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>>1073715
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Today we will be continuing the invasion of Kanda with laying siege to the Osjiic Factorycities and possibly concluding the talks with the Pirate Clans

Stockpile:
>12,885,000B
>32,220,000M

(Biomass stat + structures) * 500 * dev score + modifiers = Biomass income total
(Metal stat + structures) * 400 * dev score + modifiers = Metal income total

Income:
>4,600,000B
>11,740,000M

Horizon's Drop
>60B (60 + 35) * 500 * 30 = 1,425,000B Daily
>60M (60 + 40) * 400 * 30 = 1,200,000M Daily
>30% Developed
Structures:
>Biomass Farms give: 30B
>Solar Generator Farms give: 5B
>Mining Facilities give: 40M

The Bastion system

Rukor:
>80B (80 + 30) * 500 * 5 = 1,375,000B
>10M (No Mining Presence)
>5% Developed
Structures:
>Coral Farms: 30B

Bastion
>30B (30 + 30) * 500 * 10 = 300,000B
>90M (No mining presence) + 250,000M
>10% Developed by Armada
Structures:
>Volcanic Farms: 30B
Modifier:
>Obsidianborn Tributes: +250,000M

Protoplanet
>0B
>70M (70 + 40) * 400 * 70 + 450K = 3,530,000M
>70% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M
Modifiers:
>Asteroid Belt: +450,000M

Bastions sister moon
>0B
>90M (90 + 40) * 400 * 40 = 2,080,000
>40% Developed
Structures
>Mining Facitilites: 40M

Asteroid Belt: Gives 450K extra Metal to nearest planet (Protoplanet)


Urdir System:

Rocky Planet(s) x3 (A lot of the Armada's mining efforts have become focused here)
>0B
>50M (50 + 40) * 400 * 30 * 3 = 3,240,000
>30% Developed
Structures:
>Mining Facilities: 40M

Ice planet
>70B (70 + 30) * 500 * 30 = 1,500,000B
>0M
>30% Developed
Structures:
>Biomass Farms: 30B

Andai System:

Clour
>15B
>70M (70 + 20) * 400 * 40 = 1,440,000M
>40% Developed
Structures:
>Confederate Mining Facilities: 20M

>>1073715
That's nice.
Let's throw one in a cauldron, I suspect there is an unusual origin for the affection they get

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>>1073745
Troop Totals:
>7 Necromancers
>6 Voidknight Disciples
>9000 Talons (30 Clutches)
>300 Aquatic Talons (1 Clutch)
>750 Cyclops: (15 Squads)
>100 Aquatic Cyclops (2 Squads)
>6000 Stingers (30 Platoons)
>250 Gargoyles (5 Flights)
>150 Aquatic Gargoyles (3 Flights)
>200 Flatbody Gargoyles
>3000 Trolls (20 Packs)
>1800 Shock Troops (12 Packs)
>240 Looms (8 Shoals)
>225 Crit Crawls (125 EMP 100 Exp)
>100 devouring swarms
>400 Stalkers (5 Packs)
>5 Alpha Stalkers
>240 Shadows (4 Clusters)
>200 Scourges (1 Swarm)
>501 Dirges
>200 Think Tanks
>50 Demi Think Tanks
>150 Cauldrons
>550 Glutton Spheres
>240 Large Glutton Spheres
>200 Requiems
>400 Brutes
>100 Crawlers
>100 Drakes

Necrolyte Legion:
>1 Voidsinger Commander
>15 Officers
>10 Voidsingers
>1830 Legionnaires

Living Subjects:
>Necromancer Jor
>7 Necromancer apprentices
>Sur-Quro, Solar potential
>395 Civilians
>540 Stonestar
>50 Tyrre Gladiators

Prisoners:
>Vle'Karak Ahkam Male Elder
>Dne'tec Ahkam Male
>Cve'jok Ahkam Juvenile
>2 Epikor Arc-Elites
>6 Voidsingers
>720 Ahkam soldiers
>460 Osjiic soldiers
>630 Kanda Osjiic Soldiers (many wounded)
>18 Voidsingers

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>>1073760
So because I'm a lazy good-for-nothing ship and troop numbers still don't quite match what is actually being fielded or what has been lost.

Vehicles/Ships:
>1 Flagship "Charnel Vault"
>Fury of the Wormstar
>Blackscale Destroyer "Pestilence"
>7 Void Terrors
>The Wick - Confederate Smuggler
>100 Chariots
>50 Hearses
>260 Coffins
>490 Support Coffins
>1665 Common Nails
>1250 Piercing Nails
>745 Gunships
>285 Corvettes
>122 Support Corvettes
>185 Frigates
>102 Boarding Frigates
>355 Light Cruisers
>28 Boarding Cruisers
>230 Heavy Cruisers
>50 Boarding Heavy Cruisers
>130 Plasma Weaver Cruisers
>100 Bloat Carriers
>25 Terrordromes
>165 Battlecruisers
>80 Hangar Battlecruisers
>87 Destroyers
>70 Void Destroyers
>240 Battleships
>20 Eyegores

Captured Ships:
>7 Osjiic Heavy Cruisers
>8 Osjiic Light Cruisers
>18 Osjiic Frigates
>22 Osjiic Corvettes
>3 Osjiic Battleships
>5 Osjiic Destroyers
>4 Osjiic Battlecruisers
>10 Dagger disguised Frigates
>5 Osjiic disguised Frigates
>14 Osjiic disguised Fighters
>3 Ahkam Battleships
>2 Ahkam Destroyers
>4 Ahkam Battlecruisers
>2 Ahkam Heavy Cruisers
>6 Ahkam Light Cruisers
>22 Ahkam frigates
>21 Ahkam corvettes
>30 ahkam fighters
>1 UON Battleship
>1 UON BattleCruiser
>1 UON Heavy Cruiser
>2 UON Light Cruisers
>6 UON Frigates
>7 UON Corvettes

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>>1073789
Completed Research:
>Ruscuv Reconstructed: The three Reconstructed that Jor fought during Ruscuvs trial have been taken and inspected

>Medical Pod: An inadvertent gift from the Armatocere these pods are used for an array of medical and surgical purposes

>Rukorian Coral: A fast growing organism that reproduces rapidly in the correct environment, that is growing out of control with the populations of their predators diminished.

Current Research
>Orbital Platform: Slow
>Space Elevator: Slow
>Ambient Energy Collection: Slow
>Sunscale Cloning project: Slow
>Anti-Wraith Technology: Slow
>Arc Drive: Slow
>Arc-Armor: Medium
>Elemental Cores: Medium
>Advanced Hardlight Shielding: Medium
>Viral Warfare: Slow

Unlocked:

Weapon upgrade:
>Bone-Chain: A series of bones are interlinked with powerful sinews that can tighten to form a rigid shape or relaxed for flexibility. This can be used for the shafts of melee weapons allowing them to become whip-like weapons extending their reach.

Armor upgrade
>Wormrune Armor: Intricate runes of the Wormstar language are engraved into the armor plates of Reconstructed, bolstering their resistance to Necrotic and Void-based attacks.

New Unit:
>Bone Cluster: A collection of bone-chains form the majority of this Reconstructeds mass centered around a core of minorly telekinetic bone and metal. It uses the mass of bone-chains for locomotion, sometimes slithering across the ground or using them like a multitude of legs to leap or crawl, each bone-chain ending in a series of blades or hooks. Able to compress itself down it is able to crawl through tight spaces such as duct work or ventilation of ships. In battle it launches itself into a flurry of flailing and slashing limbs attempting to overwhelm its target under a merciless barrage. Can be used for battlefield surgery if desperate.

Coral Biomass Farm: Created by tampering slightly with the dietary needs of the rapid-reproducing microorganisms they can grow exponentially. The farms allow the production of biomass on aquatic worlds, requiring only a source of ocean water that is either built above ground with the water piped to it or constructed underwater in sealed off domes and tended to by amphibious Reconstructed.

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Back on the ride we go.

>>1073789
>So because I'm a lazy good-for-nothing
Aah, how easily I can relate

>>1073803
Exponentially you say?
Could we use it as an Eco weapon

>>1073749
Yes

>>1073749
Or it could just be that they sympathize with the only Sunsale caste that isn't a raging murder zealot. They are willing to experiment with all other classes and any species,but even guys like that can have dubious "standards"

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>>1073803
There was a time of momentary calm on Kanda as the opposing sides hunkered down and prepared for a siege. A blockade of Armada ships drift in orbit over the world, their shadows crossing across the barren plains scorched and ravaged by war. Osjiic forces in their factory-cities wait for the inevitable attack, the occasional bombardment launched from Crawlers or Battletombs raining down upon them. Drakes, Nails, and Gunships run patrols in the skies taking down any fighters or desperate shuttles attempting to flee the planet. Intercepted communications reveal that the Osjiic forces, despite their staggering losses, were still determined to fight as long as they could despite the lack of reinforcements from the Empire.

Muic had been hard at work, creating bulwarks and trenches out of the earth and stone for the Armada ground bases, but she found the work satisfying after being inactive for so long before the invasion. Leveled fields act as landing zones for carriers, dropships and corvettes to transport supplies and fresh troops to the surface. A cavern had been excavated by Devastators and the shells of Cauldrons being built in the darkness to help fuel the war-effort, piles of Osjiic and Reconstructed corpses waiting to be processed along with mountains of scrap and ruined vehicles.

Eiton had kept the two anti-orbital guns safe, squads of Disciple Voidknights stationed in each should the Osjiic attempt to reclaim them once more. The forces that had been attempting to do so before Jareth routed the Osjiic armies still on the plains surrounding their cities had been cut-off and overwhelmed by the tide of undead, many of them fighting to the death while others were subdued and captured. Small prison camps dotted the Armada bases, Osjiic troopers awaiting their turn to be ferried off-world to a new system. Many tried to fight back and escape but their wardens were dutiful in preventing their escape, Domination Shards reducing many to piles of twitching and retching bodies.

The B'Nan system was well underway of becoming a conquered territory, Armada ships lead by Agona running patrols through it. She wished she was on the ground with her sister Punisher but she dutifully kept her eyeless gaze upon the system to prevent those that would interfere or invade.

Eyegore systems let out the occasional alarm as probes and scout ships were sent into the system and Armada forces rapidly deploy to intercept.

Roll me 1d100 best of first three for dealing with the probes and scouts

>>1073715
>Blackscales have been dumping fliers onto this world even before we told them to not be dicks to the living.
That's sweet, they secretly do care and go to ridiculous lengths to cover up that fact by acting evil. It's like their edgy chuuni teenagers of the extended sunscale family, imitating the bad guys in their cousin's old comic books just to show how different they are while being about as fundamentally empathetic as them.

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>1073892

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>1073892

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1073892
If I had a nickel for every time I made a post juust after the QM asked for a roll.....

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>1073892

>>1073891
But what if it's not.
What if it's an ability we can get.
WHAT IF WE CAN BE KAWAII!
Fuckin Ya! We will have the most kawaii reconstructed pets ever!
Fuckin Ya!

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>>1073946
What makes you think we arn't already the cutest? Thats probably why Aka'tor betrayed us,not for power but because she couldent stand anyone being more adorable then her

>>1073946
Fliers are the puppie of the sunscale world

Throwing puppies in the cauldron gets us nothing but sad reconstructed.. And minimal amounts biomass

>>1073972
But then we can make better puppies.
They don't need to be alive
We can find one that died and take it

>>1073979
>They don't need to be alive
>We can find one that died and take it
Ethically harvested dead puppies are the cutest kind of dead puppy.

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>>1073892
Piercing Nails and other fast or long-ranged craft attempt to intercept the probes and small scout ships sent to investigate the situation in B'Nan moments after they were detected by gravity sensors. Many are intercepted and shot down but several manage to escape the system and their destruction once more.

Agona was annoyed as she relayed the information to Valresko but he just simply waved off the concern quoting a saying he had heard when he watched in on the Pirate talks with the Harbinger, "Spies and rumors are harder to contain than a plague."

His only warning is that the probes and ships were not just Osjiic. The Eyegores detected the energy signatures of void-drives, skip drives and even warp engines. Nails investigating the wrecks confirm that among the Osjiic probes there were also Ahkam and Confederate spycraft that came to observe.

>Osjiic, Ahkam, and Confederate probes and spies continue to appear in the B'Nan system observing the invasion but Armada forces are dutifully hunting them down when they appear

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>>1073985
Fuckin kek

Guess we wont be using any of our cool tricks right now. We should also minimize our usage of generals.

>>1074006
Well shit

>>1074006
You know what, this is acceptable. Our invasion of B'Nan was always going to be our big formal introduction to the instellar community, in the way only Jadyk could introduce himself.

>>1074006
Well shit
Can we have the deep rot hack into these drones and fuck there shit up?

>>1074089
Even if he could, they would get info soon anyway. Plus the Deep Rot is one of out trump cards:even if all of our generals and Jadyk are away, our home system's defenses can still be operated.

>>1074006
Speaking of spies, I think we should start thinking about beginning espionage efforts against our enemies. The ideal sort of agent for this sort of job would be some kind of body jacker that can infiltrate the very minds of those they compromise, like the parasites of HQQ. An agent capable of acting independently behind enemy lines by puppetering individuals to get what we need.

I think you can guess what I'm suggesting at here.

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>>1074006
Jor sat in a hovering chair as he looked over an array of screens briefing him on events he had not been able to participate in as he dealt with and recovered from the trial. His left hand flicks the holo-screens away when he was done, nodding in satisfaction as he watched clips of the invasion. A flicker of jealous went through him as he watched the Harbinger speaking to the Pirate Clans but he knew that he couldn't have done better than Jadyk himself. He blinked in surprise when the demi-Think Tank said that someone was attempted to communicate.

A holographic bust of the Voidsinger Commander flickers to life before him and the Osjiic bows his head respectfully, "Hello, Jor. I hear your trial was a success, although it looks like you cut yourself shaving," the Osjiic says in a friendly joking manner about the Necromancers injured and post-overdose state.

The human grins and laughs, "Yeah, shaving," he lifts up the stump of his arm, only waiting for his replacement limb to finish being Reconstructed, "By the way, don't let a Reconstructed handle such delicate manners. How are you, my friend?" There was a time not long ago, before the time of ancient undead and living myths, that he would've laughed at anyone that would suggest one of his closest confidants would be an Osjiic.

"Very well. I am sure you've been caught up on the Kanda invasion?" he asked and Jor noticed that the Voidsinger was armored for battle.

"Of course. It's all the Deep Rot is thinking or talking about," he says and leans back in the chair.

"Still strange that you can hear it in your head like that," the Commander says with a shrug, "The Legion is departing to assist with the siege of the cities in whatever way we can. Dominator Valresko's plans have so far outwitted the Empire and Ahkam and I'm confident he will make good use of the Legion," there was a sound of another voice distorted off screen and the Commander looks over and nods then back to Jor, "I just wished to see that you were well before I went into battle, First Necromancer. I look forward to meeting you again in Iti'a'Ropku," the void-touched alien says with a salute, fist thumping against his armored chest.

Jor lifted his stump to return the gesture only to laugh slightly and use his left hand, "Good luck, Commander. To Death and through it to Eternity. May the Wormstar and the Black Flame guide your hand," he says in old Wormtongue and the image flickers out.

>>1074108
We would need a good target. No energy users because they might fry it or something.We need an individual who would have an excuse to be updated on their respective faction's status. So we should make the unit that can swap hosts,get Eiton or Nekris to infiltrate a base of each faction and implant them on some important looking guy. Then we extract information on a better host and try to implant them.

>>1074109
The Armada is preparing its forces to lay siege to the two Osjiic factory-cities on Kanda. They have established bases outside both and are healing or replacing their injured Reconstructed. The Necrolyte Legion has mobilized and awaits their orders from Valresko, the Commander putting his faith in the solar undead's strategies and cunning.

How should the Armada commence their siege of the factory cities?
>Write-in please

>>1074125
Considering we are trying to save infrastructure and not biomass. Let's (finally) use the blue goo

>>1074125
>Use the Goo.

>>1074139
Now remember that all three cities, including the one taken by the abandoned Ahkam forces, have a large population of slaves of many races that toiled in their mines and factories and that they will be targeted by the Wasting Sludge as well

>>1074155
Use the goo one one city, the one with the least slaves.

>>1074155
>>1074158
Never mind (we need to use it sometimes my balls are a blue as the goo)

Let's just dig the ground out from under them, flood the city and save the slaves.
THEN USE THE GOO

>>1074149
>>1074125
Considering we are being watched by at least three other factions, one of which we dont have to immediately go to war with.that would be a bad idea. Thats not even counting the reaction of the Netu and the Armatocere.

I recommend sending stelth units with Eiton and/or Nekris to free them to the extent that when the fighting starts,they can attack their rear. Also find weapons and armor to equip them with if possible.

>>1074125
Wait. This is Akham. What is the one thing that makes Akham forces give up?
Seeing there snakes dead
All we need to do is sneak in and kill the snek. Then show the snek to them

>>1074191
Or we can have the big old snek we have show up and tell them that we are there God now

>>1074155
Let's bit hit what might be considered innocents seeing as the worlds as watching

Offer them the chance to surrender like open communications and ask if they would be willing to surrender and if they say no we respond with "you have fought well and with great honour but we do not wish you to pointlessly throw your lives away, how ever considering your superiors habit of shooting those who wish to surrender simply throw down your guns as we approach and place your hands above your heads you shall be spared all others will be shown no mercy and no quarter" then lunch a full invasion orbital bombardment to soften the walls up while devastates dig below, once the walls are hit by our ground forces have the underground assault rise in the middle to cause havoc and assist reclaiming the walls

Subdue power stations or void generators first to stop them making them go critical

>>1074168
I like this plan. Send the Predators with some Necrolyte help to help spread the word that the Armada is there to rescue them and to instigate a slave revolt

>>1074119
I was actually referring to Necroworms.

>>1074211
They would be the best option i think for a puppeteer unit like what you're suggesting

>>1074205
I'm goin to support this, lets hold the goo while literally half the sector is watching on.

>>1074225
Using the goo would be a political nightmare and damage our meeting with te netu if they hear of us offering this we conquer fair chance to live they will be more willing to believe we aren't monsters in benevolent clothing

>>1074209
You don't need a slave revolt if the head snake is dead.
The Akham has always stopes fighting when the head snake dies

>>1074250
Once we subdue the osjiic we just rock up and announce that the head snake is now your pet the planet is ours and if they surrender we will accept it how ever if they fight we will show them no mercy

>>1074125
Some of the options suggested so far:
>Soften up resistance with the Wasting Sludge (blue goo)

>Send Predators (possibly with Necrolytes) to incite the slaves to rebellion

>Offer chance of surrender to those willing

>Weaken walls with orbital bombardment and have Devastators tunnel into the city centers

Any other suggestions or plans? As it's been pointed out, several of the largest factions in the sector know of the invasion and are observing the best they can.

>>1074312
Everything except Wasting Sludge.

>>1074312

>Send Predators (possibly with Necrolytes) to incite the slaves to rebellion

>Offer chance of surrender to those willing

>Weaken walls with orbital bombardment and have Devastators tunnel into the city centers

>>1074328
This and call the emperor a bitch

>>1074341
Not a bitch
Our bitch

>>1074312
Everything but the goo at this point

Try to play this off as a benevolent thing like "too many times the osjiic have invaded our territory so if destroying their fleets is not enough of a message we will begin taking it's territory in reparations for it's impudent actions

>>1074341
>>1074380
Might as well roll a 1d1 for the diplomacy roll at that point.

>>1074401
Make it sound less like "unexpected undead attack" and more a "this guy won't stop touching our stuff so I'm going to make him unable to touch my stuff by removing his hand" kind of deal

Gotta sell that political image amirite

>>1074407
Are we friends yet?

Osjiic: this fucking guy

>>1074380
Im actually kind of curious about the Emperor.Considering he apparently won his throne during a succession crisis,plus the Osjic culture,he would be a very strong opponent.I would hesitate to send any of our heroes to fight him for instance. I put him up their with the Akham's High Matiarch as a person to not personally piss of until we are stronger.

>>1074312
Can we launch Chitin Choir statues into the cities? Maybe have a Harbinger unit show up to do the proclamation?

>>1074429
He does wear armour made from Ghuls remains if I remember correctly that alone should be enough to give us pause

As for the invasion I suggest we have te chitin quoir join us for the broadcast and ten use them heavily during the sieges, gotta have our battle sound track

Also grave so we automatically have the rune armor added to all new undead?

Rolled 1 (1d1)

>>1074407
Yo emperor's a bitch

>>1074312
>>Send Predators (possibly with Necrolytes) to incite the slaves to rebellion
>>Offer chance of surrender to those willing
>>Weaken walls with orbital bombardment and have Devastators tunnel into the city centers

>>1074438
Both are feasible yes. The Choir could either be launched by Crawler cannon or dropped into town by gunships or coffins. Could probably even build them into Drop Pods eventually. A Harbinger could be created quickly with a ship Cauldron

>>1074429
From what you've gathered from captured Osjiic and the Deathshead, the Emperor ascended the throne when Estkri, who became Agona, turned it down and threw her support behind him. Rumors say he also has armor and weaponry made from Ghul's armor and corpse

>>1074407
Diplomacy with the Osijic was never an option.

Seriously these guys go aggro on everybody.

>>1074456
>Also grave so we automatically have the rune armor added to all new undead?
Yup and all units can be upgraded with it with a quick dip in a Cauldron or carved by other units

>>1074438
>>1074456
Remember we are being watched.Lets not whip out anything we haven't already.
>>1074462
In other words he would probably beat the bujesus out of us.Best to avoid.

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>>1074312
Looks like:
>Send Predators (possibly with Necrolytes) to incite the slaves to rebellion
>Offer chance of surrender to those willing
>Weaken walls with orbital bombardment and have Devastators tunnel into the city centers

Roll me 2d100 best of first three for sending Eiton and Nekris (who has recovered by now) to sneak in and stir up the slave populations

Do you wish to send Necrolytes with them?
>Y/N

Do you wish to launch Chitin Choir statues into the cities?
>Y/N

Rolled 94, 73 = 167 (2d100)

>>1074551
>y
>y

Rolled 24, 73 = 97 (2d100)

>>1074551
>y
>y

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1074551
>y
>n
Im fine with sending the necrolytes since they will mostly be used for a stealth mission and help at the end. Id rather save the Choir to tip an important battle instead of using it to end things quicker.

Rolled 23, 25 = 48 (2d100)

>>1074574
woops

>>1074551
>>Y
>>N
I like the idea of saving the statues for when we don't have an audience.

>>1074551
>Do you wish to send Necrolytes with them?
>>Y
>Do you wish to launch Chitin Choir statues into the cities?
>>Y

>>1074551
>Y
>N

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>>1074551
Eiton departs from the anti-orbital cannon compound, leaving it in the hands of the Voidknight Disciples to protect it, and joins the newly arrived Nekris and Voidsinger Commander. They speak with each other and a holographic projection of Valresko, planning their next steps over displays showing the cities.

Soon Nekris and Eiton depart once more in cloaked Coffins with cargoes of stealth Reconstructed such as Shadows and Looms along with a handful of Necrolyte Legionnaires each. The living were mostly Osjiic wearing armor looted from the dead while others where mainly human and vorh dressed as slaves in heavy industrial outfits taken from the slaves that worked on the orbital guns that helped hide their weapons and armor.

The Armada forces hunker down in their bases, walls of bone and metal being thrown up to form small fortresses surrounding the Osjiic cities, and they wait for the time to move into battle once more.

>>1074648
Are we going the Roman(?) Way and build a wall to siege their wall?

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>>1074668
There are definitely worse historic armies an undead could seek to emulate.

>>1074756
5 thousand tons of biomass says one of these days we have our very own Teutoburg Forest and we will be Varus

>>1074770
>From that day on some swore they heard the Emperor mutter in his sleep "Jadyk, give me back my Legions."

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>>1074648
On the bustling world of Veraga Prime, the cities never slept. There was always some kind of industry or work being done even in the darkest hours. Buddy Eigha, and Clud discovered this as they stood in a dim room of some warehouse near the docking pylon the Wick was stationed at. Before them sat a pair of Netu at a table that held several bundles of both kelp products they'd brought to the busy Confederate world. One of them held the stem of a long pipe and inhaled the smoke of the narcotikelp through one spiracle at the base of their neck and lets it issue like a jet of steam from the other, nodding in satisfaction at the tingling buzz that started to creep through them. The other was silently eating a bowl of diced Drop Kelp mixed into some kind of soup mixed with some unknown meat, nodding as well. The smoking netu offers the pipe to the other who shakes their head and continues their silent meal.

Buddy glances at his companions and the Cartel goons standing in the corners of the room, their own Necrolyte protectors forced to wait outside, then back to the pair. He tried to smile but his nervousness was plain on his face, "So I take it you like the supply?" he asked and his smile faded in the silence.

Finally Clud spoke up, speaking the language of the netu clans, "As you can see, our products are of quality. Our benefactor is ready to begin immediate shipping of both whenever you get the results back from the streets," he looks at the one finishing up their meal, "Just between us the Drop Kelp has been developed using stolen Armatocere techniques and if given time it could even rake in profits greater than the Narcotikelp with just the revenue gained through more...legal means."

The other two glance at him in disapproval for letting the connection to the Armatocere be known, even though the kelp truly was unique to Horizon's Drop without Armatocere tampering but the two Netu glance at each outher then lean forward, pushing the empty bowl aside, "Quite a boast indeed," they motion to the packages on the table, "Your products are indeed impressive. Our techboys studied both and beyond a little bit of entropic taint in the narcotikelp, it's lower than what you find in Lessek Dust or Dreamshit, we see nothing in it that would kill our customers. The Drop Kelp is quite delicious and surprisingly nutritious as well," they lean back in their chair and look at the three before them.

The other Netu speaks between puffing on the slender pipe, "The Wraithborn Cartel welcomes your business. We've already got initial reports in from the dens and markets we've distributed the supply to and both are selling well. Drugs always sell well but the Drop Kelp was a surprise. A little bit of vegetation to spice up a diet is very welcome on worlds such as this. If your "benefactor" can supply as much as you say, we should all become quite wealthy."

>cont

>>1074456
What better reason to kill him, and either Reforge the armour for Lor'gul or Intern it in a tomb to remember our old friend

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Buddy smiles in relief, "That is good news. We can start bringing in more immediately if the Cartel wants. As of now we only have our one ship to smuggle it in but I'm sure-"

The smoking netu holds up a hand to cut him off, "Upon your return with the next shipment the Cartel will provide assistance in that regard. Either we will get you more ships or a larger one," they take a long draw from the pipe then continue, "In time we may even be able to get you a trade route to bring in the kelps, smuggling the narcotikelp among the Drop. You made a wise decision to seek out the Wraithborn. With out help these crops will spread to other worlds and systems and we will all be very, very wealthy," they draw out the word with obvious pleasure.

Buddy makes to speak again but the other netu waves and cuts him off, "You can go now. Give the rest of your supply to us and then you can return to whereever it is you grow this stuff."

The three of them give short bows and are then lead out of the room and warehouse. Climbing into an airspeeder they'd purchased they begin to head back to the docking pylon and their ship. Buddy lets out a laugh and looks at the others, "That went as well as hoped."

Eigha nods but looks at Clud, "I certainly hope that crack about the Armatocere tampering won't come back to bite us, Clud. Can you imagine how Jadyk will react?"

The netu shrugged and started to speak but Jadyk's voice emanating from the demi-Think Tank that was never far from them cuts him off, making him jump in surprise, "I think that went rather well. Good job, you three. Return home, a new batch is awaiting you. You have made me proud," you say before turning your attention away from them and the reconstructed drone goes silent.

Eigha sighs and rubs a hand across her face, "I hate when he does that..."

>>1074872
Have we offered any of our narcotikelp to our Tyrre subjects yet? Because holy shit if there was ever a species that needed a potent peace pipe, it would be the Tyrre.

>>1074926
Actually yes you have. They quite enjoy partaking after they fight in the arena as a cooldown. Many of them say it's the most peaceful they've ever slept since on their homeworld even sleeping they had be constantly aware of potential danger. Their homeworld is pretty much a very active Deathworld

>>1074902
If Jaydk doesn't spoop at least one person a day he isn't doing his duty as a spooky scary skeleton

>>1074945
Good.I like that we have walking blenders,but giving berserkers some down time is overall beneficial.

>>1074902
Anyone else think it's going to be hilarious when we have to give up selling necrokelp because it not as financially beneficial as focusing purely on drop kelp

>>1074902
Buddy you fucking fool!
Why did you have to talk about the plant people?
They will think 'what is the one faction that has access to that tech'
They will figure out we make the kelp

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Your mind slots into the Harbinger and the Reconstructed shudders slightly where it stood in the middle of the room set aside for it and the Arc Trolls. Laran gives a small yelp of surprise and jumps back from where she'd been trying to see if the Harbinger was still active. She lets out a nervous laugh and smooths the loose clothing she wore that was quite similar to the uniforms worn by pirates on their ships, the loose fabric tight around neck, wrist and ankle to keep the clothing from drifting in the low gravity of space travel.

You nod to the human in greeting and she gives a bow in return before speaking, "Sorry about that, I wasn't sure if you were...there. They finished their deliberations and are ready to speak to you again."

"Of course," you say simply and follow her back to the large audience hall. The crowd had returned and they go mostly silent as you drift into the room and regain your spot floating over the small fighting pit at the center.

The Captains and Lords were once more standing on the platform and Dagger Lord Erex leans forward, "I hope we did not keep you waiting too long, Harbinger. Or is it Jadyk?" they ask casually

"It is Jadyk that speaks to you now. Have you decided to accept or refuse my offer?" you ask simply in return making Erex give a small laugh.

Shield Lord Travana places a hand on Captain Gilken to hold them back from speaking and steps forward, "We three Clans have heard the offer you have placed before us and debated it. One thing you must understand, Lord Jadyk. Our Clans are not ruled by us Lords or Captains. We are merely the figureheads of our people. We are not dictators or kings. Our people and our way of life is democratic. After your speech we asked our kin and crew for their vote and they voted," they lift a hand out to motion to the silent crowd gathered above them, "By the voices of these three clans, we accept your offer. The Shield, Dagger, and Spear clans will come to your world to see it for ourselves," they glance at the surly kesh, "We will see if your claims of having no slaves is true."

>cont

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Spear Lord Naran steps forward, the elderly netu plainly only able to stand with mechanized assistance from their armor, "These...reality anchor beacons you have given us the knowledge for, we lack the means to create these crystals that they rely on," they begin to say more but you lift a hand

"The Armada will freely produce them for you. When the Armatocere gave us this technology it was with the intent that all peoples can someday live free of the fear of Wraith attacks," there was a murmuring in the crowd at the news the technology originated from the Armatocere, "Send your ships to Horizon's Drop and we will give you what you need."

Captain Troma is the next to speak, "Will you abide by the slave-debt and allow those Daggers you've captured to return to us when their time is complete?"

You gesture to the crowd of pirates you had already released from their debt, "I have already demonstrated as much. If you so wish, when you come to my home you can ask those living there if returning home early is what they wish. I respect the slave-debt and it's rules but I am no tyrant," you look up to the captains and lords, "So it is decided. The Pirate Clans and their people will be safe while within New Necrotic Armada territory. I, Lich-Lord Jadyk, swear by the fires of the Wormstar and the hearts of my people that the Clans have my personal support and friendship for as long as you accept it and do not bring conflict or war to me or my people."

The three clan lords look to each other before the three netu give respectful bows, mimicked shortly after by their captains, "We of the Clans, descendants of the Ravenings survivors, accept," the lords say together. Captain Gilken seems reluctant at first but eventually gives a short curt bow.

>The Dagger, Spear, and Shield Clans have accepted Jadyk's offer of peace
>They will begin to visit Horizon's Drop to bring trade and witness the way of life you have built for the living
>The Armada pledges to offer sanctuary and protection to the Clans while they are within Armada territory

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>>1075258
The netu are coming over? They can get to know the Armatocere better!You know what this means?SLUMBER PARTY!

>>1075282
Arona vs Muir.

Who wins in a pillow fight?

>>1075309
The audience watching

>>1075309
*Agona

>>1075309
Remember when we made jokes about her calling us daddy

>>1075347
Yeah...jokes...

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>>1075258
It's interesting that the delegation specified that the clans are actually leaderless and they hold no official capacity to order them about. It wouldn't surprise me if Gilken and other pirates are planning on using this loophole to attempt secretive raids on us for intel and ships. Not that this is necessarily a big problem for us and our diplomatic efforts. We can afford to lose the odd ship if we catch and 'recruit' most of those stupid enough to try and ambush a faction whose ships are all telepathically connected.

Besides, this capability to legally raid factions the pirates have agreements with is one of the main reasons I've always wanted to ally with them. If we have them around we can pull direct action stunts on the Confederacy without starting wars of mutually assured destruction with them.

>>1075452
We don't want to use that to much. The netu would make excellent go-betweens so we cant blatantly use them as privateers.

>>1075387
What's wrong with our magma hot daughter calling us daddy? And doing rather suggestive things with her mace

>>1075506
And lets not forget are spear.Are very malleable spear

>>1075506
Imagine her in bubble gum pink panties with the words daddy's girl on the ass as she posses mid brutal kill for the camera.
The tyrre have found there perfect porn

>>1075543
>>1075539
>>1075506
Us and all the generals relaxing in a cauldron hot tub gang bang

Better hurry Grave.If we cant read about on kind of bone then we are just gonna have to write about another kind.

>>1075585
>jor's new arm has some unexpected attachments
>he can't find the switch to turn the vibrator off
>surprisingly it helps his necromancy

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Night began to fall over Kanda, the sky illuminated only by the occasional streak of a missile or kinetic round being traded between the cities and the Armada forces. Stealth cloaked Coffins silently and very slowly descend from high altitudes into the cities, those living aboard nervously glancing around or holding their breath while the undead stand silently around them.

Nekris looks to the Necrolyte officer he stood with, an Osjiic woman who was once a shieldbearer on Estkri's ship and witness to the duel she had fought with Jadyk and Lorgul so long ago, "Nervous?" he asks softly while gently flexing the claws of his new hands.

The Osjiic gave a small start and looked at the undead general. She gives a short nod, "Didn't think I'd ever come back to an Imperial planet, let alone as a saboteur," she lets out a short laugh and shrugs, the heavy shield taken from a dead soldier strapped to her arm, "But it is my duty and honor to serve the Legion and Armada."

Nekris tilts his head in an almost avian manner, "You do not have to lie to keep face. I hold no judgement, knowing your people have been forced into this."

Her laugh was louder this time, drawing the attention of the other Necrolytes with them, "Why would I lie? Even before I became a Necrolyte I knew the Empire was broken and stagnant. That I would only ever be a soldier. The Empire knows only war. With the Armada and Legion, I have found a new purpose and it is one I chose. I would follow the Commander and my new allies to Death and beyond it."

"To Eternity," Nekris says, completing the phrase in a quiet voice.

The Osjiic nods, "To Death and beyond it to Eternity, yes. Heh, that's good. I'll have to tell the other Legionnaires that." Nekris just nods in return as they draw nearer to the rooftops below. He wondered just how many of the living that slept under the Dreamstone obelisks were beginning to remember phrases and images from a time before the resurrection of the Armada.

Pushing the thoughts aside he orders those gathered to prepare. Osjiic soldiers wearing jump-packs awaited by the cargo bay doors, those dressed as slaves letting the amorphous Looms wrap their limbs around them like strange organic backpacks. Gargoyles let go of the sides of the Coffins and drift down to the city below and after a few moments they send all clear signals and the Coffin doors slide open.

In the deepening darkness of dusk the undead and living saboteurs jump or drop from the Coffins, seeming to appear out of thin air as they pass through the cloak fields to fall a short distance to rooftops or back alleys. The undead's mimetic flesh ripple with waves of dark colors, their forms difficult to discern even for the living that knew they were there. Taking a moment to gather and orient themselves the departed into the cities while the Coffins find quiet corners to park themselves and wait.

>cont

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As the living and undead moved through the cities Devastators toil, carving out tunnels leading from their bases toward the cities themselves. While not as effective at creating sturdy tunnels like the Entropic Excavators they were nonetheless able to quickly create passages that would allow the undead to emerge within the city proper. Yet as they neared the city limits they started to detect passages and clearings through the stone, likely mines and other underground facilities.

The Predators and the Reconstructed stuck to the shadows and rooftops following their living charges. Those dressed as slaves guided and guarded by the Osjiic necrolytes. Several times they had to wait for platoons to rush by on some errand. Once an officer began berating the Osjiic after trying to get them to join their squad but the necrolyte officer that Nekris had spoken to managed to defuse the situation by saying they had orders from another commander that needed to be fulfilled.

In time they began to spot larger groups of the slaves gathered together not working on tasks but they began to disperse as the Osjiic approached. Those dressed as slaves instead went ahead and began to speak to them.

Roll me 1d100 best of first three please

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Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>1075641

Rolled 95 (1d100)

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Rolled 12 (1d100)

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>>1075543
It's already been done (sort of)

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>>1075680

No HQQ tomorrow, right?

>>1075658
>Agona making high impact sexual violence porn for the tyrre
>always screams daddy when she hits the sweet spot

>>1075680
So happy right now.

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>>1075743
I never thought I'd say it but I hope not. I really don't want QD to put any undue stress on his sole(?) heart.

>>1075745
Anon you really need to turn down your porno-vision.

>>1075794
It can't go any lower.

>>1075794
No Agona is the perfect candidate for a goddess of murder fucking for the tyrre

>>1075641
The disguised Necrolytes began to approach groups of slaves through the city and started to speak in conspiratorial tones about how this invasion would be the death of them if they stayed in the cities. They were mostly met with agreement but a sense of fatalistic resignation saying that if they tried to leave they would be killed anyways. At first they were met with resistance but as shelling from the Armada began to increase against the walls of the city, the rumbling booms echoing over the cities they began to listen more intently before their groups were dispersed by authentic Osjiic soldiers or the Necrolytes acting the part.

Gargoyles and Shadows trail the slaves and watch as the words of escape and revolt began to spread like a disease. Nekris and Eiton both were impressed at how the Necrolytes set their words to action, talking of how the true strength of the cities were the slaves and that without them Kanda was worthless to the Osjiic. There were murmurs among the indentured that this could be their first true chance at freedom, many of them saying that this attacker was certainly a better option than staying the property of the Osjiic even though they knew almost nothing about the nature of the invaders. Stories told by the Necrolytes speak of how these new invaders had launched into battle against both the Osjiic and Ahkam fleets, driving the serpents out of the system and pushing the Osjiic all the way back to Kanda and then even further, taking control of the anti-orbital guns and making them go silent when they had fired almost non-stop since the Ahkam invasion.

As the Necrolytes worked Eiton and Nekris observed the cities, each marking down targets for sabotage, bombardment, or assault. Void reactors became a priority along with barracks and command centers. Shadows and Looms started to spread through the city under the watchful gazes of the Gargoyles flying above or hidden among the buildings. The stealthy undead hide in small corners or alcoves and wait for the command to attack.

>cont

>>1076110
Alarms and klaxons started to blare out their alarms as a pair of Battleships descends through the sky, their bellies glowing with reentry in the evening darkness but they halt their descent above the the factory cities. A rumble of thunderous sound erupts from the massive ships and Valresko's voice booms out

Attention soldiers and slaves of the Osjiic Empire-State. We have come to claim this world and system as our own in retaliation for the crimes the Osjiic Emperor and his soldiers have committed against the people of this sector. Your fleets are shattered and captured, your armies routed and broken. The Ahkam wisely fled when they can after Vle'Karak the Terror of a dozen star systems fell at our hands. Surrender is your own true hope of survival. Continue to resist and death will come swiftly for all who oppose us. Turn free your slaves, lay down your weapons, leave your cities and you will be shown mercy. If you ignore this warning you shall learn what fear and despair truly is. You have an hour to comply.

The city erupts into chaos then, soldiers running frantically to and fro, slaves beginning to gather in clusters and speak rapidly among themselves before being dispersed by squads of Osjiic with shields and stun-maces but the words of dissent began to spread. Necrolytes started to suggest open revolt, their words no longer shot down but encouraged.

Nekris stood at the top of a building looking down at the city as he opened himself up to the chorus of fear and panic that welled up threatening to buck the control that the Osjiic desperately tried to maintain. He spread his arms out, feeling as if he was being buoyed up by the roiling emotions of the living below him.

Eiton sat on the edge of a building, gently petting the spine of a Gargoyle curled up on his lap as he patiently waited for his time to act. Despite his calm exterior he was buzzing with excitement, Arc light flickering faintly in his large singular eye.

Chaos was coming to Kanda, the Predators and loyal Necrolyte Legionnaires sowing the seeds of rebellion among those enslaved.

>>1076119
God damn this campaign has been just so awesome

>>1076119
We are fuckin ya great

>>1076298
>fuckin ya great
A level of true greatness beyond all but kelp-mad liches.

>>1076119
We could start Airdropping Undead into Open parts of the city to help distract from the slaves right?

>>1076119
"Hey! That hurt!" Jor grunted indignantly as the medical Reconstructed adjusts the connection of his new arm and his nerves. The large eye of the Reconstructed glances at his face for a moment then turned impassively back to attaching the limb.

Jor sighed as he lay in the medical chair once more, a demi-Think Tank projecting several screens for him. One showed events on Kanda and he had to admit he was agreeing with Jadyk's decision to put Valresko in charge of the invasion, the title of Dominator befitting the Solar-Necrotic paradox. The other showed footage of a duel in Iti'a'Ropku's colosseum where a netu fought with an epikor, each using stun-maces and hardlight shields to settle some dispute he didn't bother to pay attention to.

The screens suddenly flicker out and he was about to shout at the construct when your image appears before him instead. He blinks in surprise and bows his head, "Lord Jadyk," he says in greeting.

"Jor. Enjoying the show that the Armada is putting on in Kanda?" you ask casually

"Definitely entertaining. Valresko and the others are certainly living up to your expectations," he lets out a laugh when he realized the small joke he'd accidentally set up but hisses in pain as the medical construct finishes the final attachments of his new arm, completing the seal between reconstructed bone and human flesh with a strip of cloned skin to keep it free of infection until the limb joined completely.

Jor sits up and experimentally tests out his new arm, slowly lifting it and extending it then flexing the articulate fingers. It was a fine piece of design and craftmanship, the Necromancer siblings designing the limb to function just as a humans would, five fingered with retractable talons. It would easily be hidden under the sleeves of his armored robes and glove for when he had to appear at least mostly human when he went out as the Ambassador of the Armada once more. Yet it was more than just a simple prosthetic, the forearm hiding a sting whip and a hardlight shield projector much like the one he had in his armor before.

"It is quite befitting for you Jor," you say and he looks up from testing out the retractable claws, "I'll make sure to give my compliments to the Siblings. How are you feeling?"

Jor rolls his shoulder with the new arm, testing its weight as he stood from the table. He was bare to the waist and you could tell he was quickly recovering from his trial, his flesh regaining is rich dark color from the sickly ashy gray it had only the day before, the burst vessels around his eyes healing slowly but there would always be intense scars around them.

He nods slowly and stretches both arms out with a small grunt, "A lot better. Thank you Lord Jadyk. I'll have to thank them as well," he looked to the Medical Reconstructed that cleaned up the remains of the reattachment surgery, "Thank you too," he says with grin and the construct just glances his way and continues its work. Jor laughs.

>cont

>>1076442
He turns to your image, "How goes the talks with the Pirates?" he asks as a Talon approaches carrying a new set of armor and clothing for the man.

You nod and a screen goes up, showing how the ship that carried the Harbinger was making ready to leave the Pequann and the Myrshyn system but it was not alone, flanked by two Clanships and a collection of smaller sub-capitols of various make prepping to follow the Necrotic ship. Jor lifts his eyebrows in surprise as he pulls a shirt over his head, quickly growing used to his replacement arm, "That well huh?"

Laughing your image nods, "They are coming to see Iti'a'Ropku for themselves. Those Daggers we sent back were quite helpful in convincing them of our good intentions. Captain Troma actually asked if you would be there and I said quite possibly if you're feeling up to dealing with them. Sapling Slrrt also was asking about your well-being," you pause then continue, "Many people were actually asking about you. I can hear your name spoken across the city, from the Stonestar below to the ructu to the Legionnaires still in the city. I am actually quite impressed Jor."

He looks at your image incredulously as the Talon helps buckle his armor to his chest, "Over?" he asked suspiciously.

"I remember, not long ago, how you felt despised by the colonists of Horizon's Drop. How you huddled in fear as Talons watched over you," he grimaces at the memories but you continue, "I have seen you grow from a timid mine operator to one of my most trusted underlings. The New Necrotic Armada would not be what it is today without your help and for that I am eternally grateful beyond what I feel for your help setting me free. It is through your influence and actions that the living trust me."

Jor watches your image at a loss for words so you continue, "That is why I have come to the decision that should I ever truly fall and meet my true death, that leadership of the Armada will fall to you," you get a small sense of cruel enjoyment at how he paled at the news, "You have proven yourself capable but fear not, you would not be alone. The Deep Rot knows to trust you more anyone in the Armada, the Think Tanks loyal to you. You will guide the Armada alongside the first of my Orders, Lorgul, Nekris, Agona, Valresko and your friend the Voidsinger Commander. I have complete faith in you, Jor."

He stood there in shocked silence before he moved to kneel before you, bowing his head. He struggled for words for a moment, then in old Wormtongue says, "I am honored by your faith in me, Lord Jadyk. I swear I will do my best to uphold and protect the Armada. By the fires of the Wormstar and power Necrotic I swear my life to you, to Death and through it to Eternity."

Jor stands before you once more and you nod, "Fear not, my friend. I have no intention of ever meeting my true death. You are not free of me just yet," you say with a laugh and he grins in return, "Return home soon. Your city awaits you."

>>1076445
The chills and goosebumps.

>>1076445
I love seeing them interact in such a caring and friendly way. It makes me zo happy. You are a fantastic storyteller Grave.

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>>1076545
It's just so damn satisfying seeing the way Jadyk and Jor deal with one another has shifted over the course of the quest, isn't it?

So Jor has a staff showing that he is a necromancer, But what is his badge of office for being the Armada's first necromancer? since it is both a title and rank.
Personally i suggest a necklace made out of necrotic crystal, Carved into the symbol of the wormstar, Which also serves the utility of serving as a necrotic battery, There is an idea to make the Reaver staves safer actually, If they had a necrotic crystal built into one of the ends to Draw off excess energy, that might help prevent necrotic overdose

>>1076587
Whoses the chick?

>>1076594
The first Talon we made.

Jadyk was pretty rusty.

>>1076632
M8, if we can make talons like that I wouldn't exactly call it 'rusty'.

>>1076445
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvdwIwa0W30
Dissent has started to spread among the slave populations of the two Osjiic held factory-cities. The embers of anarchy being stoked by the skillful efforts of your loyal Necrolytes that may become full-blown fires of revolution. Weapon caches are being unloaded from the cloaked Coffins, the crates too conspicuous to be distributed to the slave population just yet but the Necrolytes spread word of areas where the others could find assistance and like-minded revolutionaries. Several groups of slaves have already attempted to flee from the cities but have never been able to escape beyond the city walls, either captured or gunned down. Each death as only served to increase the discontent by those forced to stay within the city limits.

To everyone's surprise a small cluster of osjiic managed to escape from the city on a high speed hover transport. The fact it lacked weaponry and was open-air was clear it was not a military vehicle. When they managed to make it past the no-mans land avoiding the weaponsfire of their own city to the Armada fortifications it was discovered that the eleven osjiic were not soldiers but rather engineers and weapons designers. A brief interrogation assisted with pheromne influence revealed they were actually prisoners of the Empire, former loyalists to the current Emperors opponent in his bid for the throne. They were forced to escape after the Valresko's proclamation when the high command of the city ordered them executed. They only survived because they turned prototype weapons on their would-be executioners and came to the Armada out of a slim hope of survival.

Devastators continue to burrow their way to the cities underground but the earth is honeycombed with mines and tunnels of the Osjiics design. It is unknown what awaits the Reconstructed down in the dark but the tunnels would be a valuable asset in taking the cities.

Ships moved into position in the outer atmosphere, their spinal cannons aiming for the walls of the city as the timer counted down. Reconstructed on the ground grew tense, their crude voices croaking out in massed chants, simple versions of the Wormstar hymns that the Choirs of Horizon's Drop sang, stamping their feet, weapons and shields against the ground. The sound carried out across the plains and the unfortunate wound Osjiic left behind to die slowly in the trenches shudder from more than just the chill of blood-loss, fear running rampant through them.

The Necrolyte Legionnaires made last second preparations, checking their armors and ammo. Pilot Necrolytes lift themselves up into the cockpits of the Heavy Exosuits, the wearable Reconstructed coming to life as they linked. They stood and took several steps forward, the ground cracking under their clawed feet while they checked weapons and spoke with the artificial mind of the armored exosuit.

>cont

>>1076659
The Necrolyte Commander kneels in a small tent among the row that had been set up for the Necrolytes, the intricately carved shard of Jadyk's armor that had once been embedded in his flesh held tight in his hand. He meditated in something like prayer, voidlight rippling across his body. His armored chest plate was flipped open to reveal the large core of void-flame the sat like a gruesome heart behind his exposed ribcage, the flame pulsing where it had replaced much of his upper body that continued to exist in some bizarre fashion.

Voidsingers were the Quasidead, not quite like Necromancers that lived through the power Necrotic, their bodies warping in time to suit the bizarre needs of the energy. Their power consumed them, slowly and mercilessly, their life both fuel to and fueled by the Voidflame stolen from Ghuls corpse. This was the fate of every nameless Voidsinger, their body reduced to ash and bone and flame, the forces of gravity and pressure a mighty gift for steep a price. Some escaped total incineration, granted full undead to become a Deathshead Guardian and granted a name.

The Commander hoped to escape his fate some other way and he knew the Legion and the Armada where his only chance. He had been a tool for the Osjiic Empire for his whole life, selected from childhood after it discovered he was a natural fit as the Voidflames host. He had resigned himself to his apathetic death, knowing he would never become a Deathshead while serving in a scout fleet, the honor of battle denied him. Then he had been wrenched from that fate by Jadyk. At first forced to serve the undead he had taken to obeying him out of an apathetic depression. Yet as he spent more time with the growing Armada, watching how it grew and began to change, eventually learning to see Jor as a friend in time, he began to find hope again.

With the Armada he knew he finally had a chance. A chance to take his fate into his own hands and shape it with the Armada's help. Even after the domination shard fell free of his flesh he served loyally. For once he began to find a faith, a faith in the might of Jadyk, of the Armada and the faith he held in the other prisoners that became his Legionnaires, siblings-in-arms fighting for a new empire he was helping build.

Now was his chance to prove himself once more to Jadyk. To prove his worthiness to the Armada and his friends in the Legion. He would shape his own fate and bring glory to the Armada.

He resealed his armor and made last checks of his own gear, tucking the shard away into a slot of his helm where he could keep it safe. He stepped out of his tent to join his officers and prepare for the upcoming battles.

>>1076661
It is beginning to occur to me that the original domination shards we carved out of our own armor are probably going to be viewed as something like holy relics to our mortal followers over time.

>>1076687
I wonder how many original armor shards there are... It probably wouldn't be too difficult to figure it out actually...

>>1076687
>>1076694
I'd have to go through the thread and count how many people were enslaved up till he point the Domination Spikes were developed. Which I think was when Jadyk took over the Colony on Horizon's Drop. Either that or when they captured the Dagger base on the moon

>>1076694
Nine. One for each of the miners, and two went to the Voidsinger commander, and the commander of the Osjiic that came to seize Jor's Mine

>>1076700
If thats the case then that's a very nice number.

>>1076661
We shall continue tomorrow/later today with the rest of the invasion plans.

Did anyone have any suggestions or plans for the attack they wanted to put forward?

>>1076700
Buddy would be one of the originals too if that's true.

Thread is archived. I hope folks had fun, I know I did writing it.

Sorry my post rates have fallen since coming to /qst/ but the slowness of the board helps offset that.

>>1076745
He is

>>1076745
As an opening play. Start Blaring the undead chanting a hymn, and their marching beat through loadspeakers surrounding the cities on all sides with a wall of Rasping Gregorian chanting, which will hopefully demoralize the enemy, On the final note of the Hymn Fire every single artillery piece we have surrounding the city at the exact same time aiming for targets of opportunity, Powerplants, hardpoints like Triple A, the areas around the wall to reduce any killzones they could have set up. start
Have some Devastators try to go straight through the walls, hopefully this will distract them from the ones we have tunneling into the mines, Airdropping Undead into Open parts of the city They have to have them be it landing pads factory roofs or even Highways, Have them gun down anything that does not try to surrender, While the Chaos is happening up above and with some devastators Making a Feint at the wall itself, we can have the others already underground, breakthrough into the mines, where We can Funnel in as many reinforcements as we need, We will engulf the bastards from all directions, And if that is not enough, They will die with the Rasping Rhythmic chanting praising our god ringing through their ears. they shall know true primal fear.

>>1076801
We can have the battleships above the City start Bombarding areas in the city center then start firing drop pods down into the Rubble that is left, Naturally we should be broadcasting this to Horizons drop, let the citizens watch as another world Joins the fold. Although i am more inclined to Build more cities on Horizons drop, Take the slave populations from these cities and recolonize them there, Then we can simply Raze the Osijiic cities to the ground And build our own beautiful ones

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>>1076745
have some commanders suddenly disappearand amd have the infiltrators begin sabotage mission target: powerplants, supply depot, and armoury that'll demoralise them.
First move our troops into the tunnel that will be our way in. Amass the troops facing the wall make the defender think that the wall is our target once the deadline is up have the fleet blow the wall. They'll think that the attack will come from the front but it'll actually come from inside the city.
>>1076661
For some reason I read the Void commander's part in Artanis' voice.

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>>1076768
Its all good grave, the quality and feels you can somehow sneak into a Undead space opera more then make up for any short commings.

Thanks again for running.

Next game we need to unleash to true power of the Wormstar. pic related

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Also as always with these quests if anyone has a request for a quest related image just ask and you may receive

>almost tempted to do a Nekris/ batman image looking down upon a city gripped by fear

>>1076801
Using artillery instead of a sub woofer. I can get behind this idea

>>1076860
Can we get Jor and the Nectolyte Commander in a buddy cop pose?

>>1076910
One is a loose cannon Voidsinger with nothing to lose.
One is a mine foreman turned Necromancer and diplomat.
Together, they fight crime.

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>>1076910
any particular kind of buddy cop duo? because that can be anything from Bad boys to Zootopia

>>1076768
Any word on Ghoul quests return?

>>1076894
Germans did it at stalingrad, From all accounts it was terrifying as fuck

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>>1076934
I fell the fuck asleep. I was thinking like this. Sorry for the extra late reply smiles.

>>1076961
Probably sometime this year

>>1077836
All good I'm in a conpleyly different time zone so in used to requests being confirmed over a day or so. Will see what I can cobble together while trapped in the office

>>1077974
>Get hype

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KxWCAx94QXg
>Jor and Jadyk as of this thread

>>1076801
>On the final note of the Hymn Fire every single artillery piece we have surrounding the city
I'd change that to having the artillery all IMPACT at that moment, giving the enemy less time to get to cover.

>>1076961
>>1078216
now that SlowCM is back from china he's been helping me out with it.
Slow is the same guy who created the Sunscale and let me use them as antagonists since the Civ they were in they HATED undead

Also we'll continue with the thread...soonish

>>1078282
Nice, I think I remember reading the sunscale civ that was the one with the infected reef being destroyed by human "ships" while they where becoming buddies with the orcs on their island right?

Btw I assume the void singer commander is a head tale then Jor but how much wider is he across at the shoulders? I would assume he's twice Jors width or is it less/more

So If we assume for the sake of it that A full strength "Legion" Is 2000 Necrolytes, and the the voidsinger commander, Is directly in charge of the "1st Legion" How many more legions should we clone? should every legion we clone Be cloned from a single individual for that legion?. For instance, The second Legion being made up of clones of a distinguished Osijiic Necrolyte. the third humans, and so on until they start to mix.

>>1078469
Or if we want to go historical in terms of legion size it would be 5000 men at full strength Which would be organized into ten Cohorts (500 men each)

>>1078469
Cloning a legion wouldn't be very effective. What makes the Legion so great is its made of battle hardened soldiers who either have years of experience or,in a few cases, have just been thrown into the meat grinder and are surviving.Clones have no prior experience what so ever.It would be far better to use the biomass to make reconstructed because at least then they have the battle instinct and semi-hive mind that goes with it. Clones are only good in specific circumstances.

>>1078513
With Implanted memories, We can make the clones pretty much whatever we want.

>>1078528
Still,Implanted Memories are imperfect in regards to battlefield combat.It lacks the fined tuned instinct that experience gives.Yes they can still fire guns,enter cover and such,but for the most part they are cannon fodder.Reconstructed sound like a better use of our resources.

>>1078537
>It lacks the fined tuned instinct
Literally where was this said, i mean specifically in what thread?

also If i remember right a clone is actually cheaper than a talon, and really when one dies we can just turn it into a reconstructed anyway, so it is just an extra step

>>1078542
>Literally where was this said, i mean specifically in what thread?
Im speaking from precedent. The human brain(and thus other sapient organisms brains) are very complex things. The mind, in its most basic form, is stored in the synapses. When certain actions and thoughts are used more,more connections are made between them.When used less,connections are lost. We can recreate the brain an numerous synapse patterns, but it would likely take more time to produce something of equivalent value as a battle hardened soldier. Remember that our hero units were made from commanders themselves:we did not make them clever and cunning from nothing, we took what had already developed and molded it. Do do the same with a random grunt, let alone a pile of biomass,does not seem worth it,at least until we can guarantee results via testing and improving the procedure.

>>1078542
Also we can imprint then with memories and then have the legion actually train then so that's gotta be a better bonus then say someone who has no memories or military training joining the legion

>>1078574
So, You are trying to Use Science.. In a quest where the main character is a goddamn skeleton that can fire magic out of his ass?
Also that is not the way clones work in setting,

And as far as i am aware there is no precedent of successful human cloning because Ethics, Especially Implanting memories into said nonexistant clone

Okay so tday was busier than I thought it would be lol

So did anyone have any suggestions beyond
>Artillery bombardment to weaken the walls
>Drop pods rain down from above
>Tunneling Devastators continue toward their mines

>>1078347
Sorta. They were friends with orcs they rescued from their stranded ship in a swamp with a giant anaconda (that actually was super intelligent and a gift from Mother and Father to the Sunscale) and they became friends.

The Civ kinda puttered out when the Lizards were attempting to rescue an elephant trade-prince from demonic aligned orc ships that had guns and summoned demons.

Humanity were cursed by the orc demongod so that when they die they become ghouls and one of their funeral barges that didn't get incinerated like planned washed up on the island.

Humans used magitech and loved to experiment on hapless people

>>1078701

>>1076801
This guy had a pretty solid plan.

hm might be a better idea to continue this tomorrow

>>1078877
Today or tomorrow sound great to me!

>>1078910
Is there a genuine lack of players right now, or do people just agree,/ Have nothing else to contribute, I mean i only back that plan because it seems pretty comprehensive and there is not much i can think to add to it

>>1078935
Well personally, I would just evacuate all the slaves, and blue goo the osijic that don't surrender, but I don't see any problem with doing it that >>1078701 way.

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>>1078935
It covers most of what we want to do really and we can improvise when thing go pear shaped

>>1078701
Feel ba I only managed to catch two threads, was interesting stuff

>>1078877
When ever your free to run Really.


Also trying some buddy cop poses, I figure the void singer for a necrokelp cigar man for some reason

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Also throwing around some harbringer designs

Hoping to have the thread continuing tomorrow afternoon around the same time I normally start.

If folks have any questions about the quest or even suggestions about what you want to see more of, just let me know. I've got way too much freetime

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>>1079790
Well I've got a few questions about ship design if you're up to answer them.

>>1080136
Sure

>>1080141
Right then, would it be possible to construct small cauldron dedicated to constructing specific types of small craft on board a ship? I was thinking about about how we could use a combi-drive ship equipped with gravity sensors as an efficient scouting vessel, and having the capacity to build it's own eyegores on the fly would really enhance that. By leaving behind freshly made spy ships we could have it detect, explore, and leave systems or deep space objects in a very short time frame without having to stop observation.

And on an entirely different matter, the fighter hangar adaptation still takes up a fixed weapon mount instead of a module slot, right? It's spot on the relevant pastebin makes that rather confusing.

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>>1080290
>fighter hangar adaptation still takes up a fixed weapon mount instead of a module slot, right
Huh, seems I forgot to update it and accidentally just deleted it. There are two, one that replaces a ships spinal mounted guns (the largest a ship can have) that allowed a capitol ship to launch fighters into combat quickly.

Then there are these three which are modules.
>Fighter Hangar (room for 6 Nail fighters or two Gunships, fighters and gunships not included) - A hangar designed to hold and service strike craft. Dedicated to repairing and supplying strike craft they are held in place by armatures until they are ready to launch. Docking with a hangar instantly resupplies missiles and ammo and repair armatures can repair most damage after a day. Cost: 100B 100M

>Docking bay (room for 1 Coffin and 3 Nails, shuttle and fighters not included) - A hangar designed to hold and service shuttles and other small craft such as fighters and Eyegores within the safety of the ship's hull. The shuttle is granted space for the loading and unloading of cargo and drones, while the fighters are secured together and held by a set of armatures to save space. Cost: 100B 50M

>Swarm hangar (50 fighters) – A hangar filled to the brim with dormant Swarmer Reconstructed, which are awoken and released when needed for combat. They are linked directly to the parent ship, and cannot function away from it. The swarmers themselves are each a cheap and disposable craft designed to pose a threat with sheer numbers, and can each be equipped with a single auxiliary weapon chosen when a ship is designed. Together, they can form complex maneuvers to intercept attacks with themselves, attack hostile targets, ram into targets and perform patrols in close proximity to the ship. When not in use they are kept in hibernation. Cost represents the cost of a single hangar bay and its associated swarm. Cost: 300B 150M

The total number of modules a ship can have is equal to 1 per 50 meters in size.

Boarding pods are the ones that take up a fixed weapon mount and can only be fired once each time.

I'm going to say that a ship based cauldron would not have the capability to make full fledged small craft like Nails or Eyegores. They can make replacement swarmer Reconstructed because of how simple they are. The rest is feasible though if you create and load up a carrier capitol ship with a Eyegores beforehand they could deploy them easily enough.

>>1076860
Make Agona cheesecake

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>>1080525
Look, the best way to get men to accept reconstructed into there lives is to make some look fuckable. And the tyrre are used to be worshiping someone, a blood covered battle bitch Agona is the perfect fit for all the tyrre's fantasys, thus making then fanatically devoted to us and gives Agona something to do in her time off

Also I'm not stopping this joke.
Ever

>>1080423
Jokes aside, could we toy around with the idea of Geiger-styled reconstructed?

I think styling everything to look like creepy genitals (both human and otherwise I guess) would be GREAT for the psychological aspect of warfare we seem to be pretty to be pretty natural at.

this also requires a detailed description of at the very least osjic junk

>>1080624
>jokes aside
>asks for a description of osjiics junk

I sometimes forget I'm on 4chan luckily these dedicated souls remind me of my location

>>1080632
Same.

It's not as bad as the Cauldron fetishist though

>>1080641
We have an anon into Cauldron fetishist?

>>1080530
Nigga Just stahp Please, i mean for the love of god anon

>>1080641
Well I suppose this just means you now know how Disney feels every time the R34 google search their latest product

Despair but, also a Bonner

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>>1076910
>>1078971
phase two
Necroticops 2
The Lichening!

Coming to theaters near you

>>1080798
Alternatively
Necroticops 2: Elichtric Bugaloo

idea, what if we make a thinktanks, cauldron and dirge combination.
It just takes enemy combatants living or dead, throws them into its self and spits out reconstructed
It would need to be heavy shielded because it's a big target, but when it comes to infiltrating it can be useful, instant reinforcements

>>1081089
Why not make it creepier
Make it a large reconstructed like crawler size, it crawls around, devoures biomass and then spits out troops

>>1081247
Scrap that actually we don't need to attract Vore fetishists, I think we have enough as it is

>>1081247
>>1081250
We could just have a big beetle looking reconstructed that has built in cauldrons on it's back. Some talons grab dead bodies, toss them in, and in a little bit, we have more undead.

>>1080798
That is better than I imagined it would be. And the cigar is a great touch.

Quest when?

>>1081362
Cigar is needed to fit the huge guy chewing tobacco stereo type

I just like the way he's nonchalantly holding the giant hammer, it like you'd expect him to start any fight with the phrase "here, hold my beer"

>>1080798
Fucking radical man, I really dig the artwork you do of the living characters in this quest. I know you're more partial to skellies but you really nail the facial expressions of Jor and VC. That headshot of Jor you did genuinely looked like the face of man contemplating undeath and instellar statescraft.

Alright, guess it's time for a roll call

>>1081915
Reporting for duty

>>1081915
Here.

>>1081915
yo

>>1081915
>>1081915
present

>>1081915
Jerking it but here.

>>1081915
Eyyyy

>>1081823
It's funny because I only really started trying to draw normal looking humanoids because of this quest so it's been some good practice.

Still don't know how I should draw Jor so his appearance may, vary greatly from image to image

Time to launch the invasion of the two Osjiic cities.

Roll me 3d100 best of first three please

Rolled 61, 1, 14 = 76 (3d100)

>>1081995

Rolled 55, 88, 72 = 215 (3d100)

>>1081995
ITS ALL ORGER NOW. COME NAT 1

Rolled 70, 23, 47 = 140 (3d100)

>>1081995
Wish me luck boys

>>1082016
Way to jinx it anon.

I'm sorry folks, turns out I can't run this right now.

Post will be up...sometime

>>1082297
That's terrible how could you do this to is
>if you ignore that 1 we might forgive you
>why aren't you ignoring that 1

>>1082315
>Ok we don't mind but please be gentle with that 1

>>1082315
Don't worry, the 1 is still canon and won't be forgotten

Life is just rolling nat crits against me and I'm rolling 1's of my own to defend

>>1082328
Well I hope it gets better soon!

>>1082328
All good man if you want I will get you a redwood mask to keep on your person and if you roll a 1 you can just smack the offending person with the mask

Rolled 77, 45, 4 = 126 (3d100)

>>1082014
clap clap clap

>>1081995
Just in case because reasons.

>>1082014
RIP Muic

>>1082014
The angry janitor strikes again

>>1082328
Best of luck and good fuck to you

>>1082014
>Nat fucking 1
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=4IfMLOZPEtI

>>1082947
It's ok, we need this. It adds weight to our decisions, knowing that we can fail

Okay so today seems to be going better except for this awful cough I developed. Thread should be resuming in a while. For now though:

>When Necromancer Jor has to get serious
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Jz5tmJbvFA

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>>1085423
Hope you get better man.
Here, have a funny.

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>>1081995
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vcDUQf1Hg_k

The Osjiic knew the attacks would come but they knew they could do nothing to stop it. The voices of hundreds upon thousands of Reconstructed voices began to ring out across the plains surrounding the cities as the Reconstructed artillery ceased. Warchants and hymns that had not been heard for millennia were called out, unprotected airwaves carrying the grotesque words that sent chills through the soldiers hunkered down in their cities.

Osjiic soldiers were raised from birth to be perfect soldiers, fearless and determined in battle, their whole way of life dedicated to fighting for their Empire. Yet as those rough voices instilled a primal dread in them that they fought to quell. Even the slaves within the cities, near panic and revolt, were driven to near desperation by the sounds that leaked unabated through their radios and sound systems. Several mobs began to form and Osjiic peacekeepers attempted to quell them with club and riot gas only to switch to live rounds as the crowds surged forward in their blind panic.

And then, there was silence.

The voices ceased and the cities inhabitants froze in bewilderment in the eerie calm. Yet the silence would not last as moments later the rumbling boom of artillery fire echoes across the dry plains and explosions blossomed along the tall walls surrounding the cities, illuminating the landscape with the combined fire. Artillery shells rained down on the city walls as lights glinted in the sky then became streaking pillars of fire as kinetic rounds were launched from orbit to smash and pulverize the city defenses. Weapon nests and barracks were reduced to blazing ruins as the targets selected by Eiton and Nekris were targeted.

Tides of Reconstructed soldiers and vehicles charged across the no-mans land of trenches and scorched earth, their shouts and weaponsfire filling the air along with blaster and bulletfire. More objects glowed with the light of reentry as drop-pods fell from the heavens but the Osjiic were prepared. Turrets and anti-air weapons swivel and unleash their payloads, missiles and streams of bullets shooting down many of the drop pods before they could reach the cities but still some manage to break through. Heavy pods of metal and bone smash into city streets or rooftops and undead poured out from within.

The Necrolytes within the cities proper began to shout out at the swarming mobs of slaves, directing them to where caches of Necrotic weaponry were stashed, smuggled in by stealth cloaked Coffins. Many of them did not even bother to ask where the weaponry came from or why they were so alien, shaped from chitin and metal. Instead they eagerly took the chance to secure their own freedom and lives and launched themselves into battle against their enslavers. Skirmishes broke out throughout the city, trained osjiic soldiers clashing with malnourished and weakend slaves but they were fueled by the fires of panic and freedom.

>cont

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>>1086438
The fleets in orbit ready another salvo as they changed targets within the cities but as they aimed themselves a massive alarm swept through the fleet. Gravity sensors detected a large gravity well approaching at FTL speeds moments before an eruption of voidlight detonated in the midst of the orbital fleet. Chaos gripped the fleet as the Deep Rot and Valresko frantically tried to make sense of this new development revealing that an Osjiic fleet had emerged right in their midst in a nearly suicidal FTL exit over one of the cities. Several Osjiic ships emerged in the same space occupied by Armada ships and violent explosions rocked their neighbors as the conjoined ships obliterated themselves.

The Osjiic ships launched their attacks as soon as they appeared, the fires of explosions and ripples of voidlight blossoming across the Armada fleet. Agona furiously directs her ships to retaliate, her Pyroclastic Destroyer unleashing its molten fury on a nearby battleship already melting through its shields and weaponmounts under her barrage. Osjiic ships above the city Nekris was in began to rain down their own drop pods, the light of their reentry streaking across the sky to land just outside of the city in the path of the Reconstructed onslaught.

Devastators rumbled across the ground alongside Battletombs guarding the swarms of Reconstructed riding in armored Hearses toward the walls that were crumbling or broken in places. Drop pods open and Osjiic soldiers emerge, quickly using their jump-packs to reach the high ground or the trenches till intact. Troops from the city began to leap from the broken walls to help their reinforcements, fast attack vehicles racing forward from open gates. Larger drop pods fell and heavy tanks rumbled forward, unleashing their barrage against the approaching line of undead and trading fire with the Battletombs.

Chariots raced forward, their mounted necrotic flayers stripping metal and flesh from their targets or launching clusters of explosive javelins. Osjiic troops riding in their own fast attack vehicles began to clash in high-speed duels with the chariots in the rapidly narrowing no-mans land, explosions and bulletfire filling the air.

Battletombs and Devastators crash into the Osjiic lines quickly followed by the Hearses unleashing their deadly cargo. Void and Necrotic blasts illuminate the night alongside the fiery blasts of explosives, screams of the fighting and dying intermingling into a deafening cacophony of battle and bloodshed. Crawlers march resolutely forward, their massive backcannons launching kinetic rounds or devastating beams of necrotic energy that melts metal and flesh with equal ease. Brutes charge forward holding shields as large as tanks, their steps cracking the ground beneath them as they provide cover for the smaller undead swarming behind them.

>cont

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>>1086466
From the sky more lights glowed as drop pods fell from orbit but as they rained down they seemed to explode from within and heavy objects emerged and slowed their landings with an array of thrusters. Landing in the middle of the charging Reconstructed lines these new defenders were unlike anything seen by the Armada so far.

Humanoid mechs that stood taller than most Brutes stomped forward, the large barrel weapons that took the place of forelimbs began to unleash a barrage of weaponsfire across the surprised undead. Void-repeaters and chain-repeaters crackle with energy while rocket pods unfold from their shoulders and launch their payloads upward to fall down among the undead that began to charge toward them. These new juggernauts wrecked havoc on the undead line but Brutes and Necrolyte Legion Heavy Exosuits quickly make their way to engage these new foes.

The Osjiic Empire has finally reacted to the invasion of Kanda and has sent reinforcements. The cities are in chaos as former slaves revolt, goaded by the machinations of the Necrolyte Legionnaires and undead swarm their walls. Devastators near every closer to the underground mines, their drills and ruin-sledges pulverizing the earth and stone. A fleet foolishly jumped out of FTL in the midst of the Necrotic blockade and now engages Agona's forces.

Roll me 3d100 best of first three

Rolled 14, 87, 76 = 177 (3d100)

>>1086475

Rolled 40, 90, 62 = 192 (3d100)

>>1086475

Rolled 13, 14, 88 = 115 (3d100)

>>1086475

>>1086475
Did you have to think up the mechs just for the nat 1?

>>1086640
The nat one was probably the fleet showing up in the first place.

Can we call the Lavafather for reinforcements?

>>1086640
>>1086648
>thinking he already used the nat 1

>>1086679
>thinking he didn't

>>1086683
>>1086679
>implying it's still not in effect

>>1086653
Good question.

>>1086698
We've been asked for another roll already. What kind of asshat QM would have a crit failure just apply for an unknown amount of time, across multiple rolls.

>>1086466
It's at times like this I recall one of my favorite axioms from the art of sun tzu's; no battle is won without a strategy, yet no strategy survives a battle intact. I expect Valresko will take that to heart after today.

Time for the orbital cannons to earn their keep

>>1086775
I don't think that is from sun tzu, i have the art of war and i don't recall that axiom.

Okay I am really sorry about that folks, got dragged away with a small emergency but everything is alright now and back to writing

>>1086775
That was not sun tzu,
“No Battle Plan Survives Contact With the Enemy”-Helmuth von Moltke

>>1087043
Reminds me of my favourite quote

I am often misquoted on the internets
~Abraham Lincoln

>>1087060
Wasn't that Ghandi?

>>1087366
Possibly him or Stalin, those there are similar enough to mix then up really

>>1086475
Valresko's mind stretches out across the Armada, guiding the Deep Rot and helping Agona as they react to the new threat of the support fleet. Armada ships react to these new attackers quickly, the void of space between their ships filling with fighters, missiles, and kinetic rounds. Void and Necrotic energy flash and illuminate the cold dark, shields of ships glowing brightly as they deflect or shatter incoming attacks on both sides until they flicker and fade, hulls starting to buckle and crack from the assaults.

Still the Necrotic fleet outnumbered the Osjiic and under Agona's direction the blockade of Battleships converge on the interlopers, massive spinal guns launching Necrotically charged kinetic slugs the size of fighters from all sides. Yet the Osjiic fleet fights steadfastly, trading blows with those around them even as they must have realized their folly.

From the surface great lances of void energy leap out, piercing the night sky and cutting through osjiic ships in orbit. Voidknight Disciples left in charge of the compounds obeying Valresko's command to turn the captured weapons against those that would retake this world.

Boarding pods are launched, their drillbits boring through hulls then blossoming to unleash their undead cargo. Yet as they surged through the halls of the ships they found little in the way of defenses. In confusion they charge through, battering down bulwarks and destroying automated defenses until the break onto the bridge of a Destroyer. Instead of Osjiic soldiers they found a mix of different races, slaves of the Osjiic but unlike those currently fighting and dying below them on the planets surface these were modified, their bodies contorted with crude cybernetics. These were not the advanced zombified cyborgs of the Confederate military but a hasty and endlessly cruel modification. They turned their heads and screamed in terror and pain as their bodies continued to move against their will, continuing to fight against the Necrotic fleet. Reconstructed surged forward to cut them down and grant them peace, but as they did several began frantically working at their consoles.

Multiple osjiic ships erupted in great balls of explosive Void energy as their reactors were purposely overloaded, sacrificing the ships to damage and destroy those around them. Wreckage and debris from the battles above streak the sky with pillars of fire as chaos rages across the planet. And still the Osjiic ships continued to fight.

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(Incoming wall of text. I got a little carried away)

>>1087419
The city that was without the Osjiic fleet above it fared poorly against the undead tide swarming their walls as Devastators punch through the earth and into the mining tunnels. Slaves and soldiers that attempted to hide underground were quickly overwhelmed and subdued as the Reconstructed filled the tunnels with potent knockout and riot gases. Manglers moved like nightmares as their large frames contorted in the tunnels, their grasping arms breaking down barricades and snatching hunkered soldiers from behind cover. The undead surged through the tunnels, their feral shouts mixing with the screams of those they overtook.

Battletombs and Devastators attack the already damaged walls, sections falling before them to let Hearses and Chariots race into the city proper. Crawlers climb the nearly sheer faces of the walls to stand on top of the protective barriers, their powerful weapons clearing soldiers away as clouds of Scourge fliers descend on those poor osjiic left behind. Osjiic forces attempted to fall back as they fired into the advancing line of undead but their forces were already in disarray as they had to fight on multiple fronts against their suddenly armed and very pissed off slave population.

The Necrolytes leading the slave-rebels try their best to urge them that the Reconstructed were there to liberate them but they were panicked and scared lot. Many of them attempted to fight back against the Reconstructed but the undead ignored them, only shielding themselves or retaliating with pacification gases on their way to fighting the Osjiic. In time the slaves began to accept that the undead did not want them and they holed themselves up, watching in wonder and terror as the city the slaved and toiled for was overwhelmed by long-forgotten nightmares.

Undead moved from street to street, the tall forms of Brutes towering over the crowds of Trolls and Stingers marching steadily behind their shields. Talons and Stalkers swarm like locusts across buildings, bursting through windows or crawling in through the rooftops to attack and butcher the Osjiic hiding within. Brutes move forward in pairs, their great fists striking and battering down heavy doors and blockades, their armor shrugging off the weaonsfire of the Osjiic within and letting their smaller kin charge inside.

Eiton guides his strike teams of Arc powered Trolls, the energy surging through them protecting against the osjiic void weaponry. He led them towards targets he'd marked out before hand, overrunning barracks and destroying weapons depots. Several times Voidsingers attempted to stop him but he was prepared for them, Void attuned Dirges following him neutering their power as he telekinetically launched Domination Spikes at them. His arc-bolter shot large spikes of metal, bolts of arc energy striking their rods true to send Osjiic soldiers down in spasming piles to be picked up and dragged off by other undead.

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>>1087423
Osjiic juggernaut mechs attack the Reconstructed attempting to get past them into the city, their arrival helping delay the inevitable by stalling the undead charge. Great blasts of void energy erupt from their weaponry and rotating barrels spit streams of metal to cut down Trolls and Talons attempting to overwhelm them. Scourges dive from above, their necroflensers and shardspitters raining down on them or latching onto their metal forms, claws scrabbling to tear at sensor nodes to blind them.

Brutes and Heavy Exosuited Necrolytes charge headlong at the mechs, weaponsfire chipping away at their armor but they would not be stopped. Several were armed for close combat and they swing their massive mauls and axes at the mechanized fighters as large thermal blades extend from forearms or voidbone sledges prime, meeting the large undead in deadly duels.

The Voidsinger Commander, in the cockpit of his own heavy exosuit, shouts out commands as he sends his modified suit against the mechs. Voidscreamers perched above his shoulders blast powerful beams that strike his target, warping the metal under the gravitic assault. The mech turns in time to see the black-armored exosuit, designed to resemble those the Voidknights wore, closed the distance between them. It attempted to lift up its weapons to retaliate but the Voidsinger sends his exosuit strafing to the side while aiming a rocket pod on his suits forearm at the mech and unleashing a hail of explosives against it. The explosions stagger the mech but don't stop it and he hurriedly closes the distance.

It extends a humming thermal vibroblade that glows with heat as he approached but he thrusts an arm out and a wave of necrotic plasma erupts from the plasmawave cannon. It's vibroblade melts and shatters under the intense attack and he is finally within melee range. A great fist rears back and he brings it down where a head would be on the mech, severely denting the metal and sending it staggering back several steps. Pushing forward the Commander brings great thermal glowing claws up and sinks them into the armored hull and starts to tear. The mech brings its weapon up and blasts at the exosuits abdomen with a stream of bulletfire but the Voidsinger continues his assault.

The skull of the exosuit rears back then slams forward, knocking the mech back once more and he pushes the barrel of the recharged plasma wage against it's "chest" and fires pointblank, incinerating the armor and pilot with one blast. As it falls back motionless he turns to find his next target but they were found for him, a pair of mechs striding forward and unloading their weapons in his direction. Thrusting his hand forward he summons a hardlight barrier, the light flaring and rippling with each impact.

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>>1087431
Prepared to leap in to attack them he was surprised as from above three of his Necrolytes drop down, thrusters from their jump-packs flaring bright as they land nearly on top of them. They shout out in defiance as they defend their Commander, two of them focusing to bring down one mech quickly while the third distracted the other.

With a blast of his jump-pack the Commander leaps forward, catapulting himself at the distracted mech to crash into it's back. A void-sledge in his forearm primes, a shaft of voidbone extending from his shoulder before it fired and punched through the back the mech, a splash of black blood spurting from where the spike emerged out its front then falls motionless to the ground.

Yet still the juggernauts continued to fight back and hold the line for the osjiic, rallying them around the city walls. The undead charge was mostly halted as artillery rained down on them from the osjiic tanks and mechs but there was a glimmering ripple of voidlight from above that grew more and more noticeable until the void-senstive osjiic looked up in alarm at the rapidly approaching source of power.

Striking like a miniature void-nova an eruption of power explodes in the midst of the defenders line and from the smoke and flames the Armada's own juggernaut leaped into battle, it's warcry bellowing out across the battlefield. Twinfaces open their jaws and great jets of voidflame wash over the Osjiic soldiers and vehicles. Gral, the Voidknights Juggernaut, unleashes their fury as they rampage, greathammer swinging in one hand to strike with explosive force while the other launches blasts of concentrated void energy.

[purple]"LET FEAR CONSUME YOU FOR WE ARE GRAL"[/purple]

Their voice rings out and the line of osjiic defenders falter. Tanks turn their canons upon the newly arrived monster and mechs charge against the void-powered Brute. Their free hand reaches up to its neck and with a grotesque motion seems to decapitate itself and throw it's conjoined skulls at the first approaching mech. The horned skulls strike and and drive it down to its knees and Gral rears back, his head spinning on a chain of an absurdly long spinal cords, the undead monstrosity swinging its own skulls like some primitive flail that strikes with explosive void energy with each blow.

Lorgul watches with pride swelling in his nonexistent heart at the sight, watching his creation fulfill it's purpose.

Gral swings his skull by its spinal chain at a mech and it's jaws latch onto the metal chasis and iwth a great yank drags the mech toward him only to be struck by his hammer. The metal chasis tears free from the mech and exposes the pilot, an osjiic surgically grafted into machine screaming past the breathing mask as Gral flung the crippled machine away and moved onto his next target. Reconstructed surged forward in the wake of his assault, charging and swarming over the Osjiic defenders like a wave crashing over them and into the city itself.