Ovaius nodded, and he slipped from the dimension as he made he way through the wakening tomb towards the surface. He didn't like to be in the same dimension as what many considers "reality" much, only appearing when accompanying the Necron forces or making his move to strike at his enemies. As he approach the light from the surface he could see dozens of the necron warriors with a few immortals hidden by the entrance, ready to slaughter anyone curious enough to see the newly formed cave. He made his way outside, and begun climbing the mountain to its summit for a better view of the area.
Oh for crying out loud. I leave for school and leave you here, and this is what I come back to. You already in the midst of playing. Still time to jump in?
Name; Zytrex Class; Cryptek (Plasmancer) Gear & weaponry; Eldritch Lance, and a phylactery granted to him a long time ago. Background; Zytrex has seen enough death and destruction to fill a million lifetimes. And as a Harbringer of Destruction he was most cabable of delivering both of them. On the battlefields long-forgotten he had fought against many species of strange and terrible power, but always emerging a victor. He had studied them, learned their secrets and weaknesses, and adapted accordingly. When his time had come to fall to the endless slumber and leave his studies and test-subjects to wither away alongside time - he surprised many by doing it willingly. For he knew that when he was roused once more there would be new beings to study, new knowledge to gather and of course - new ways to adapt and grow stronger. A ray of green light entered the hexagon shaped chamber through a passage of same shape. The room was bare of any furniture except for a large square plate of black material. Upon the plate rested the motionless figure of the plasmancer Zytrex - oblivious to the events taking place high above on the surface. Beside him lay a long staff of ornate design, its head bearing the flaming sigil of Zytrex's long lost family. A low rumbling sound invaded the chamber. As if answering to an ancient call, red lights blinked to life on the cryptek's necrodermis body - signaling the start of awakening. As the lights spread all over his tall body, a new light emerged, but this time it was green, not red, and it came from his one large eye. One long arm instinctively grasped the eldritch staff and the other was used as support as the plasmancer brought his torso straight. The bright red light had now been replaced by calm green. Ancient memories flooded Zytrex's mind and he quickly sent them aside, for new lines of information were flowing into him. New commands, dates and astronomical info, and most importantly the state of his body. "It seems that the time of our long awaited return has come," He said to nobody in particular. "It was pleasant to rest for so many years." "AWOKEN, COME, AND SERVE!" A strong resonant voice echoed inside his head and gave him a set of unknown coordinates. "I'm awake, I'm awake!" Zytrex said in a hurry. Curses, he muttered, not even a moment to get up to speed on things. He took hold of the staff with both hands and gathered an immense amount of energy to open a trans-dimensional gateway. And a round portal of swirling red and green was formed. He looked at it for a moment - thinking about what he might find on the other side. He stepped through the portal to embrace this new "life" in this new time.
The Necron Lord seeing that Zytrek stepped out of a portal and appears next to him he smiles inside. "Ready to develop new technology against our foes?" Ythak greeted him as the Cryptek has completed his emerging and the first Monolith started to move, after collecting Necron Warriors. "Soon we are ready to spread the word of our uprising and take what is ours.... First this world, then the system, the galaxy.... And finally our bodies. What the Silent King might not be able to, we might be, it is OUR time!" He praises, emphasizing the meaning of his words by crushing his staff in the ground. OOC: Just making some filler posts that more can join / everyone can have some introduction post and kinda tell of their own plans, etc.
Lord Ythak was an impressive sight against the sea of marching warriors. On his golden shoulder-guards hanged a cape of blueish translucent material and his brow was decorated with round marks of his venerated rank. His aura was that of a natural leader, and most likely of a tactical genius too. Zytrex walked beside him, brought his staff closer and examined the sight; Several monoliths were being boarded by the warrior legions. Destroyers floated above them taking their reserved places, immortal moved with the grim warriors - their cannons crackling. Their numbers seemed large already, but Zytrex knew that more would roused from their sleep. "How many of us have awoken?" He asked the Lord, and the Necron Lord gave him the necessary data stream of info. "So few... But it will be more than enough." Not even five per cent of their true numbers had awoken, but it would change, he remarked; below the surface thousands of Necrons were waking every minute. He closed the data connection and focused on everything else but the Necron forces around the Lord and him. There was a faint flicker of something there. He focused harder and identified it as a possible communications method - a primitive communication method. It was several hundred kilometres away near what seemed to be a small valley of sorts. His interest was now roused. "My Lord," He pleaded. "Grant me a small retinue of warriors and a transport! There is something I wish to investigate." Lord Ythak inclined his head a bit, and Zytrex fed him all the necessary information. To his great pleasure the Lord seemed to approve and almost immediately three Ghost arks descended from the sky, filled with warriors. The Harbringer of destruction thanked the Necron Lord and climbed aboard the nearest transport - feeling a strange sense of excitement and wonder. He ordered the transports to proceed towards the coordinates and relaxed a bit. OOC; Hope you don't mind the small description I gave you!
OOC: that's alright (description of char) just do not make decisions like how the lord answers and grants, also not on our numbers as you guys want me to GM I would like to do that. Especially since I would like us to be a rather small to medium tombworld not even with a Megalith so that we can build our tombworld up and do not have everything from start. Ythak had confidence and trust into his Cryptek and sent his loyal Lychguard among him, knowing that no enemy would attack them just yet he wanted to make sure that his best lifeguard would learn the enemy that way he would know how to protect his Lord. And so Zytrek and Vitokh were sent into the distance to examine what had been seen as some kind of communication Relay. Ythak, noticing that his Deathmark was gone quite a bit just realized that probably he was standing next to him again but still in his own phase shift. "Any targets made out so far?" He asks out loud and feeds the command into the Deathmark. ~~~ On the Surface, roughly a hundred kilometers north of the Tomb. "Rising Energy Signature in the South, same as the scout forces we fought before." A Soldier reports and the leading officer nods. "That is where they come from then, Ready our forces, full deployment, they have the position of advantage so we will fortify and fight to the last man, we just got this world in our hands and expanded our race one planet further into the galaxy, I won't give it up. Tell the Admiral to order reinforcements from surrounding worlds as we are fighting Necrontyr just as encountered on Kronus." "As you wish!" The soldier replies and goes to complete his duty. "I will not fail as Shas'O Kias did." The commander said to himself, being ready to fight in his customized commander suit. "Broadside Cruisers, all on the 1st wall, ready your weapons and destroy every machine you can spot, Pathfinders! Mark any incoming enemy and keep us up to date of movements! Hammerheads, Drone Harbingers and Sky Rays in the rear, we will surprise them with superior firepower once they reach our Fortress! XV-18 Stealth suits, scout ahead with the Pathfinders, sabotage any vehicle and destroy them on possibility, do not risk your deaths, we will require every single Tau to win this uprising!" The Fire Warrior leader barked over his communication device. While he was considering to destroy the tomb world where it was for the Greater Good, but not aware of it's exact position and the resources they came for to this world in the first place.... Huge amount of resources they would need and could help to manufacture Riptides and other Experimental Battlesuits for good.
OOC: Okay, I'll be more careful from here on! And we're taking the Tau on? Their plasma weapons will be difficult to cope with
Ovaius, now at the summit, made a mark on the commander of the tau forces in his battlesuit, and trained his disintegrator on his head. He could see the entire valley where the tau had set up their base of operations below. It look like a decent sized camp, comprising of an airfield, barracks, headquarters, armory and the start of a spaceport. Some civilian structures have been places at the northern end as well, in the shadows of the opposing mountain ranges from the tombs that Lord Ythak rose from. To the east was a battle line set up, tiny inhabitants and their soldiers were already firing on the encrouching warband sent earlier, and the battle seemed to be a stalemate at the moment, neither side making a decisive blow. He sees a heavily armoured figure marching up and down the line, pointing and firing as needed. Ovaius made a mark on the figure's head, trained his weapon on him and looks over to the west. Giant creatures with six legs, claws and stingers have arose from the desert to the west and are approaching the encampment. Those not fighting on the eastern front were deployed there to hold off the deadly beasts. The deathmark noticed that some of them seem to be heading for the mountain's position when Lord Ythak's message arrived. "Any targets made out so far?" He replied, "Plenty my lord, but there seems to be a commander amongst them. I can take the shot now, by your command. Also the warband has engaged the defenses, but the enemy holds firm. Yet the encampment is assaulted on the other side by giant creatures, some of them are heading for our tombs. Would you like me to alert the sentries at the tunnel entrances?" The deathmark waited, his disintergrator trained on the tau commander, for a response.
"No, Ovaius.... You should know better by now... We will kill them all at once, with a decisive strike... Maintain your position and keep me updated on their movement... weaken the strike force heading for the tombs once they are so close that they have no chance to run anymore." Is what Lord Ythak ordered as manned an Ark by himself. "We are just a few, but so they are..." he whispers to himself, receiving the data feed from his expert Deathmark, not disappointed in his duty so far. And just as planned his first Monolith was ready now, full of Warriors at his disposal he ordered it to activate it's teleporting mechanism to the foot of the mountain, but further in the jungles in the west, while his Ark headed the same way, on-board with Immortals and the rest of his Lychguard. Two Destroyers floating behind the Ark as well as a few wraiths. This is all he would need, nothing but a small force with tactical overpower the enemy shall not just scream in fear as they spot the Necron Lords army... they shall die out of fear upon their skills. He fed the Lychguard and Cryptek with new orders, letting them know that he will move in a long turn over west to attack from north while the monolith will spit armies from the west. The Lychguard and Cryptek to attack from South-East, avoid the incoming small force and ignore any kind of buildings and then to hit the army in the south so they may occupy them, blind for the true danger. The same was to be done for the troops in the east which were in a stalemate, as long as the enemy was occupied, they would never see the Lord coming.
