war in the warp

[gargant]

"Very well then. I shall place my furies under your command to hold back the foul ones, do not disappoint me!" Says Kreq as he took off with his screamers towards Khorne's regiments.

[mina]

Aerist grins her hair switching from a light blond to a dark black as she looks at the furies," Lets clean this up for him and then keep moving. Any of you want to elevate yourselves by putting a knife in my back, know that I am not a forgiving entiety." She makes her Warp Dagger longer and then with a howl of pleasure turns running for the nearest nurgling leaping at it and slashing it in half. As the rest of her men continue their bloody battle.

[Father Nurgle]

(ooo your tough, slashing a nurgling in half. so convenient that you appear at a circle ever so quickly.)

"It is done!" Fatarn fell from his levitated position, the warp hole was large enough for 2 plaguebearers to walk out with little cramming issues. "Sorcerer, positions 3 and 4 are under assault by tzeentch forces, Khornate allies are en route and have said they'll try not to hurt our forces." The Nurgle Lord said as he hit his Plaguebringer on his chest. "what of circle 2?" Fatarn asked wondering of his other circles. "compromised. some of the marines were not ours, the circle was then destroyed." The lord said. "very well, shall we assist our forces?" Fatarn said trying to convince his Lord to do what he asks. "to spread plague?" The Bloated lord looked forward at the sounds of killing, thinks and then answers. "yes, if we go forwards then we will hit the rear of this army and crush them between the khornate allies!" The lord says with pride. "good. thuderhawks 3 and 4, pick up the troops and bring them here, thunderhawk 2 distract the army to give us rallying time!" Fatarn said into the command vox...

[gargant]

Kreq was concerned. Between the Nurglish and Khornate forces, there may not be enough representing the god of change. "I see." He said realizing what he must do. He dove towards a wide rocky bluff further to the north and began drawing the ritual ground. "It appears that the time has come." He said with a sigh as he began chanting the spell that would summon an ally so terrible...


(Just so you know this will take a few turns, so don't think I'm putting a monster on you so suddenly)

(P.S. The screamers are still fighting Khorne's guys)

[Esiphas]

mort fired another red fireball, and a screaming horn was blown, the terrible sound filling the air. the main tzeentch army swarmed over the summoning grounds. masul, morts brother, screamed his pleaseure at ripping apart some nurgle socerers, and mort himself blasted another summoning circle into ruins. sighting teh nnurgle head sorcerer, mort bounded forward, knocking the sorcerer right off his feet.

[mina]

Aerist grins with pleasure as they finish the summoning circle off. A few Daemons from Nurgle's side have seen the light and joined up with her side. A few marines too. Her side is growing in strength already. "I want the rear of that army protected now!" Sne snarls," We are here to keep that side moving forward. My scouts say that the main force is already headed in this direction. We will be prepared for them." She turns as they busy themselves trapping the area and preparing for battle," Unless of course the other side wishes to offer me more."

[gargant]

"Yes, continue driving them back!" Said Kreq. "He is nearly among us! Just a little while longer and Kaerbaaresh shall rise!" The ground glowed with a more purposeful malice, and the sound of an ancient creature can be heard making a horrible raven-like screech, echoing from a dark realm in constant flux. "Almost there..."

[Esiphas]

ooc- i am waiting for father nurgles response to my attackin him.

[Father Nurgle]

(op to the max! nurgle tougher than space marine being killed by tzeentch forces, don't make me laugh.)

Fatarn saw an in coming tzeentch attack and quickly responded, blight grenades throw by the plague marines stopped the chargers, when the thick cloud of disease was still blocking the tzeentch forces attack, plague marines and plague bearers both charged, ripping into the horrors and flamers with overwhelming power. a tzeentch daemon type leader strode to find a challenge and had though Fatarn as one. "come at me..." Fatarn laughed as he prepared. the attacker kicked at Fatarn, hitting his admanium armour and only shaking him, "funny" Fatarn whispered as he cast his spell, pink and purple flames erupted from below him, lashes and whips held his opponent in place and then dragged him to a more powerful Plaguebearer Herald. 'lets see him get torn up by that...' Fatarn laughed. he quickly mumbled to himself an incantation and everything slowed down, he was in warptime... "good he said and he held the near end of his staff and put the wooded part to his back. with the spikes pointed down he began magically tainting the ground with nurgles rot, making anyone near him get plagued...

[mina]

Aerist having finished modifying the area around her into a death trap grins as she looks at all the people around her," You you you and you 10, are with me. The rest of you may Tzeentch bless you, I want this ground held and I mean it!" As the 14 gather around her she she mumbles something and takes a step back into a dark portal re appearing close to the next summoning ground. As her people set foot on the ground the slowly are plagued and die," Pity. Nurgle will pay for that. Seeing as she is over matched she quickly chants again and steps back into the shadow portal and appears near the Khorne leader," Hello. Do I have a offer for you Khorne old pal. You help me crush the Nurgle forces, and promise not to torture me as badly this time for being a double crossing (please do not swear), and I will make it worth your while."

ooc( I need response from Flamer.)

[Father Nurgle]

(PST, khorne leader is a daemon prince who is in the heat of battle. crazed and un-negotiable.)

[mina]

(The daemon isn't in battle yet, if he was in battle her troops would be killing him. SHe is getting there before they move out to chit chat. I mean she'da showed up to offer you the same, but Nurgle is gross and you are a bit preoccupied it would seem. )

[Esiphas]

mort erupts in flames, incinerating the bonds holding him in place. he floated above the fklames on the ground. "it appears we are well matched. how would you feel though, if i was to bring my full force to bear?

[gargant]

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Kreq's maniacal laughter was insane and rightly so. Kaerbaaresh rose from the screaming portal in the rock that connected to the Realm of Change. He resembled a hideously dark purple bird, with feathers that seemed to change into scales at mid shaft(he kind of resembles a dark tzeentch-ey Horus from Egyptian mythology) . He was easily 12 feet tall with eyes blacker than the void, and pupils so hauntingly pale that even the small demon commander trembled in sheer, unbridled, fear. As the two raven demons took to the air, Kreq's wings mutated once more into a massive cannon that found it's home in Kaerbaaresh's top, right arm (he has four). This had ceased to become a battle, and morphed into an inevitable slaughter.

[Father Nurgle]

"Marines! bring your krak grenades to bear upon the beast! the forces of khorne are here rally and attack!"" Fatarn yells as he sees his lord occupied with a full squad of screamers. Fatarn planted his staff firmly in the ground, the tzeentch opponent he was fighting had flown back to him speaking something Fatarn could understand. Fatarn quickly pointed 2 fingers at the flamer and a multicolored bolt blasted from them, hitting the tzeentch herald and throwing him back far.
Fatarn had to think of something... "I've got it!" he yells, with his staff in the ground still he puts much energy into his next move and puts both hands out aimed at the large newly mutated beast. From the path under his feet lashes and whips with spiked ends flailed out from under him and moved forwards. all in his path were sliced to bits and when the whips and lashes reached the beast, they wrapped around the thing, circling it and stabbing into it. lashing it down. even more and more whips and lashes tied around the daemon and no matter how much the mutation tried, it could not break the daemonic lashes of slaanesh. its cannon blasted out only to hit a target that remained unphased. "my lord!" Fatarn yelled, "now is our chance!" The chaos lord acknowledged Fatarn and sprinted towards the restrained 12 foot giant. Fatarn had picked up his staff and was using all the power he could muster to use Nurgles rot. when the 2 finally reached the flailing beast the lord jumped high and plunged his Plaguebringer into the chest of the Daemon. the blade went in and when the lord let the blade loose the wound was instantly infected. Fatarn felt woosey and had fallen from the beast 4 feet on his back. Fainting from the energy usage to restrain the beast he was out of power. But he heard his Lords voice. "all Plaugemarines! to the thunderhawks! The daemons have this battle!" the voice was proud and triumphant. "bring the sorcerer!" He yelled as Fatarn could feet he was being dragged. first along the blood soaked soil, then on a hard steel Floor. and when the door had sht. Fatarn blacked out.

(its ok, The daemons of Khorne and Nurgle are still fighting, and don't make it a quick victory for you, your all close to the khorne forces, in cc, your mostly Tzeentch, and Nurgles rot is spreading silently. the attacks i did was to limit your god modding.)