@seabass "Well that was a pleasent surprise, if it makes you feel any better tyresius I will take several due to how useful it maybe if we run into any big groups or armored targets." Felana said glad to have a few explosives again. Putting a few on her belt carefully she watched Satharn and Vlad go off. Felana was a bit more confident with home made explosives running into them more then a few time in her earlier year's.
Tyresius nodded in appreciation towards malrak and felana as they took several of the grenades. "Use them well, Little ones!" The plague marine looked to the night lord, "If you do not wish to damage the communications equipment in that obsrvation post, Then do not use them in there."
@Jorimel @matt23 Vlad was formulating a plan in his head. It would probably be best to take one of them hostage and coerce him into relaying the coordinates because they probably wouldn't accept someone unfamiliar giving them instructions, if it was by voice at least. They would probably have some sort of failsafe as well, at least that is what I would do, to prevent this exact thing from happening so the attack would have to be quick and silent. Vlad smiled. A hostage would also be able to give them more information should they...persuade him enough. Vlad turned on his vox and said to Satharn "Should we take one of them alive? It could be useful to our mission and I doubt that the imperials would accept commands coming from an unfamiliar voice. If they are using voice that is..." Also we will have to do it quick and silently before they can get a distress call out or some other failsafe like...shoot! Do they have some sort of technology that can tell the commanders if they are dead or compromised? I have never heard of such a thing but it just came to mind. What do you think? Couldn't be more than a handful of them in there." Vlad realized that he was talking a lot so he listened eagerly for Satharns answer. Vlad was quite excited. He had done a lot of these sorts of missions for other warbands (With arguable success) and it had been a while since he operated on the battlefield. In reality it was only a couple months but to Vlad it felt like an eternity. He was going to try his best to prove himself as an equal to his brother and worthy of being a son of kurze, this meant he was going to have to do what he exceled at: Sneaking. As he thought of this Vlad realized they might be using some sort of encryption. If that was so then the soldier could send a distress signal without them realizing it. "Also Satharn?" he said over vox "Could they be using code?"
@seabass Seeing that the 'gift' was, in fact, an actual gift slash ammunition, Lahamu hesitated a bit still, but eventually grabbed a plague grenade for herself, weighing the thing carefully in her hand. "An ensorcelled weapon, shaped like an explosive... Odd, but odder have I seen before. My thanks, virulent warrior." The only problem left was stashing it, considering she didn't really want the thing anywhere on her body, clothes, or in her general proximity, causing an awkward dance of half-finished arm movements.
Lurielle took a bigger pouch off her waist, usually reserved for food rations, and offered it to the Sorceress. She came from her 'hideout' to do this, because she couldn't stand looking at the helpless woman like that. They had their spite, but the climb and physical excercise helped getting over emotional turmoil - especially this close to the warzone. "This should do, Lahamu." The human added, showing her the adjustable waistband of the satchel-like pouch. In fact it was not even part of the original Tau armor set, but rather a pouch she must have grabbed sometimes during her odyssey as it was made out of simple grox leathers with typical human quality rather than the finer work of a Tau.
For a moment, the Sorceress eyed the Warrior's offered satchel warily. Her mind tried to run through all sabotage possibilities, eyes twitching back and forth between red-mane and pouch. While her face was hidden by her mask, the silent hesitation still spoke louder than Lahamu wanted to. Eventually, with recent events in mind, and feeling something approximate to gratitude, only reserved for things one took for granted, she nodded and grabbed it - uncharacteristically gently - from the mundane's hand, placing the unholy hand grenade inside. "It has my trust, Lurielle."
With Tyresius explaining they were merely toxic grenades, Latrynix eventually decided to not pick up any of them of them and said to the Plague Marine "I sincerely hope that anyone who's got good aiming skills doesn't take a shot at those devices and kills the user. So, I'll chose not to keep such a deadly tool on my person then." With that clarified, there was the matter of making it clear who should enact the plan of attack. So the Wych said to everyone "If we're done sharing out stupidly lethal gifts, as far as I am concerned Vlad and Satharn should do the infiltration work, saving one of the humans inside for the artillery deception. This would be with Malrak and Tyresius hanging around as back-up should things get a little heated, and everyone else coming along if stealth somehow fails." Needless to say, her hopes were not that high about the proposed plan being accepted or followed correctly, but it had to be tried.
Lurielle merely nodded and had a faint smile on her lips, at least her name was used. Though then Latrynix spoke up and interrupted the short warm moment between the warrior and the sorceress. @Maleth "Understood." She replied instantly as Latrynix had finished her sentence and went to her side to follow suit once they would disembark on their mission.
Malrak grumbled at the plan involving him actually doing something combat oriented. "I pray that the bats do their job then." He said looking at the observation post. Of course if the plan was to simply destroy it he could solve the problem with the grenades he carried or simply breath a sizable amount of fire into the building. But Lurielle's plan involved using the equipment and while a brilliant idea it would not be the easiest to accomplish. He inhaled deeply and focused on his presence in the material and immaterial world and began blocking it out of the minds of those around him. The shadowshroud will keep him from being detected by the enemy but he will still need to be on his toes since weapons fire can still harm him.
@seabass @TuskatheDaemonKilla @Maleth @Jorimel @Virgil_Corbec @Uriel1339 @Vulpas @Casavay With the plan in place, Satharn, Vlad, Tyresius, and Malrak began their stealthy move up towards the Observation Post. It, in all likelihood, made the rest of the group feel helpless as they had to put their faith in others in the team. As the stealth team approached the Observation Post, they began to see a better layout of what they were about to try and infiltrate. The outpost was fairly well fortified, considering that it was apparent it had not been around fall to long. Its walls were made up of sandbags and rocks tightly packed together to not leave a single gap. On each corner of the outpost, there were machine gun nest that had heavy weapons teams armed with heavy bolters with thousands of rounds of ammo in crates waiting to be used. Along the northern and southern wall, directly in the middle, were fighting positions that had an entire squad, to include a sergeant, standing on watch. On the eastern wall was another squad that watched over the barbed wire entrance. In the center of the outpost was a single fire around which another squads worth of guardsmen had gathered around and relaxing while they had some time off from their guards shifts. Most were joking or talking, while a few laid with there weapons next to them. On the western side, there were three living tents with an unknown number of guardsmen, more than likely sleeping or conducting hygiene. On the eastern side was a much larger tent, that seemed to be a headquarters tent considering there were three antennas on top of it. Lastly, on the western wall, was a large, raised platform that was reinforced just like the outer walls. In it was a single mortar squad and a command squad, that seemed to have a medium ranking officer pointing out targets to another soldier on a vox-caster. With night quickly approaching, the infiltration team was going to have their hands full coming up with something to get them in without being noticed. OOC: The team is assumed to have a vox/communication system, so what you see can be communicated to the rest. And here is a map so you have a better idea of the layout. Spoiler @Grall_Stonefist The larger World Eater would not waste time waiting for Beowulf to come and fight him. So, with his powerful and rage filled muscles pushing him forward, Crakis charged forth towards the Space Wolf. Strangely, instead of swing his axe, the World Eater lowered his shoulder, connecting with Beowulf's chest and causing him to tumble back. The large World Eater extended his arms and looked back to the other sons of Angron and yelled, "This is the best Russ could send to me? It appears I will have nothing more than another weak wolf's skull to clam." From the crowd of World Eaters came a loud roar of pride and a little laughter. Crakis then turned back to Beowulf with his arms still extended, "Come now little puppy, and face the one that shall put you down."
