The siege of thraxia

[Mannfred]

Okaayy. Have not done this in a long time. *clicks fingers*.

Thraxia is a planet in the center of the imperium and has therefore never been ravaged by the tides of war till now. an unexpected ship entered the worlds atmosphere and consequently vanished. There is a shroud of comms interference in the vicinity. As if to confirm the presence of something unusual. An entire company of space marines (you pick what chapter) entered the planet in pursuit of the ship. Their angular vessels flaring up as they entered the atmosphere and set up a perimeter. Locals watched in bafflement, most thinking that space marines were just a legend.

Yet for how much they prepared themselves the space marines could not prepare them selves for what came out. at 0745 hours, a bright green flash so bright it was visible from the orbiting battle cruiser, and simultaneously the ground began to shudder, suddenly a metal hand came out of the dirt, then another. A metallic figure rose out the dust. It was tall but hunched over. It had a black cloak that twisted darkness around the lord making him look like the stuff of nightmares. As he turned to a startled scout squad who thought they had remained unseen as they were going to report their position, he raised his arms out and a grinding was heard as long used joints flared back to life. First lightning joined his hand to the earth and a wicked looking bladed staff shot out the ground. Energy pulsed in the other and a perfect sphere appeared, swirling with dark green energies. The figure pointed its staff at the scouts and they convulsed as layers of their body peeled off in green lightning. Their position did not get through. The lord of darkness paused, then slammed the orb into the ground with a earth shattering noise. then hundreds of hands started to appear and legion upon legion of necrons stood up as their eyes flickered on and surveyed their new world. The purge had began.

Name: Lord of darkness
Type: necron lord
Equipment: staff that pass through anything inc. shields. Can also fire lightning to kill weak squads. Resurrection orb, cloak of darkness. phase shifter
Background: when the deceiver reluctantly agreed that he needed his fellow gods to re-invade the universe, he created the lord of darkness. His only purpose was to ravel to world upon world and re-awaken the necrons already there and find the other C'tan gods. To wake up the entire planet the lord must first find the catacombs and enter the centerer of them and use his orb. The planet is then doomed as all the necrons, destroyed or not, come back alive.
Character: the lord excels at sneak tactics, his cloak making him hard to detect (the eye simply passes right over him) and he can teleport short distances very frequently or medium ones once in a while. The lord prefers to sneak up on people and wound them, or if in a duel teleport directly behind them an around the place. If he is going to get hit then the lord "phases out" and the blow goes straight through him, meaning that the only way to kill him is catch him by surprise

N.B you can kill him a bit as he will just get back up a few times

PLEASE JOIN IN UNTIL THERE 5 PLAYERS

[Esiphas]

Name: Aleita Deltarius
Type: Inquisitor (working with the space marines)
Equipment: Infernus pistol, Powersword, all types of grenade, Scanner, locator, bionic eye, Bike.
Background: INFORMATION CLASSIFIED.
Character:Expert at command, 'legal theft', judgement and all things official. headstrong. she also revels in using sharp tactics hand in hand with technology.

[Mannfred]

Ooc: thanks for joining. We'll wait for others to join first, would you mind including a personality? It helps the story if I wright about her

[Father Nurgle]

Name: Darius Xelmen
Faction: Grey Knights
Type: Grand Master
Equipment: Terminator armor, master crafted Nemesis force weapon, icon of the just, digital weapons, psycannon bolt stormbolter
Background: A friendly and just leader. believes every necron is a special form of a daemon captured and encased forever into a metal body by the larger more powerful gods (daemons to him) ctan. follows every necron ship movements and has conquered personally destroyed a necron world in the mists of mass production.
Character: Largely built, muscular and bulky in armor. wields his sword with both hands and the storm bolter is on his right wrist. Long black cape that contrasts with his grey and white terminator armor. Hus face is bony and a bit scarred from previous necron gauss wounds. Stout and tactically empowered. Excellent close combatant. Battle tactics have been changed drastically. Now he attacks the high ranking units of any and every army he fights. his entire detachment prefer necrons as the opponent...

[virado]

Lelithane the Dracite
Faction: Dark Eldar
Type Dracon of the Wych Cult of Seduction
Equipment: Agonizer (made as a set of large claws attached to a bracer on the left arm, Splinter Pistol, phylactry for storing souls, and Reaver Jetbike with a Splinter Cannon for transportation with a storage compartment with an assortment of wych weapons and a webway portal generator. (about the size of a large backpack.

Background: Lelithane is the dracon of the Wych Cult of seduction meaning that she is second in command only to the Archite of the cult. over the last thousand years Lelithane has done the bidding of her mistress across the galaxy. However rather than leading great raiding forces as the warriors do Lelithane is is more inclined to lead small groups of wyches into hive planets and other planets with large populations and corrupts them creating miniature versions of commoragh. Currently Lelithane has been bidden by her mistress to go to Thraxia and harvest the souls of the citizens who will be slain in short order by the necrons, But this time Lelithane has the great forces of the Cult of Seduction waiting for the moment when their second in command lets them loose upon the poor planet.

Character: Thin and Tall about 6" and very beautiful. However her beauty hides the fact that she is a cruel and terrible person who delights in the torture and savagery.

[Mannfred]

Ooc: thanks guys, one more and well begin

[virado]

Ooc: so its the greyknights that are on thraxia?

[kenji10000]

Ooc: This is my normal Rp character, I'm not sure if it fits the story as the author intends and if you would like me to change it i will make up another one^_^

Name: Kenji Kurayami

Species: Human/Demon

Equipment: Tau XV15 Stealth Armor, Pulse Carbine, Holy Relic Power Sword

Background: Kenji is the illegitimate son of a Cannoness named Iconia. On a purging mission against the servants of Chaos on the fringe of the Imperium, Iconia was captured by a cult of Nurgle that had been giving the Sisterhood a particularly tough time. Iconia was unaware as to how the cult was putting up such a brutal defense against even their most powerful bolter fire. For every heretic cut down they seemed to be replenishing their numbers ten fold. In the final assault the Sisterhood was defeated, to Iconia's horror she found out why the cult had become so powerful; the Chaos god Nurgle himself had possessed a Chaos Lord and was directing the battles personally. In what she thought to be her final hours, Iconia was overcome with doubt in not only the campaign but the Emperor himself. Sensing the despair in the Cannoness' soul, Nurgle felt it more of an insult to the Imperium, rather than to destroy the Cannoness he would spawn offspring with her, corrupting Iconia and placing a demon seed inside her. The cult then returned the Cannoness to the Sisterhood so they would know what happened. Iconia was brought before the Ordo Maleus and put on trial as a servant of Chaos; The Order found her guilty of conspiracy and conferring with servants of Chaos, she was ordered to be executed. The Sisters of Iconia's chapter couldn't bear to see their Cannoness executed to revolted against the decision, slaying many Space Marines in their fury. Knowing she had unintentionally in sighted heresy, Iconia knew why Nurgle didn't slay her. She fled as a fugitive and was captured by the Tau empire. The baby inside of her matured in a matter of weeks, upon giving birth Iconia was too overcome with the horror the had grown inside of her and ended her own life.
The child was brought before Aun'va himself to determine the next course or action. Instead of putting the child to death, Aun'va felt that the child could be a great asset to the Tau empire and his dark gifts could be harnessed for the greater good. He named the child Kenji Kurayami and trained him personally in the ways of Tau ideology and warfare. Upon reaching maturity Aun'va determined Kenji would make a great spy and assassin for the Tau and his unique abilities could help turn the tides of many battles. Before sending Kenji out on behalf of the greater good, Aun'va gave him on object of great importance to him, his mother's Relic Power sword. Now to corrupted shell of its former holy glory, the Sword still cut through even the thickest armor with ease. Aun'va's departing words to Kenji before sending him on his way were "In all things, it's for the greater good." Kenji took these words very seriously and wishes to redeem his Mother's name and cleanse his cursed blood. He is now a fanatical hunter of Chaos and has one overlying goal, get revenge on Nurgle himself...

Demonic Gifts: Black leathery wings, Heightened senses beyond normal human limits, the ability to fire warp blasts at close range that arc from his body like black lightning. These blasts are very harsh on his body, however he will use them as a last resort.

Appearance and Mannerisms: Kenji is tall and slender, he keeps his wings wrapped around himself and covered in a large coat as to not draw attention to himself. He has yellow eyes, a testament to his dark roots. He is primarily a pacifist unless involves Chaos; but will not hesitate to use lethal force in defense of himself and those who are close to him. He is a bit of a loner and tries not to get attatched to others.

[mina]

Name: Neyla Mirri
Type: Canoness
Equipment: pistol, Normal Armor just nicer looking, Relic Blade.
Backround: Neyla was once the pride of the Bloody Roses. Her fighting abilities were unmatched and the zeal and faith which she exhibited was a symbol of the gifts of faith. More xenos and heretics fell to her blade than almost any other sister. It was not ment to last. Her fellow squad mates had grown jealous of her and during a battle with the necrons they themselves opened fire upon her. Having never expected betrayal she fell in battle. As the blood poured out of her she swoar a bitter oath that those who had betrayed her never find rest until she had destroyed them. 2 months later the Bloody Rose mourned the her loss. As they began the service a rather angry Neyla walked through the doors of their chapel sword in hand with the visage of an angel of fury. Declaring the same oath and the names of the accused she fell upon the room slaughtering all in her path until not one of the traitors lived. From there she left the order finding it a small world compared to that which she had seen. (the afterlife). Now she leads guard and/or marines in battle. Some wonder if she is a saint or a demon come back from the grave. There is no doubt that she is one special sister.

Character: Neyla is a towering female that is slender even when in her armor. Her armor is ornate bearing many seals of faith. When she is out of battle with no helmet her face is disturbingly beautiful. She usually wears a blindfold for some reason unknown but when she has taken it off her purple eyes stare off as though they see another world. Her hair is short and white.

[Mannfred]

Ooc: daemon tau dude, your character should come from the bloody roses, so that the other SOB can hate you (until you make peace or something). SOB dude you can lead the grey nights with the captain and the inquisitor. If you want we can bring chaos in one guy asked mr if he could use a mutant dude and I said yes.

K lets begin

Ic: as the various imperials spread like weeds on the planet, yet another deadly suprise commenced. A warp portal opened and a large fleet of word bearers entered the systems. The large proportion of burgle worshippers in this group wanted the lord of darknesses orb to try and reverse the effects and inflict masses of diseases from it (ooc: hint hint nudge nudge tau chaos dude). They drove deep into the imperial cordon until both attacks from the necrons and imperium ground their attack to a halt. The grinding campaign had begun. The battles had started to swing in the necron's favour as the enemy commanders unnecpectedly died in the middle of the battles, darkness smoking out of their wounds.

The lord of darkness stood still. The wind whipping up his cloak. He was commencing a scan of the entire planet and must not waste any processing power. The lord suddenly turned around to his accompanying army. He had found the point of planetary resurrection, but he mist go alone for the c'tan hold these places in high importance as they form there. Anything except him would trigger the entire planet to atomically fall aprt into dust. The lord turned east and began his journey.

[kenji10000]

When the conflict on Thraxia began Kenji was there doing Intel work on the local necron artifice, much to his dismay many of the catacombs that he had been led to believe house many dormant necrons now stood empty. Making his way back to a small settlement, he felt a sudden pressure at the back of his mind. Blinding pain shot from the base of his skull up to his temples. Kenji clutched his head in agony, the corrupt deeds of Chaos worshipers flowing through his mind; he looked up to see the Warp portal rip a hole in the sky. His pain intensified and he found a small empty outpost to hide from the ill effects to the Warp. Being inside the hallow bunker could not shield Kenji's mind from the psychic barrage. Pain overtaking him, darkness took him; releasing the daggers from his mind. He slumped into a corner in silence...

[mina]

Neyla stands at the edge of a cliff side looking down upon the ruins of the most recent battle for Thraxia. Her boot scuffs the edge of the mountain and sends pebbles falling and brings up dust as she looks. She breathes in the cool mountain air. Already sensing the guard captain behind her about to speak she interrupts him, “ What do you see Captain? Describe it for me. These old eyes have seen much suffering and no longer view the world as they once did.” The guard gulps worried to fail the lady commander before him, “ Darkness, I see the darkness of war and death before me. The Necrons are destroying this world. There is hope however, I can still sense the light around me.” She nods turning her blindfolded head and grins cynically at him, “ Then we do not see the same thing. Prepare the troops we have a bit of a trek to base.” She climbs aboard the tank prepared as the begin to head for base. When they arrive a grey knight approaches her, “ Sister Neyla, welcome to Thraxia.” She turns her lip curling, “ There is no welcome here. Only the voices of the damned crying out for salvation. Take me to your commander. I need to know what he desires of me and my men.” She is lead past the murmers of the others her men already gossiping about her, “ a fallen angel” one comments, “ A demon in disguise another argues.” “You are both wrong, she is the spirit of the great saints of old returned in an hour of need.” As she passes by them they hush one and other. “Please wait here Lady.” The knight says. She halts her walking and stands awaiting her audience. The Knight disappears into find the Commander. As she sits she turns removing her helmet and blindfold so as to appear social.

[Father Nurgle]

Darius Was flanked by 7 grey knight terminators. all wearing the bulky tactical dreadnought armor with holy adornments and ornate grey relics. all of the nemesis force weapons were in the form of spears. psycannon bolts could be seen sparkling in the barrels of the stormbolters, each blessed individually. Darius stepped out to a canoness wearing ornate and just as holy power armor. The guardsmen around the meeting were shocked and awed at the holy grey knights. "Lady Neyla, a pleasure to meet a legend such as yourself. Our armies shall take on the enemy as one, and bring down the necron threat." Darius said in a deep, but assuring voice. "Thunderhawks have already deployed rapid assault knights and are beginning the hit and run tactics to bring out a necron lord." Darius signaled Neyla to walk with him.
" Tactics to use against the necrons are to pelt the main lines with killing blows and strong enough guns. This will bring a lord out, kill that, and a part, big or small, of their command clear out." Darius walked through the guardsmen barracks inspiring each one of them in his holy armor. " your commandeered land speeder storms have scouted that a necron lord, very powerful in power, is here to fully awaken this world." Darius nodded his head. " 7 brave scouts were lost at the cost of this information. and that was all we knew about this." Darius rounded off to the edge of a cliff where below grey knights in the hundreds were mobilizing. "now, i've gone into the heart of a necron world during a full scale reawakening and pulled the chest piece out of the most highly ranked necron lord..." He pointed to his scarred cheek. "any lost many good grey knights..." Darius prayed a silent prayer for them.
"See off in the distant mountains?" There is an engagement going on between the necrons and the word bearers. a pretty large sized battle with a target commander on each side." Darius held out a hologram projector. "The word bearers have this dark apostle, unknown in name but here he is.. " a miniature tainted chaplain showed up. bearing 2 lightning claws and a raptor jet pack. his face and head scarred and burned. "and a bronze level necron destroyer lord..." the second image was of a destroyer lord holding a staff of light and pulsing with lightning. "We are going in with 2 dreadnoughts from orbit and the landraider with my terminators to strike at the leaders of both armies; it is your choice to bring your own battalion or join us in the landraider." Darius turned to Neyla giving her an option...

[mina]

Neyla has remained silent save for a nod of hello and a well placed nod or smile here or there. Despite her indifference to most people she watches and listen intently to the words of this Commander. As he spreads optimism she follows and halts at the bed of an injured child close to death. Her eyes stare at the boy her thought interrupted as he reaches out a hand towards her and begins to laugh despite his pain. She looks at him for a moment before reaching a hand down and touching his matted hair. “Have no fear child The Angels hold you in their hands and your pain is soon to be rewarded.” The other sick and injured seem to turn just to glimpse her. They boy reaches out touching the edge of her skirt and smiling, “ Thank you. Will my mother be there and my sister?” she kneels down next to the boy taking his hand as he groans and begins to cough, “ They are already with him. It is a wonderful place for the strong of heart.” He smiles and leans forward whispering something to her before he dies. She follows and listens easily as she begins to re-tie her blind fold, “ My battalion will offer support to your battalion from the sides but remember I have brought an army with me. They are your’s to command. I only come because I would not have them parted from my sight. She lifts the white hood from her cloak until it covers the majority of her hair. She salutes him and bows “May the Emperor give you honor in death and victory in life. So mote it be.” She finishes her blessing for him before turning back to her troops and calling out the names she desires to come with her.

[virado]

"So the Mon-keigh of Sha'eil now battle the servants of the Yngir" Lelithane thought to herself as she perused the camp of the guard disguised as a refugee, her beautiful features disguised with glamer dirt, and cloak.
Walking off she watched the Mon-keigh woman until she was out of sight before shifting underneath her cloak for a glass phylactery about the size of a soda can. The ornate shapes carved on the metal protrusions depict a great feast. Walking through the tent Lelithane opened the phylactry and the light within the tent disappeared. From each of the bodies lying with faces covered by cloth rose a small light. Some were large and some were small and each and every one of them flew from their former hosts and into the glass case as if being sucked through the vortex. After each one was pulled in Lelithane reached inside and produced a small light which quivered and shook as though frightened. "Ah the youngest are always the best" Lelithane said as she devoured the small light.

From outside a lone guardsman came in looking about. "What in the Emperors name is going on here?" he bellowed. "Sir," Lelithane said in an innocent voice. "I was praying for the poor people here when a graceful figure of golden light appeared and took their spirits with them." The soldier, obviously a young recruit walked past her and inspected the bodies. "And you are sure it was a golden figure?" "Yes sir very sure." "Well I need to report this to the sergeant but before I ah.." The soldier was cut off as a small needle was sent through the back of his neck and into his skull. "Yes I am very radiant am I not?" Lelithane cackled as she stepped on the soldiers back. "Dont worry I'm not going to kill you, the poision I've sent into your head will." Lelithane grinned bigger and bigger as she described the various symptoms of the poison. "and when all that is done you will finally die, and you know what the best part is? Your senses have been amplified ten-fold so you will feel every last bit of pain and you wont be able to move an inch." Lelithane placed the phylactry back in the fold of her cloak as she walked out of the tent very content with herself.