Mean while on Kaireth 3 the scorching morning sun revealed a few mecanical limbs sticking out of the sand. The reflection from the blank metal revealed few hints of a once great fight. "beaten by overgrown bugs... Report: are they gone?" A singel Lych Gaurd head was still attached to its Torso. sitting half borrowed in the sand. scanned the area. -[Negative, the Enemy has left and are at current time focusing on the Inferiour base a few miles from here.]- so they are gone? [Negative The Enemy has left and...- "Never mind get your self together..." Riseing from the sharp sand the Necron forms slowly rose agian. "I think I Reanimated at least 4 times, Crysis, well Next objective..." Exterminate all Tyranids on this Planet!" [Mylord, 75% of our forces has been phased back to Sacarelica remaning numbers: 5] "new objective... Find Mee that warrior that got me down! I want it! and then the group of 6 martched towards the base.
KAIRETH 3 - outpost The guardsmen are fighting for their Lives. But no matter what they do can't they stand against such an onslaught. They have retreated back to their main bunker, hiding inside while their death is hammering on their door.
KAIRETH 1 - The streets Most of the men (and few women) are battle ready. They have all gathered in the industrial district. They hold all kinds of weapons and and are mostly Clad in imperial guard standard armor, though there are alot with cobbled together armor. They wait for the lord to arrive. KAIRETH 2 - The ork onslaught. The boss charges towards the. Broodmother. The giant monstrosity lifts her claws and snap towards the boss, he manages to avoid the massive claws, but another nob gets SNAPPED into two. The ork boss aims another swing towards the Broodmother. Which hits her bodyguard instead.
<Kaireth I - Governor's Palace - Private Rooms> Lykus was searching the rooms. A daemon-host who collected artifacts. Would he not keep the most precious things in his most private rooms? He searched thoroughly with his eyes and mind, his priority on the damned book the Nurglite stole. "My dear champion. Send the Rubrics to search for our treasure, yourself go and see how our troops are doing. Also get the Imperial Navy to hold their position no matter what, lie to them that reinforcements are inbound, but we need as much time as we can to find that forsaken book." He said telepathically to Arani, not bothering with the vox.
"Right away my Lord." Sufaldi turns, motioning towards the Rubrics to keep searching. "Do not stop searching until myself or Lord Lykus instruct it, we shall find the book." A warp portal opens in front of the Champion, and he steps through it appearing in the bowels of the empty complex. He strides towards the entrance, sending voxed instructions to the Imperial Navy in orbit to hold their position, informing them that reinforcements were inbound and that the defense of the planet was paramount to all other missions. Arani quickly locates the psychic signature of the apprentice, and makes his way to her. "Yriel, how goes the arming of the masses?"
KAIRETH 1 - Governors palace As the sorcerer would "Scan" the rooms he would feel the demonic energies swirling around the Grand halls. It would for someone that was familliar with the forces of chaos feel like an incredible stench that only a deamon of nurgle can peoduce. He would find what he was searching for though... In a private room far into the palace was the book placed, amongst other things which also would give a slight warp signature
<Kaireth I - Governor's Palace - Private Rooms> "That disgusting fascination with stench. I understand reanimating the dead and spreading viruses of permanent death. But this?!" The Sorcerer complained as he walked toward the signature of the Tzeentchian book. He looked at it to make sure it was the one he was looking for, judging it by it's cover and the first pages also known as 'index'. Once confirmed he puts it in his robes. Not to let the opportunity go by he looks around if any other Tzeentchian items lie around, given that the Governor was no Khornate, that might very well be.
KAIRETH I - Governor's Palace - Private Rooms The room is filled with diffrent items. All chaos infused. Amongst them is: A axe for khorne, with a jaw snapping as its axe head, a rotten old staff, bellonging to nurgle clearly. It has three eyes that looks around, blinking randomly. But there is also a helmet for Tzeentch. It has a crystal like glass insteead of normal vizers. It glows faintly. There is also a staff adorned with the mark of change, its tip always changes shape and you can feel your pshycic power increasing close to it. finally there is a cape, made of what looks like "flowing" cloth, taken from the changeling itself. The wearer would be able to temporarily change into someone else.
<Kaireth I - Governor's Palace - Private Rooms> The Sorcerer grabbed the helmet first, putting it on his waist, the staff was put with a strap over his book and the cape rolled together and put in one of the inside pockets, similar to one of them where the book rested in. As that was done, Lykus let the other items be. He was not interested in waging war against the others gods gifts and was not sure about their meaning or their original possessor, so certainly he would leave them here to find for whomever would search for them. The staff tapped nine times on the ground, he finally would return to his newest apprentice side.
