Showing posts with label White-Swords. Show all posts
Showing posts with label White-Swords. Show all posts

Friday, 29 October 2010

The Hammer-blow

Epistolary Raven stood in the Teleportarium of the Strike Cruiser "Vengeance from on High" and relaxed his mind. Around him were gathered the members of the squad of Terminators that Commander Helios' battle-plan called for, their Lightening claws and Thunder Hammers destined to strike at the strongest part of the battle line in a tactic Helios had called the Hammer-blow

Friday, 22 October 2010

Tainted

The distinctive sound of an Eldar Heavy weapon cracked through the dawn air once more, and the White Sword column picked up the pace, the pounding sound of their Power Armoured feet being partially drowned by the engines of the three tanks. Sergeant Levin called up the tactical net, and saw that there were no swarms of Tyranids reported in the region, so what where the Eldar shooting at? Far away in the distance another sound became audible, the snap crack of Las guns. It seemed that the Eldar had engaged either the local guard or PDF, Levin swore that the Perfidious Xeno's would pay for this betrayal.

Wednesday, 13 October 2010

Talaross IV

Scout Sergeant Talon looked across what would be in a very short amount of time a battlefield. Talaross IV was an Imperial world, with a small human population farming the Furca trees, odd foliage-less things that strained insects and microbes out of the air for sustenance and incidentally produced resin with strong antiseptic qualities. A small stand of them stood on the battle field, slowly turning brown and dying as they attempted to contend with microbes against which they had no defence.