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| − | + | Scattered. Prospero is lost. The fate of those left on the planet, unknown. Three astartes stood rigid in ceremonial robes around a bare table, on board a ship far away from their home, their eyes locked onto the centre of the surface. | |
| + | "Those animals... They destroyed everything.. All of our work, all of the knowledge we accumulated.. lost.." The astartes made eye contact with the other two with him. They were speechless, their pupils drawn small by the combination of fury and horror of the news. | ||
| + | "My lord, we must not go to our intended destination. We must divert. We must hide. We must be ready." | ||
| + | "I agree, said the astartes in the middle." He looked away to a vision port, out to the void. | ||
| + | "I will have the hidden in my command seek out any on board who would give away our location." Said the third astartes, his hood covering his eyes. | ||
| + | "At once, Khati, I know you will see it done." | ||
| + | "Of course, my lord Manetho." Khati turned and proceeded to exit the chamber. | ||
| + | "Those Order of the Blind always manage to send chills down my spine.." | ||
| + | "Yes old friend, their ruthlessness is quite effective. Especially on the battlefield." Manetho claimed. He wondered, if it would be safe to hide. The galaxy is a large place after all. | ||
| + | "Paku-ru?" asked Manetho. | ||
| + | "Yes, my lord?" The other astartes answered, with an abrasive yet calm voice, "What is it?" | ||
| + | Manetho, still staring out to the void, looked down and said with a worry-some tone "Do you think it will be safe to contact the Warmaster's fleet? Have what we have left of the Order of Ruin determined what might be our best course of action?" | ||
| + | Paku-ru closed his eyes, and proceeded to take flight in the great ocean, he saw that they will be in hiding, for a time. The time will come when they can reveal themselves and fight once more. Paku-ru descended back to realspace, to his physical body on the ship. | ||
| + | "Not yet, a tumultous time is a head of the Imperium, I am afraid what was unleashed at Prospero, on our legion, is merely a prelude to something far worse. The Emperor shuns us for our gifts, so do many of our brothers, this is why we have been put to extinction. As I said before, my lord, we must take this time to hide and prepare. If we wish to survive, we must do so. A time will come where we may reveal ourselves, and we may yet show all of our critics just how wrong they were to deny us our power." | ||
| + | "I Understand, Paku. We shall bide our time. We will have our vengeance." Manetho strode towards Paku-ru, and stopped by his side. Paku-ru felt a firm press on his shoulder, but Manetho did not raise his arm. Manetho exited the room, his battle staff following him in psychic tow. | ||
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History
Scattered. Prospero is lost. The fate of those left on the planet, unknown. Three astartes stood rigid in ceremonial robes around a bare table, on board a ship far away from their home, their eyes locked onto the centre of the surface. "Those animals... They destroyed everything.. All of our work, all of the knowledge we accumulated.. lost.." The astartes made eye contact with the other two with him. They were speechless, their pupils drawn small by the combination of fury and horror of the news. "My lord, we must not go to our intended destination. We must divert. We must hide. We must be ready." "I agree, said the astartes in the middle." He looked away to a vision port, out to the void. "I will have the hidden in my command seek out any on board who would give away our location." Said the third astartes, his hood covering his eyes. "At once, Khati, I know you will see it done." "Of course, my lord Manetho." Khati turned and proceeded to exit the chamber. "Those Order of the Blind always manage to send chills down my spine.." "Yes old friend, their ruthlessness is quite effective. Especially on the battlefield." Manetho claimed. He wondered, if it would be safe to hide. The galaxy is a large place after all. "Paku-ru?" asked Manetho. "Yes, my lord?" The other astartes answered, with an abrasive yet calm voice, "What is it?" Manetho, still staring out to the void, looked down and said with a worry-some tone "Do you think it will be safe to contact the Warmaster's fleet? Have what we have left of the Order of Ruin determined what might be our best course of action?" Paku-ru closed his eyes, and proceeded to take flight in the great ocean, he saw that they will be in hiding, for a time. The time will come when they can reveal themselves and fight once more. Paku-ru descended back to realspace, to his physical body on the ship. "Not yet, a tumultous time is a head of the Imperium, I am afraid what was unleashed at Prospero, on our legion, is merely a prelude to something far worse. The Emperor shuns us for our gifts, so do many of our brothers, this is why we have been put to extinction. As I said before, my lord, we must take this time to hide and prepare. If we wish to survive, we must do so. A time will come where we may reveal ourselves, and we may yet show all of our critics just how wrong they were to deny us our power." "I Understand, Paku. We shall bide our time. We will have our vengeance." Manetho strode towards Paku-ru, and stopped by his side. Paku-ru felt a firm press on his shoulder, but Manetho did not raise his arm. Manetho exited the room, his battle staff following him in psychic tow.
Combat Reports for L-XV-5060
Campaigns
| Breaking of Centrumeh Gate | |||||
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Prelude to WarWhile a number of Houses and at least one Company are known to have ..→ | ||||
| Second Compliance of Corabie | |||||
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The Second Compliance of Corabie With the arrival of the Imperial forces through the Warp ..→ | ||||
| The Second Golloch War | |||||
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Prelude to WarThe Golloch Cluster is a nebulous region of space containing thousands of ..→ | ||||
| The Tomb of Galahad | |||||
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Prelude to WarSometime before the Heresy erupted throughout the Imperium, Crusade Fleet ..→ | ||||
Battles
| Battle Name | Date | Planet | Battle Outcome | Battle Summary |
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| Breaking of Centrumeh Gate~Ep.1 - ACT of Heresy: Sudeen | 058.009.M31 | Sudeen | Secessionist |
As the first shots were fired in the opening salvos on the surface of Raynes the Mechanicum forces on Sudeen executed their own plans; thousand of troops including mercenary Astartes and allied ..→ |
| Second Compliance of Corabie~Phase 1 |
As if by mutual agreement the initial attempts of both the Loyalist and Traitor forces on Corabie to secure territory and resources for their respective host hives concentrated on the Dilari ..→ | |||
| Second Compliance of Corabie~Phase 2 |
Withdrawing from the Dilari Wastelands early, foreseeing their defeat in that area, the Loyalists instead regrouped and made an early sprint for an area which had caught their attention; The Sultor ..→ | |||
| The Second Golloch War~Taking of SEC Idre Anchorage 7 | 499.009.M31 | SEC Idre Anchorage 7 | Unresolved |
July - Varangian Heresy Its location as a fuel station on one of the stable space lanes through the Golloch Cluster has made SEC Idre Anchorage 7 a haven for rumors and rogue data. Everything ..→ |
| The Tomb of Galahad~ACT of Heresy |
As the final salvos from the Traitors fleet crippled the remaining Loyalists cruisers covering the main forces retreat the hooded Watcher began to move. Sliding past the lifeless bodies of hundreds ..→ |
