The warrior cackles as your blood drips over your armor and raises his sword to parry.
vs 65
Deflecting the blow he appears to be at one with the sword and slashes back at you again.
vs 65
Initiative
lightning reflexes
Initiative
Akkad ignores the wild blow and lashes out. "You dance well. The blood god shall be pleased with your skull."
Round 1
Daemon - 16
Khayon - 11
Draex
Lheor - 9
Menstras - 8
Deathraven - 7
Ulasht - 7
The Daemon howls as it charges toward your group and his blood and rust crusted blade crashes into Corvis abdomen pushing clean through like it was butter and yanks up with such force that his body is split in two. The Night Lord commander falls to the ground lifeless as the creatures continues on toward the rest of you.
Khyaon yells "I command you to stop!" but the daemon pays him no mind as you see warp energies begin to form around his fingers and he lashes out.
The Daemon lunges to the side as the bolts come at him as they pass him harmlessly smashing into the walls behind.
"You grow boring son of Lorgar I will end this now!
As the Legionaire speaks you hear the bang of a bolt pistol fire in your direction.
pen4
The bolt smashes into the Emperors Children back but doesn't looks like it did much damage and he grunts, you see a Sons of Horus behind him with his bolt pistol and power sword in hand charging into the fray.
The Emperors Children lashes out at you again.
vs 65
pen 6
The power grazes his abdomen, drawing blood. Akkad swings again.
Ulasht ignores the Daemonic foe opting to edge around the table and unleash Sorcerous doom upon the hated former Captain.
Doombolt (Unfettered)
Bolt Damage (8 Penetration)
Seeing Corvis go down, Deathraven brings his plasma pistol up and into target acquisition in a move so swift that even enhanced senses had trouble following.
vs 70+mods(size) (50+Standard attack+Half aim)
The legionnaire growls and parries the blow again just as the Son of Horus marine enters combat with the both of you.
vs 65
The Sons of Horus Legionnaire swings his power sword at the Emperors Children.
vs 75 (gangup bonuses)
The outnumbered Emperors Children cackles madly as he's moving in and out of both your blows now and turns his blade on the Sons of Horus member.
vs 65
pen 6
vs 55
He easily deflects the attack at him.
"My thanks for joining me, this one is more slippery than his former brother."
Akkad maneuvers to flank the Emperor's Child and presses the attack.
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Don't forget that doombolt is a psychic barrage which is like semi-auto. For every 2 degree of success an extra bolt shoots. So for you Doombolt is Willpower +0 test and you get +5 for each Psy rating since it's unfettered so would put you at 87 focus power test. You got a 54 so that would be total of 2 bolts that you can shoot. i'll roll for your second bolt damage now.
pen 8
Ulashts bolts bounce off the Daemons skin and do not seem to inflict any damage.
Deathravens plasma pistol shoots wide as the creature is to fast to track.
Lheor aims his heavy bolters and shoots full auto into the creature
vs 55
pen 6
pen 6
pen 6
pen 6
pen 6
pen 6
pen 6
pen 6
pen 6
pen 6
The Bolt rounds explode all over the Daemons body tearing off flesh in different area but it continues to advance.
The sons of horus swings again at the enemy
vs 75 (gangup)
pen 6
The EC easily deflects the attack and swings back! "Your both going to die!"
vs 65
vs 65
Two wpn charge attack -10 +20.
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With the rise and fall of the Demons Blade clashing with Telemachons superb timely parries. The clash of weapons amplifies the rhythm of Draexs twin hearts. Beating louder faster pushing the highly oxygenated blood forcefully through his brain triggering the nails to drive deep. Losing himself in the glory of bloodlust the exact moment the demon launched at him for war.
vs 72 Main hand crimson
vs 72 off hand blood
pen 6
miss with second hand
draex attacks his home with a grin on his face liable to split him in two
"Aaaarrrrugghhhhhahahahaha!"
The chain axe bites deep into the daemons body as more gore fills the room but it does not go down!
Menstras lunges at the Daemon along side Draex.
vs 73 (+10 Hulking, +10 Gangup)
vs 73 (+10 Hulking, +10 Gangup)
pen 6
pen 6
Mentras power swords dig into the Daemons body adding more wounds to the creature but it doesn't seem to be slowing it down!
Round 2
Daemon - 16
Khayon - 11
Draex - 10
Lheor - 9
Menstras - 8
Deathraven - 7
Ulasht - 7
The Daemon howls as the wounds he has taken begin to knit themselves and lashes out at Draex his blood kin with the blade.
vs 65 (swift attack)
pen 10
pen 10
pen 10
Khayon attempts to command the Daemon again "STOP!" as he draws upon more warp energy. Red warp flames engulf his hands as he lashes out toward the daemon.
pen 9
The Daemons eyes go wide as he see's the power of Tzeentch come towards him and steps aside as the bolt melts the walls behind him.
Draex smacks that blow aside as if it were nothing and presses the attack
"Come now, you will never feel anything as intense as when I crush your bones and boil your blood."
Seeing Telemachon resisting his powers, Ulasht reaches deeper into the warp for the power to burn the Child down.
Doombolt (PUSH!) Penetration 8
Bolt Damage
Bolt Damage
Bolt Damage
Bolt Damage
Bolt Damage
Psychic Phenomena Hmmm.
Perils of the Warp
Something snapped.
A bone? A loosed piece of armor?
The horror of realization tugged ever so slightly against his consciousness.
Flesh parting. A silent death.
His blades danced into his hands, powerfields crackling to life. A hilt of midnight with a blade of blood. Her sister a blade stolen from a long defeated foe. Three words engraved on the ebony blade : Innocence Means Nothing.
Corvis...
A series of staccato detonations. The singe of plasma. The sound of chainaxes shredding. The sisters bite deep into guilty flesh.
Corvis is dead.
The aether swirls within his helm, playing before his eyes with the swell of rage. The last man to whom he owed any loyalty lay in twain, carved by the puppet of his long trusted ally.
The ally they'd sought as their only means of survival. His lips part slightly, the irony of destruction wrenching at long forgotten wounds.
Menstras found himself free. No Emperor. No Primarch. No Captain. Only a universe filled with guilt.
His voice echoes from his external vox, berating the air with uncontrollable laughter.
vs 83 (43 + 30 All Out Attack +10 hulking -10 Two Weapon +10 Gang-up)
Pen 6
vs 83
Pen 6
Deathraven winds up the mighty power fist and charges into the fray.
vs 106 (46+10 Standard Attack+20 Charge+20 Gangup+10 Hulking)
Pen 9
Zealous Hatred
"Your Master told you to heel, dog. Now you will just have to be dead."
The Emperors Children attempts to parry again but this time he slips as being pressed by two opponents seemed to much for this lone warrior.
vs 65
The crozius's power field slices through the legionnaire like butter breaking him into a pulp of messy bones and muscle mass on the ground before Akkad.
The Sons of Horus looks to you. "What are you doing down here. You should regroup with the Chieftan as we prepare to enter the warp storm."
Ulashst calls upon the full power of the warp to try to finish off the fallen Emperors Children former captain and with it comes the fury of the gods.
The bolts smash into Telemachon sending his body flying from where it lays across the room into the wall. He isn't moving.
You see Ulasht grasp his head as he does this sending him reeling falling to the ground as the warp energies overload his mind and he falls still.
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Menstras continues his dance of blades on the daemon furious that Corvis had fallen cutting deep into the beast causing it to howl.
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The Dark Angel launches his massive power fist into the side of the daemon hitting his arm with such force Khorne himself might have felt it. The force of the hit totally obliterates half of the deamons body and it falls to the ground slowly starting to dissipate.
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You hear it whine softly "Kha...yo...n..." before it fades away.
Khayon nods to everyone and looks to Ulasht and Telemachon. "Take them both we are leaving."
Lheor looks to Khayon "What do you mean taken him." looking to Telemachon.
"Just do as I say, I have a much more sinister fate for him besides death after what I just saw." Khayon replies.
Deathraven scoops up Ulasht, putting him over his shoulder.
"Someone else can grab the prisoner. I don't take prisoners in a fight for survival. Get us out of here, sorcerer."
Menstras watches the daemon dissipate in silence. Begrudgingly, he sheathes his swords and nods gratitude to Draex and Deathraven before kneeling at his former captain's side. With gentle hands, he searches the remains.
He had a power sword, bolt pistol, 2 legion frag grenades, 1 krak grenade and 3 hallucinogen grenades. 4 extra clips of bolt rounds.
Lheor applies some quick first aid on Telemachon to stop him from dying due to his wounds and quickly scoops him up.
Khayon raises his axe into the air and cuts down ripping a hole in reality.
Before Lheor steps through he says "This is like teleportation correct sorcerer?"
Khayon replies "Yes, It is no different from teleportation."
The sorcerer lied. Your limbs become sluggish like underwater. The pain of your bones and organs under supreme pressure. Of every sound dulled into meaninglessness, yet somehow sounding like a scream. The sense of drowning while on fire. Of burning while you suck down ice water. Wondering if you will ever see the sun again.
And then you come through the other side and are on the Taloc's bridge greeted by 50 Rubric Marines all with their bolt guns aimed at the portal which you just stepped and an Albino Thousand Sons sorcerer with red eyes.
When Khayon steps through last Lheor slams his fist into the Sorcerers face plate. "That's for lying to me, that was nothing like teleportation!"
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Akkad hefts the first bisected legionnaire. "I sought to find us a diversion to cover our escape. With the aid of my brother Sargon, a dead man shall tell tales," and he starts hustling back to the bridge.
The sons of horus warrior follows you back to the bridge where it's buzzing to live as red lights flash all over with indicators of breaches and such things when sudden there is a loud static blast over the vox systems.
"WARP CORE BREACH! WARP CORE BREACH!"
That's when you saw all the humans and mutants on the bridge begin to panic.
There is a white flash of light that nearly blinds you and then the ship shutters and you feel as if time has slowed down and everyone is moving in slow motion. You see Sargon turn to you his helmeted face displaying no reaction and he nods. You see warp energies flowing from his body as he concentrates all his being into the warp powers.
draex tosses the body to the marines holding pistols aim at him as an offering
Deathraven steps through the portal, still holding Ulasht. Respectfully, he lays the marine on the deck against a console to let a medicae deal with him. Ignoring the rubric marines, he steps to the side of the chamber to await the others.
You see the four World Eaters across the command deck awaiting their commander and slam their fists to their armour and laugh when he punches Khayon in the head.
The ashen dead Rubric Marines do not pay any attention to Draex attempt to amuse them as they have no feelings.
Ulasht awakens from his stupor with a headache. The Albino Sorcerer scowls at Ulasht "If you attempt to do something like that aboard this vessel I will have your skin slowly flayed from your body, your bones harvest and fed to our mutant slaves and your soul shattered into a million fragments across the eye. Do you understand Ulasht of the Sons of Horus." his voice raspy like that of an old man.
Khayon takes off his helmet shaking his head from the blow.
Lheor turns to look at the occulus watching the Emperors Childrens battle ships lay waste to the other vessels. "We need to help them! I have 50 legionnaires on my ship. It’s not too late. We could fight our way through."
Corvis you realize there are about 20 of your brothers aboard your vessel as well being destroyed.
"We could," the albino replied. "But we won’t."
"There are great warriors among those ships and you would leave them to die. Humph. And we were called savage. "
Draex spits on the ship deck
"with all your magic you can pluck the emperor's children ships out the void"
Menstras emerges from the portal leveling both bolter and pistol on the gathered Rubric marines.
"The battle is lost. Any chance of saving them passed the moment we left His Chosen Son."
"There can be no reward without risk. Having said that, so long as we are not overrun by our foes I'll not try that again any time soon. We must rally to the Chieftan, Khayon, without doing so we lose our chance to find the vessel Sargon claimed to have located".
Ulasht does not give the vessel by name as he is unconvinced this wild gambit is even real.
Suddenly there is a loud explosion and the warp core ignites and the Gellar field drops as the ship translates deeper into the warp. You feel reality shift and Sargon vanishes right before your eyes. Seconds later you hear the screams and then you see them. Daemons...
"There are almost fifty warriors on my ship." said Lheor
"How exciting." replied Ashur-Kai the White Seer
"And over ten thousand slaves." Lheor replied
"What a large number that is." Ashur-Kai snorted
"I’m warning you, sorcerer..." Lheor growled
"If you cared for the lives of your men and thralls, perhaps you should have reconsidered your ill-advised mockery of the enemy commander when he offered you mercy." Ashur-Kai said scolding.
"Lheor, Draex" Khayon called across to the World Eaters, from his throne which he was now sitting. "Scowling at the seer will change nothing. We have power but we are not a gods. There is no saving them."
Just then amidst the melee, one vessel winked out of existence in a sudden flare of migraine light.
Ulasht you recognized it as the Sons of Horus ship.
Draex turns his face up and turns his back to his host in their disregard of his men. The world eaters are already in short supply but let the rest die for naught.
"This is not the death they deserve, I shall not forget this atrocity "
Draex walks off not caring if they would shoot or not if they didnt kill him they would have a fight on their hands
Warp core breach. It cannot be. There is not even enough time to get to an escape pod, much less get clear, much less escape the reaver ships. While his brother focuses, Akkad desperately tries to carve runes of protection into the deck beneath him. "Not like this, this cannot come to pass, I will achieve my destiny..."
The explosion rocks him, ruining the diagram he is working on, and he takes his feet defiantly as madness pours in around him. "I am Akkad, son of Lorgar, Dark Apostle of the Word Bearers! I work the will of the gods, and I walk the path of the warp! This is not my end!"
The humans and mutants were the first to go. Their weak wills and fragile bodies consumed by the daemons almost instantly. The Sons of Horus and Emperors Children aboard the ship then slowly fell. Chaos filled the ship in a matter of moments. Your ward incomplete gave no protection as weaker spirits clang to your armor trying to quench their thirst on your soul fire but were easy to stamp out of existence.
The ship shuttered and you fall, weakened by your wounds, that's when you hear them, the darker stronger ones, they are coming, you can feel them, tearing at your mind, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, you try so hard to resist, their whispers nearly drive you mad.
Then it all stops... silence fills your mind, but you see nothing, pitch black darkness fills your senses, no smell, nothing... are you even still aboard the ship, has your soul been consumed. No this can't be, you have so much more to do, you force your will back into existence and then reality explodes again before you.
You see them, so many of them, consuming the flesh and souls of the men that attempted to save you and you nearly betrayed.
Ulasht stares at the space where the Ship had been.
"What destroyed the ship? It did not sustain enough fire to be destroyed, perhaps Falkus has escaped?" he states out loud not intending to.
"Nor shall I."
Menstras makes no effort to conceal his contempt as he tracks the Rubric Marines with his weapons.
The odds are poor. Two powerful psykers, even if one is exhausted, plus these mockeries. The World Eaters pose a wild card due to Lheor's history with Khayon. No doubt the Cub's power gauntlet would seize the opportunity to weaken the Legions. The Son of Horus might be swayed.
"Why do we dawdle Daemon-Singer?"
Ashur-Kai appears to concentrate and then says "The ship is simply gone." which could mean anything.
Khayon turns his gaze to Menstras "Lower your weapons brother, there will be no fighting aboard the Taloc." his gaze then turns to the rest of the new comers on his ship. "We can drop you all off at your nearest strong holds if you would like but for now you have access to all the resources of my ship except for the engine room where the Anamnesis is. If you attempt to go there you will be destroyed."
Lheor spits on the ground at Khayons feet just like Draex did and walks off the command desk his World Eaters following in tow.
"We took prisoners," Ashur-Kai said, "Seven of the Emperor’s Children."
Khayon looked at Ashur-Kai for some time before replying. "It would have been useful had you predicted at least a shadow of what just happened, seer. A great deal of death and humiliation might have been avoided."
"True." His red eyes radiated measured acceptance of all that had taken place. "And it would be delightful if prophecy worked that way. A fact you would know if you had any talent or respect for it. Now where are we going?"
Khayon replied "Gallium."
"And after Gallium?" Ashur-Kai pressed.
"Give me time," Khyaon replied. "I will decide."
The ship then enters the storm leaving the destruction behind with minimal damage to itself.
"What is located at Gallium Khayon?"
"Resupplies and repair at the mechanicum space port. With any luck Falkus survived and would be heading there as well as it was a location mentioned at the meeting." Khayon replied to Ulasht.
Those left in the command bridge see 2 Rubric Marines pick up Telemachon and drag him off.
Your group of World Eaters heads directly to the ships armoury section and takes up residence there. Lheor commands some slaves to assist with repairs of your armour and weapons.
"He yet lives? May I finish him myself?" Ulasht draws his force sword to finish the downed foe.
Khayon eyes Ulasht "Leave him be brother I have much more sinister plan for him." you see a slight grin form on Khayon's face.