the planet and their sides assaulted from all directions, their only choice would be to fight their way out. ________________________________________________________________________ Cathedral Assault Team Sergeant Lillian gestured to her men to man the guns giving them a decent arc of covering fire as the rest of the force spread out across the tarmac. Burnt out vehicles and heaped bodies made for ample cover for both sides but the chanting maniacs did not attack. Standing at the outer most edge, they continued to gather en mass before their ranks parted to reveal a towering figure. Dressed in the mocking uniform of a Confessor, a massive brute of a man wielding a two handed pike capable of cutting a man in two marched forwards. Bellowing a challenge, the monstrosity marched half way as if demanding an audience flanked by two more heavily armed figures hidden behind mangled purity seals and oath papers.
Crash Site Commissar Rackham Diving into cover himself he placed the auspex back on his belt. If they were lucky only one of the attackers had thermals, but the bad part was that it was on the long-las. He attempted to peer through the smoke and smog of the wreckage to see what cover he could move himself to in order to get closer to his foe. He quickly ducked back into his cover because being exposed for too long would be certain death from the sniper. He tossed a concussion grenade at the nearest group of enemy las fire. As soon as the explosion detonated he rushed the position Power Cutlass and Plasma Pistol in hand. He began to blaze a path for their escape. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cathedral Assault Team SGT Kroll He was lucky to survive a fight with a Chaos Champion before, but that was purely luck. He would not risk one on one combat with this lunatic. "We come in the name of the Emperor, if you are truely a Confessor you will assist us in our fight against the Arch-Enemies and traitors." He remained in his cover, his Storm-Bolter trained on the 'Confessor'. He was ready to rain death upon the giant if he moved to attack them. "Be ready men, this could get ugly."
Crash Site Reeling backwards from the grenade, almost two dozen cultists wearing the mark of Nurgle were left dazed in the open. Blistering sores and bloated flesh dotted their undead frames as maggots burst from their wounds to feast on their decaying flesh. Yet for everyone that seemed to be slashed apart or incinerated, two more appeared to take their place....they had landed in the middle of a mass grave. Precise sniper fire continued to impact against the hull and Watson reeled back as a round speared through his arm, the wound instantly cauterizing. Sergeant Angelo quickly dragged the screaming man back into cover and returned fire. Turning around, he picked Watson up so they could shuffle after Rackham. Not a moment later the space they had occupied was pierced by a series of heavy bolter fire as cultists brought a heavy weapon to bear. Emaciated cultists swarmed the wreckage and began to hack and feast on the flesh of the pilots and the recently deceased Aetius before the group dissapeared into the smoke. ________________________________________________________________________________ Cathedral Assault Team Standing silently, the mock Confessor turned his head slightly at the mention of the "Emperor" and turned to one of his compatriots who strode forwards with a small satchel. Opening it up, the mutant threw down the head of what could only be the Planetary Governor who had rebelled. Spreading his arms wide, the false-Confessor shook his heavily tattooed wrists into the air and the mob behind him screamed a battle cry as one, turning back the way they had come towards the besieged Cathedral. It appeared that for now they had escaped a blood bath but exactly whose allegiance the cultists swore to was yet to be seen as they left the group on the now abandoned overpass. In the distance, the Cathedrals main gates exploded spectacularly as something massive detonated...most likely a super heavy tank. Sending out pumes of smoke and heavy haze, the debris cloud raised by the gates fall slowly descended the local area into a permanent darkness. Automated lights flickered on or sparked as failed conduits attempted to power on. Raging fires lit the way and on the horizon, the Cathedral and its immediate area burned like a sacrificial pyre. GM Note: Watson is reduced to single handed weaponry, Rackham has consumed a grenade, new objective for the Crash Site group is to evacuate towards the Cathedral as it is now impossible for you to press on to your main objective.
Crash Site Commissar Rackham The Commissar wished he had a rebreather on, he hadn't noticed the stench until he was hacking through the undead cultists. The only way they could survive this cesspool would be to continue pushing forwards, to take pause would be certain death. "DO NOT FAULTER! THE EMPEROR PROTECTS THE FAITHFUL!" He continued to hack and slash his way towards the potential exit. "TO ME MEN, WE WILL SEE THIS DAY VICTORIOUS!" He continued to slash and fire into the hordes of never ending cultists. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cathedral Assault Team SGT Kroll Well thankfully the 'False Confessor' was confused by the statement. He let the crowd move farther away from his squad and then quickly regrouped everyone. "Sergeant Lilian, we need to take the Heavy Bolters. " Turning to the vox-caster, "Send a Vox to the fleet and let them know the Planetary Governor has been killed. Also attempt to reach Commissar Rackham and inform them as well." Speaking to the gathered group, "We must use haste and caution upon our approach. Emperor only knows what we will find down here. Sergeant Lilian take one of the Heavy Bolters with you and your men. I will take the other with my men." He motioned for one of his lasgunners to grab the other Heavy Bolter. "We will be moving Bounding Overwatch. I don't want to take any chances here. I will lead out, let's move!" During the movement he attempted to make contact with surrounded Sisters of Battle. "This is Sergeant Kroll we are approaching your position IOT reinforce your location. Please advise on your situation and viable approaches." He kept a steady lookout as they approached the embattled Cathedral. OOC: on through my phone so please excuse typos
