>>2353562
>Rukaar is currently enjoying his life in his embassy, having finished giving orders to deal with rebels back on Ru. He waits for something eventful to happen

>>2353564
>he receives a request for discussion

>>2353562
>Hears has returned to Ferox, Intent upon meeting the new metal forms.......Curiously he left his mate behind, as well as Leaps with news that Oathmake would soon be coming to trojan

>A number of IAF representatives are carousing and relaxing at a small restaurant on Trojan, eating lunch as they make small talk with other patrons.

>>Dell sits in his tower balcony overlooking one of the thousands of cities on Unitum Ferro, thinking about nothing imparticular.

>>2353562
>Jammis is writing a press release on the deep space space station that multiple empires will soon be constructing.

>>2353567
>Rukaar accepts the request and sets off for Thel with his children in hand, children that he takes to Jezebel's ship. He knocks on the Hull

>thoroughly wishing nobody disturbes her in her ship, as she enjoys a Thrall to the sound of classical music

This Mozart certainly has some redeeming qualities, for a human.

>>2353574

Oh for the...

>the exit ramp deploys open immediately

What and who is it, and if it’s not important I’m going to kill you

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>Meanwhile in Vermin

>Apart from Rattus Mercenaries, all Rattus have been called back to the Empire in preparation for "Malte Khandræ" or "Coming End Times". Overall, 67 billion Rattus have been bred and conscripted into the Imperial Rattus Army. Defences and traps now utterly litter the planetary surface of every planet in the Vermin Empire.

>The Rattus sit underground, waiting for their moment of light. Their final fight. Their holy benevolent death.

>>2353580
>Rukaar stares down at Jezebel
"Good afternoon Jezebel, if it is not too much trouble I would request a favor"

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>>2353583

>Due to maintaining close ties with the Rattus, the IAF, being concerned for their closest allies, have sent hundreds of Officers and Commissars to help organize and train the new conscripts.

>Designs for the extremely easy to produce Bastard Gun have been sent with them, with hopes that it will help to arm the massive amount of soldiers.

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>Meanwhile
>A dark shape waits silently on the bridge of a massive warship gazing at the fleet in front of it
>It speaks it a dark foreboding voice
"Our attack vectors are now fixed.The hour of triumph is nigh."
>The fleet stands alert in it's ranks of hundreds of vessels

>>2353592
Oh, Rukaar.
You could have called in advance, but what do you require of me?

>>2353600
>He sighs
"I know you won't like this but I need you to watch these two for a short while"
>He gestures with the two lumps in his arms that are his spawn

>>2353607
Ah-
Bu-
I-
Wh-
What?
Me?

>A robot which seems to be caught octopus shaped kicks the embassy doors open
I'm back bitches!

Where the hell us everyone?

>>2353611
"Hears left Trojan. Moanai is angry, sekhal has issues with children. Please, for a short while my friend"

>>2353618
>Dell picks up a security feed on his tablet from a piano and activates the microphone function.
I don't think anybody is here right now, but make yourself at home just don't break anything.

>>2353618
>Karl has acquired a bionic eye and is hitting it to get it to work
"Piece of junk-
>He looks at the robotic Cythres
-I don't mean you but it seems since I lost my damned eye my luck has gone with it."

>>2353630
Damn it
Where exaclty is everyone?
I've been out of the loop for a while

>>2353634
>the piano transforms into a blocky humanoid figure.
Well, I'm not too sure. I think everybody went to deal with business at home. I'm just bored.

>>2353624
...
Does the girl stilll...breathe fire?

And I’m starting to feel... queasy...

>>2353632
Oh really?
When did you lose it?
>>2353638
What buissness at home?

>>2353644
"Yes she does, as for any nausea, I can not help. Don't worry I can repay you after, your gift should be ready by then"

>>2353645
I don't really know. Everybody has their own business on their planets. All that I'm sure of is that I'm not busy. That's it though.

>>2353645
"Ehhh about a month ago some crazy giant mutant with a sword fucked us all up.So you probably had more fun doing paperwork."

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>2353649
Allright, no longer than a few hours.

>she goes to pick Rukessa up
>roll for success

>>2353652
Huh
Anything I would have missed?
>>2353656
Sounds like sounds like a story, remind me to ask you to tell me it some time.
I wasn't really doing paperwork B. Handles that
But that's not the point
T sounds like you guys had a action filled time while I was gone

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>All over Trojan, Rattus preachers are on platforms screeching constantly about the coming Malte Khandræ.

>>2353596
>In exchange for this aid, 1 billion Rattus are drafted into the Free Rattus Army to fight across IAF worlds. The FRA are noticeably better equipped than regular Rattus infantry.

>Pic related is regular Rattus infantry

>>2353658
>Jezebel takes the child from her arms, and is promptly crushed under the giant baby's weight

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>2353708
>muffled screams
>she attempts to use telekinesis to put it on the ship instead

>>2353714
>Her telekinesis picks up the laughing child, then drops her back down a mere inch from her face. Rukaar looks down
"Need help?"

>>2353716
Y-yes...
Please...
Just put them in the undercompartment

>across the conglomerate, there is talk of war
>The next generation is trained almost a year early
>children are taught to shoot
>old vehicles are repaired, and refueled
>people begin fortifying their homes
>militias meet more often, and begun making final checks of radio relays, and battle plans
>the government is on high alert

>You could cut the tension with a knife

>>2353718
>Rukaar easily lifts the baby in one hand, as the two Rumar pups try to grab their father's face he opens the compartment with his foot and puts them down softly
"Dare I ask what's down there?"

>>2353729
Just food.
>she retains her composure
It should keep them busy for at least half an hour

>All across IAF space, worlds and outposts are fortified, Militias are trained and equipped, and the IAF proudly announces the completion of two new Cruisers.

>According to IAF broadcasts, work has begun on a Carrier, but progress is slow.

>Hundreds of thousands of Anti-Air guns are distributed across IAF Worlds, and rumors of Anti-Orbital cannons being developed abound.

>>2353738
>There is a lot of violent sounds down their accompanied by the laughter of the two babies. Rukaar shrugs and leaves to meet with Thel

>>2353739
>The FRA swarms the streets arm in arm with the IAF to defend the land whatever the cost may be. They will fight on beaches. They will fight on the landing grounds. They will fight on the streets and in the fields. They shall never surrender.

>>2353742
>she closes up the ramp, and just looks at the carnage below from the hatch

>beginning to salivate slightly, she continues her meal from before, while thinking of a way to get them out afterwards

>>2353562
>Taxla puts the Dukedom seal on the papers, the official document setting up a client state with the Wayfarers
>The embassy is also alive with many of staff decorating the embassy for the upcoming celebrations

>>2353750
>A few minutes later the hatch explodes open with a blast of fire as Rukessa crawls out on all fours, she happily coos and cries as she stumbles towards Jezebel

>>2353754
AH, BY THE UNCREATED WHAT THE FETH IS THIS?

>she gets a chair and perches up onto it, drawing her sword and poking the child with the handle to make it stay away

>>2353751
What's going on?
Why are you adding more colours?

>>2353758
>The baby begins to bat at the sword handle, quite happy with the attention

>>2353759
His Highness Duke Scales of Gold will be having his 50 year anniversary of taking the throne. It's a important event through the entire Dukedom, although celebrated most fervently on Kroak worlds like Murder.

>The administrator is sat by the small prefabricated building next to the giant tarmac runway built on the area allocated for an embassy, flicking through a book on how to play the saxophone, before tooting on a saxophone on his lap

>>2353763
What a charmingly named planet
The event sounds good
Will ambassadors be invited to a party I assume here?

>>2353762
What sort of malevolent primordial spawn is this?
What are you, demon child?

>she tries to lure it back down the hole by throwing some prime Drakul ribs in there

>>2353762
Rukaar! It has been too long friend! come come! there is much to discuss!

>>2353769
The name is off putting,but it means "Large Gathering" in Kroakish. The party itself is open to friends of the Dukedom, but the event here will be nothing compared to the celebration on Murder, or if you prefer its other name, Dúmharú.

>>2353768
>He sends a message to him "How are you going to handle that world? Talked to the old bastard and it's full of degenerated members of his own species who like to eat other sentient races."
>>2353769
"It was a shitty story.We had to kill a King who apparently wasn't an asshole,well besides being corrupted by the sword which called the invaders here.That and he hurt us real bad,especially Hears and I think Sekhal lost an arm."

>>2353777
I doubt I'm listed or even if the Dukedom knows of the Xtlanti.
There does seem to be quite a lot of Xenos now.
So I'll just stick with the party here

>>2353772
>Rukessa giggles madly as the ribs float back up and land in front of her, she begins eating
>>2353775
Indeed Thel you've missed a great deal, but why have you summoned me on this day?

>>2353781
>The administrator reads the message, then sighs in frustration, blasting a deafeningly loud "DOOT" from the saxophone he's playing
"If there's no way we can get around it, try getting on his good side. I don't care if he eats other races as long as we're not one of them."

>He also sends a message to the home of one Dell Vapor
>"We have intel the enemy might be heading towards you.Do you require aid in holding a front line in your space?"

>>2353783
Well you can come along, if your race isn't against copious amounts of smoke from mainly tobacco sources.

>>2353781
Seriously?
Anything else happen I should know about?
>>2353792
Oh no I'm fine with it
Good cover

>>2353787
Dear Primos, are you punishing me?
Is this the price I’m paying for my past mistakes?

>she gets a piece of string, and dangles it over the hatch

>>2353787
Two reasons. First, I am sure you are aware that a large force of some kind is coming. I would like to discuss several options of repulsion.
Additional, I would like you to meet my heir.
>he gestures to the shorter ku'unarian

>>2353790
>"No he's not the cannibal the assholes we're stealing from are.And just hire a butt ton of mercs and just head there and kick some ass my man."
>>2353798
"Oh the Princess was also In league with the Invaders and we had to kill her."

>>2353799
>The baby waddles off towards Jezebel's books
>>2353800
"Yes I am aware of this invasion."
>Rukaar bows to the shorter being
"My heir is currently with jezebel"

>>2353798
Then you should be fine at the celebration, just try to avoid a stoned Kroak stomping around.

>>2353569
>The fort world is almost calm as Hears sets foot upon it, descending into the earth to meet his potential allies. All around feroxians hurry to and fro, too much to do, not enough time before the invasion starts......

>But now is not the time for that, now is to learn and to mend

>The Feroxian heads to the one of the oldest and largest of the underground strongholds these metallic beings, who call themselves the World Born, have chosen as the meeting place for negotiations. It's also the first stronghold that was taken by them during the offensive.

>With things have calmed down and the Feroxians are at work rebuilding what they can since the WorldBorne initiated the ceasefire, Though they treat it more like a peace. A few are even seen helping to repair some of the damage.

>>2353791
>Dell wakes violently from a nap as a deafening squeal from an emergency whistle comes from a computer sitting next to his bed.
>after a small fit, Dell checks the message.
Hmm.
I think I'm good.
>he sends a message that reads
>"Karl, thank you for informing me of this threat, I will put up defenses right away. As for reinforcements, I am set to defend on my own. Thank you anyway."

>>2353807
The hell does you guys get up to when I'm not around if his is the result…
>>2353810
Sounds good

>>2353809
NO NO NO NO NO YOU DON’T

>she grabs some chains from the hatch and lassos the Rukessa, attaching the other loop to the strongest thing she can possibly find.
>the other rumarian child

>>2353809
Yes, I have met to meet your children. I assume it shall be a most pleasant event.
>he beckons Rukaar to walk and talk
Now then, what do we know about this... invasion?

>>2353811
>Hears looks around the stronghold, noting what is broken and how much can be fixed before the tide comes on.

>He looks around the insides of the fortress for what he is told is the "big one with 6 fingers and really bloody scary" to begin speaking

>>2353820
>Rukandos snorts but doesn't move and Rukessa is held in place
>>2353823
"That people are invading"

>>2353825
"You Are The Korr Of These Blooded?"

>>2353831
>sigh of relief
>she gets out a hover platform and tries to coax the now chained children onto it

>>2353833
>Twisting towards the giant, Hears looks him over before nodding

"And you are the Master of these worldborne. This one comes to speak with you regarding construction, housing of your kin, and the brewing storm"

>>2353842
No. I Command Guardians Of The Holme As the Rank Of Comodes. The WorldBorne Are Lead By The Korr,The One Who Is Sovereign And Whom Holds Court Deep Beneath This Stronghold With The Ferrarchs."

>>2353851
"Hmm, then lead this one to whom leads you or to whom these might be adressed by. These matters are pressing and time is slipping away at a rate this one dislikes."

>Hears rests his hands on his belt, next to a ring of grenades and his saber, the worn surface a pleasant calming influence

>>2353841
>Rukessa tries to get on the platform but Rukandos doesn't move

>>2353853
"Very Well. Follow."
>He turns and makes his way deeper into the base. Guards following him of the ranks your men have identified as Lukalkili leading groups of Grores.

>>2353857
>she makes the platform rise to the point where Rukessas head touches the ceiling, leaving Rukandos dangling in the air from steel chains

>>2353863
>Hears follows behind, his own retinue of guardians following in a loose triangle, Each assessing their escorts as assessing each other.

"How well are you prepared to defend yourselves?"

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"We Are Always Ready."
>He turns his head in your direction."
"Are You?"

>>2353875
[Mouth doesnt have the jack o lantern teeth and eyes lack the tear lines though.]

>>2353875
"Every gun is primed, every blade sharpened, sheild charged, engine burning and hunter burning with a desire to kill.......This one honestly does not know. He is confident he will win, not sure if he will survive"

>He keeps a mental note of their location and how the go along as they move

>>2353866
>The Children squirm but are unable to move, in a fee moments they start crying. A loud wail able to break glass and shatter eardrums

>>2353886
OH GODDAMMIT!
>she dismantles the contraption, instead opting to
Put them next to eachother while throwing hearts in their general direction

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>>2353885
>As they approach the command center of the fortress a new voice is heard. It sounds less rough then the Comodes. Coming from a new form of Worldborne, One with a golden hue.
"Weapons Readied Mean Nothing Should You Not Know What You Face. Tell Me...Feroxian....Do You Know What Comes For Both Blood And World Born?"

>>2353894
>Rukessa uses telekinesis to bring the hearts to her as Rukandos pulls himself towards jezebel

>>2353895
"Dead beings come for us. If they are not dead now, they soon will be."

>Without a trace of doubt in his voice he continues until he is stood next to the metal man

"But other than that he only know they come in a large number and have allies that shall attack mine. But he suspects you know what this one will face by your tone."

>>2353902
N-no..
Stay back!
Stay back I say!
G-go to sleep?

Go to sleeeeppp.
Go to sleeeeppp.
Go to sleep or he’ll eeaaat youuuu....
Go to sleeeeep
Don’t kill meeeee.....
I’m too young to die don’t go near me

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>>2353905
"Indeed. But That Matter Is For You To Discuss With The Korr. Come."
>He motions for you to follow leading the party towards the excavation site that would expand the stronghold deeper. Through the opening in the cavern you see what looks like a throne room. Only the entrance was blown through the spot where the throne should be, explaining just how this whole mess started.
"We Did Not Expect Someone To Dig Through So Much Rock. Then Again We Built This Holme Ward Swiftly."

>>2353917
>Rukessa giggles and then falls over asleep, Rukandos does the sane after climbing on her chest, still wrapped head to toe in his heavy clothes

>>2353925
>she gives a sigh of relief
>she isn’t going to die
>thank Primos she isn’t going to die

>she continues the lullaby

If you waaaake...
I will quaaakkkeee...
In my shoes so please don’t do that.....

Being awaaaake...
Is quite faaaakeee...
Keep your eyes shut and don’t destroy my property...

>>2353930
>Rukandos drools on jezebel in his slumber

>>2353923
"You underestimate our own desires for comfort. This is merely a drop in a deep pond of our endevours. Is the korr still alive? or are there multiple?"

>Intricate, expansive, not much cover. useless as a holding point, best as a dead end to detonate the roof inwards

>>2353934
>she gets an entire mattress and puts it between her and the child, suddenly finding herself pinned by the baby for no explainable reason.

>she stands up, goes to her room, locks the door and immediately changes clothes

>>2353935
"There Is One Korr Whom Is Sovreign In Ruling. We Ferrarchs Nominally Ruled Voids And Worlds In His Name Until Forced Back To The Deepest Strongholds."

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>on an automated mining colony near the far fringes of the galaxy, a meteor crashes down

>contact is lost soon after

>Slums of Nox, Close to the districts Metal Foundry.
>The crash of refuse and decaying buildings was sounding throughout the usual mess common to the district.
>The creature moved in the back alleys. Its bizarre form of speech sowing fear into the minds of Drakul peasants that heard it and wondered what manner of creature had made it their homes.

>>2353986
>police forces sweep into the area, backed up by gunship support
>ground troops are armed with scatter guns and heavy grenades, and they move into the area with utmost stealth

>>2353967
>The facility sends out an emergency alert via it's Vox which reaches a monitoring station and Shift Supervisor Rodrigo Menendez
"Something has just taken out Facility 0117-343's automated ore processor units. And it looks like the facility itself has started taking damage."
>He ponders if he will lose his job if he goes to sleep and ignores it and decides to pick up.the phone after seeing a giant blob seemingly eating the facility
"Hey Corporate Security this is monitoring station Echo-02 we're gonna need you to handle something."

>>2353941
>When she renters both babies are free and curiously looking at the bookshelf again

>>2353947
"Then you lead your kind here. Forgive this one if he is wrong yet your titles are strange to order in this ones head"

>>2355008
"The Same For Yours Feroxian."
>The party continues further into the stronghold using a system of moving platforms to speed them on their way.
"Any Other Words Of Querry Before You Speak With The Korr?"

>>2355092
"Taboos and gestures that are offensive that should not be used. Other items of respect would be useful"

>>2355101
"Use Proper Titles. Do Not Question The Decisions Of The Korr Or Ferrarchs Without Good Cause. And Use Deep Scrying When You Hew And Sunder The Stone And Rock."

>>2355107
"Hmm, thank you very much. This one will remember that.......And do you have other kin amongst the stars?"

>Hears looks over the ferrarch, looking for any of the more organic tells and reactions to his words

>>2355118
"Yes. Some Unearthed Most Likely In This Recent Mass Forging Of Material and Strongholds. Not To Disimiliar To What We Forged Many Star Cycles In The Past."

>Taxla is assisting with the final preparations for the Dukes 50th anniversary on the throne, helping to put up banners and flags with his Houses symbol and other decorations for the occasion

>Confederacy is preparing for the coming invasion, their new and upgraded shield tech alongside heavily fortified space stations should help them

>>2355004
No...
No stop it...
Stop please?

Does this translator work on children or are you just ignoring me?

>>2355261
>The babies giggle as they are about to destroy her books, then a knock at the hull once more stops they. They turn to investigate

>>2355268
>she grabs the half eaten carcass of a Thrall from below, throws it as hard as she can at the children, and then rushes to slam the landing ramp open

>>2354697
>A frigate is dispatched to the world and a shuttle goes down to the surface with a company full of heavily armed security officers.Three tracked drones with a quartet of chainguns and an automatic grenade launcher each
>They move to the facility and the Security Captain yells at the blob
"Hey you,get off my damn facility.If you blow that fucker up I don't get my bonus."
>The security crew spread out setting up some heavy weapons

>>2355286
>Rukaar is standing at the door holding a crate while the babies tear the thrall's remains apart
"Hello Jezebel, I hope they didn't give too much trouble"

>>2353995
>The creature has come to an opening in the mass of houses. It pauses looking towards the foundry towering over the rest of the buildings.
>Suddenly it breaks into a sprint, not even caring about the structures it's smashing through on the ways to its destination.

>>2355296
Take your demon children and never return them please and thank you.

>>2355132
"Hmm one of your brothers runs rampant on a world of a....partner of this ones. After this meeting we may attempt to recover him if he still lives, or organise speech with the leeches"

>>2355311
"I see"
>He whistles and the children crawl to him
"First your gift, I can only imagine how bad they treated you I hope this makes up for it"
>He presents the crate

>>2355289
>a form emerges from the grey liquid, spindly and lithe
>it approaches the security crew, making bleeping noises

Rolled 10, 6 = 16 (2d20)

>>2355306
>gunships uncloak and give pursuit, launching off missiles and lance weapons while the police set magnetic traps up ahead

>>2355317
>she fearfully raises the lid of the crate

>>2355325
>Inside is a suit of powered armour, its finely crafted with runes and other designs covering most of the silvery plates of some alien metal, the suits servos are arranged to give the wearer enhanced strength and speed as well as several weapons in the gauntlets. Finally the helmet is in the likeness of a bat's head
"I hope you enjoy it"

>>2355320
"Uhhhh what does this bleeping mean?"
>The Company of armed men shrug and shoulder their weapons but the Captain walks towards it slowly putting away his weapon and putting his hands in the air
"Hey don't worry little buddy I'm not here to hurt you.Just tell your mom here to move out and we'll all be good."

>>2355331
Oh, thank you Rukaar!
This is an exquisite piece!

>she suddenly seems less bothered about the utter carnage and countless lives ended by the babies

Yes, this more than makes up for it.

>>2355334
>the being emits a light that scans over the captain
>after finishing it makes to walk to one of his men and continue scanning

>>2355337
>The Captain nervously puts his hand out and touches the being
>Hand spread out to pet it like it's a giant horse

>>2355343
>the being recoils
(Does the captain have a walkie talkie or radio of some sort?)

>>2355349
>The Captain puts his hands up and grabs his radio from his belt calling to the ship in orbit
"Uhhh guys.I think we found a new sort of life form here.Uhhh do we have any protocol for handling this?"

>>2355336
"The helmet holds multiple vision modes to enhance tracking, the suit has a built in cloaking device and even better I had yours fashioned to be lighter than mine our hears so you aren't held down but still get good defense.
And it has a cape

>>2355363
>the form shoots out a string of goo that connects it to the radio
>a heavily synthesized voice comes through
We are Trailblazer Probe Theta-Gamma. Resources required for continuation of mission.

>>2355370
>He yells back to his men
"Guys it's talking now what do we do?"
He grabs a protein bar and throws it over
"Does this work? Otherwise I know some lovely rocks right over there."
>He points and then lights a flare throwing it over to a pile of rocks

>>2355376
Refinery adequate. Resources acceptable.

>>2355385
>He facepalms
"There goes my damn bonus."
>He gets out a holomap and throws it to the being
"Welcome to our little corner of the galaxy.Trojan is the next two lefts and then you'll be able to meet all those diplomatic fuckers."
>The refinery explodes in the distance and the security team heads back to the shuttle
"Have a nice day."

>A message is sent to the UUW embassy on Trojan apologizing for not being able to send a diplomat in person
>But it contains a message asking for a defensive pact against the invaders.Humankind must stand as a bulwark against this enemy that knocks on the Federation's door,shall the UUW answer it with them?

>>2355389
Further information requested: pinhole coordinates.

>>2355450
>He yells back one more time
"Urghhhh it's in the map.I don't know what the hell a pinhole is but if you use warp then it should be there."
>He mutters
"Lazy bastards,first they blow up my facility and then they ask me to help them."
>He closes the door and heads to orbit

>>2355438
>The message for a while goes unanswered until last minute...

>The UUW will accept the defensive pact for the invasion.

>>2355313
"Interesting. The Court Is Being Held Ahead."
>The Ferrarch Points to a large set of doors with several guards and other assorted Worldborne talking among each other.

>>2355496
"Thank you Ferrarch"

>With a gesture all but 2 guardians wait as far from the door as they are able while hears strides towards the portal, head high and gaze unfazed. His guardians however roll their arms and keep a tight grip upon their weapons, each flinching slightly if they meet a world borne gaze

>>2355488
>A fruit basket and thank you note is sent to the embassy in response

>publius has just returned to trojan after an inspection tour of the empire's frontier fortifications

>>2355622
>Karl is out taking a walk around Trojan after thankfully having his bionic eye fixed.The red light dimmer today to respect the other pedestrians when he bumps into Publius himself
"Hello my Roman friend. Also on a walk I see?"
>He gives the man a handshake and they continue walking

>>2355528
>Hears and his me funnel into the chamber along with the other forms of Worldborn from outside. Taking note of its height to accommodate the larger WorldBorne who attend. The architecture looks less like it wasn't carved out and shaped more like clay. In the center of the room is a circle made up of chair shaped like the rest of the room, possibly from volcanic rock. At one side of the circle sits and enourmous chair, the biggest in the room. Opposite it is one that would be more suited to Hears.
>almost all the other Ferrarchs have taken their seats aside from Qualium.
"That Seat Is For You Korr Hears."
>pointing to the smaller one.

>>2355627
ah karl how are you?
battening down the hatch for the storm that's coming?

>>2355628
"This one thanks you for your considerations, Grand ones"

>Taking his seat, Hears fixes his gaze to the largest Of the worldborne. His guardians take a place behind the chair, more out of sight than brazen

"This one Speaks for his kind, and Hopes that these whisper-talks prove fruitful. Do you have anything you wish to ask of him before he speaks of his own items?"

>>2355632
"More like reinforcing the hatch by welding some inch thick steel onto it and then putting down auto turrets in case any water gets through."
>He laughs
"Do you think this is the prophecy that we heard of so many months ago?"

>>2355655
"The Korr Will Arrive Soon. As For Querries...."
>Silence takes over the room for a few seconds before another Ferrarch speaks.
"Is It True They Have Come Again?"

>>2355750
I hope so, I would hate for there to be something even worse coming after

>>2355780
"Hah I wonder what could be worse than this."
>He chuckles again
"How goes your preparations? Are you going to send any ships down our way?"

>>2355775
"Again, we may not say in good faith. But a threat has come from far off. 4 differing types of creatures and factions if our seers are to be believed........And one is coming directly for The allmother and for you. We shall stop them have no doubt."

>>2355797
probably not, we are planning on relying on our pre existing fortifications and look to our own.
but if you need help learning how to build good forts we can help you with that

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>>2355834
>A new voice enters the room. Loud but calm.
"Should They Come For An East Harvest They Will Be Left Wanting."
>The newest arrival must be the Korr they speak of. He stands as the largest among the WorldBorne, the biggest of the Comodes could look short by comparison.
>The rest of the WorldBorne address him as he takes his seat.
"You Are Hears The Call Korr Of The Feroxians, Correct?"

>>2355968

"He is glad to be recognized and be of the same mind, This one is The Korr of the feroxians. You are the Korr of the metallic WorldBorne, yes?"

>Hears rests back in his chair, unbothered by the fact his blade is across his back

>>2355365
I am very grateful.

How did you know what proportions it had to have when you had it made, may I ask?

>>2356097
"Indeed."
"Now We Settle This Conflict In Full. That We Might Bring Our Focus Where It Is Needed Most."

>>2356172
"You wish to Stand with us and kill those whom would set foot upon the Worlds of this system?

Our ways of war are different metal ones. This one requests that you man these chambers, fortifying and using the anti-star sailor weapons. Leave the battles of space to us. With luck and skill they should die before they reach the surface"

"Any information on them is also of import, for more of my allies"

>>2356232
"I Will Give you One A Weapon To Combat One Of Their Most Powerful Weapons. One to Combat Fear. Your People Will Not Haunt Themselves In Fear Of the Unknown. For This I Will Give You Their Name."

>>2356535
"This one thanks you, A name works well even if more must be discovered By ourselves"

>>2356583
"Cryzaxiaat."

>>2356098
"I didn't make it, my master War smith did"

>>2356619
Y-yes, but how did you know the measurements of my body to make the order?

>>2356631
"Remember that time you slept on Ru the night before my marriage, I told him the beings I trusted the most and deserved rewards. You were measured in your sleep"

>>2356640
>she just stands there in stunned silence
>you feel that this is probably an apt time to go

>>2356592
"This shall be relayed, Now then. Onto my own items of interest. Housing of your kin and the Constructions upon this world"

>He shifts slightly to lean forwards

"Your homes down here are.....not complete this one assumes. If you intend to remain here then they will be required to be finished. We will assist you if you so desire. Tangibly related to this, Is construction and refinement of our pre-existing structures. This place is meant to be a bastion, beyond reproach. We would like you to assist us in this"

>>2356690
>He happily hands her the box and leaves, happily oblivious to the violation of basic rights that he ordered to be committed. One of the babies wave as the are carried away

>The administrator continues to toot away on his saxophone, much to the chagrin of the napping security guard

>Rukaar makes his way to the Dukedom embassy holding two more crates as his children sit on his shoulders

>Taxla stands under the gate of the Dukedom embassy, overseeing that the staff hang the lanterns in the right spot
>He's standing eating a fruit, wearing his dark great trousers and a white shirt, on break from his own duties

>>2356830
Ah Ranaos, I have a gift for you and fang

>>2356840
Ah Rukaar, you are most welcome!
>He bows
I see your children are well. So, what do you with to gift me?

>>2356861
>Rukaar opens one of the crates
"A suit of armour not unlike my own, a powered war suit with a cloaking device. This one was created specifically for you"
>The two Rumar pups make happy whistling sounds

>>2356876
>Taxla inspects the gear
Superb craftsmanship, I will inspect it later once the festivities have ended.
>He motions to two idle Kroak who move to bring the crate inside
Your children are well then yes?

>>2356888
>Rukessa snorts smoke before rukaar can answer, her nostrils resembling that of a dragon's.
"They are doing more than well, could you take this crate to Fang?"
>he holds up the second crate

>>2356900
>He signals to some Yss workers to move it to his office and picks up Rukessa
She has grown much, and I see that the Heart has effected her. Perhaps it will aid her.

>>2356911
>Rukaar scratches Rukandos' skull plates as Rukessa coos and whistles in Taxla's arms

>>2356923
>Taxla smiles as he holds her, with Fang coming out of the embassy, unusually not carrying the Heart with him
"Ah Rukaar, good to see you and your young here. I thank you for the gift, it will serve me well."

>>2356937
>Rukaar nods to the Kroak
Yours is model after the creature called a "Dragon". I wish I knew where to find one, that would be a great hunt don't you think?"

>>2356951
"As do I, they would be worthy additions to the Dukedom."
>He takes Rukessa from Taxla and holds her in one of his massive hands
Surely you don't hunt reptilians?

>A message arrives on the desk of the leading Pollupi Administrator inexplicably
>It reads"Why are you taking so long you tentacled fucks?"

>>2356970
"Of course we do, they hunt us we hunt back. Its a cycle"

>>2358919
Well, it sounds fair enough, but we may ask for the species at some point, regulations and all. Will you be joining us later for the celebration?

>>2358929
"Celebration for what?"

>>2356691
"Our Strongholds Are Complete In Defense. It Was Most Vital When They Were Built."

>>2358935
"Then you and yours have sanctuary. This cuts down upon the workload, And This one still requests you assist with the fortification of the rest of the complex. You are free to deny him this, it is a hope"

>With a dismissive gesture Hears moves on

"And a final article before his speech leaves him. One of your Ferrarch's Mentioned that you have kin among other stars and other worlds, This one Believes that he has found one such being, currently murdering its way across a planet named Nox. Do you wish to have anything done with this information?"

>>2358932
It is 50 years since Duke Scales of Gold took the Kroak throne, and these occasions are of great importance to the Kroak, and now in the Dukedom at large.

>>2358938
"Nox?"
>Numideion extends his arm, palm open, and brings up a 3-D star map in the center of the room.
"Where Among The Void Does Nox Reside?"

>>2358981
"That information eludes me. However Access to the planet can be achived through whisper-talk with one of my allies, their people are currently paying the price for waking the worldborne"

>As he speaks he calls up his own memory and taps along a holo pad, then gestures at the 3d map outlining an area

"That is the Drakul Space, in rough estimates. Secretive and deceitful they are not to be trusted, and they are aware that this one has contact with you, if not your location. Nox is their capital and as such we do not know where it is"

>>2358989
>The Korr waves his hand and map shifts to a much closer view.
"This Is A Map Of The WorldBorne Sovereignty Before The War."
>The Map shows a generous area of space which occupies areas that make up Drakul, Feroxian, and several other star nations.

>Several star systems light up Ferox being the center of them all and another lights up in Drakul terrorize.

"These Drakul Must Have Unearth A Slumbering Worldborne From The Stronghold There And Decided To Prod For Information."

"When The Conflict Tore Apart Much Of Our Realm We Retreated To Ridden Strongholds Deep Underground To Ride Out The Storm."
>Numideion lets out what might be a groan before leaning back into his chair.
"Now The Cryzaxiaat Come For Our Key Holdout. Whether By Choice Or Coincidence I Know Not."

>>2358943
"Why would I be celebrating?"

>>2359014
"Then this one would ask for a copy of this map for confirmation purposes. And once more he offers the means to speak with these beings.

They will not attempt to return this Worldborne without some gain, so this is up to you."

>Hears is quiet as he finishes speaking, thinking. The beings are coming back, this imply's reparations or a cycle against the galaxy. the conflict they imply could be internal or this invader.......and if the second, possibly too tough to defeat.....too many unknowns

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>the probe continues to absorb the resources held in the mining facility

>Jezebel sends a message to the admiral, something to do with an international research effort

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>Meanwhile on Trojan Trio are making an anti-air battery in their backyard
>Roll for quality

>Aboard the Mothership "Call to the Harvest" a service is being taken.Translated from Cryzaxiaat.
>Thousands of silent red armored Reapers stand at attention as one armored in gold and white speaks in a dark booming voice
<Brothers welcome all.Here we come to be blessed in the light of the crops that we sow.The hunger of our people will be resolved for millennia by our actions today>
>A massive emerald crystal of pyschoaether shines in the light of the room
<First we must sow in the soil of these worlds,using our holy weapons to irrigate the crops with blood.Then we must wait and guard our catch so that no pests infest it.Do not worry for the living brothers they will be reborn in the glory of the pyschoaether to serve a higher purpose just as our [UNTRANSLATABLE] have sworn! Now go to battle!>
>The Reapers cheer and drink ethermass mixed with water the bitter flavor of the H2O making them feel the bloodlust in their [UNKNOWN]
>The fleet jumps just outside to the Ferox system

>>2359090
>Drakul stealth ships observe, sending calls for special forces transports to stand ready

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>2359090
>Crimson warships emerge from the dark void of space at the asteroid belt of the Ferox system.Some construction ships seem to be modifying the asteroids in the belt but the majority of the fleet moves on.This section of the fleet:200 corvettes 50 destroyers 20 cruisers 15 battleships,3 dreadnoughts and 7 carriers advance towards the fortress world
>The engines of the smaller ships racing as the carriers release a squadron of fighters and bombers each the bombers racing towards the planet to bomb the defenders

>>2359090
>meanwhile the roman empire continues to expand and improve its massive system of frontier fortifications

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>>2359090
>Commander Jergen is carefully observing them, just in case they'll need help
>>2359086
>Meanwhile Trio have build a turrent outfitted with seeking missiles and chainguns in their backyard, megaplex is relatively safe from air attacks

>A second Rupture of invaders breaks free from their wormholes spearheading towards the Caldorian fleet. Marked with red hulls pulsing with inner heat the second legion prepares for assault. Thousands of furnace dregs and overseers stand in formation with and eerie silence save for their internal forges burning hot. In front of the legion stands a beast of red metal and the look of a predator, it gives no words rather it's commands given via vast communication networks wired into each of his units. This is his last inspection of the 425th fleet before live combat with their prey. None will stand against the tide of fire and steel

>The fleet nears Unitum Ferro

>>2359090
>The star map changes to a map of the local system showing the invasion fleet.
"The Reapears Come To Harvest."
>Murmors break out among the gathered Worldborne
"THEY WILL RECEIVE NAUGHT BUT FAMINE!"
>The Korr roars as he rises to his feet.
"Prepare All Forces For The Coming Attack!"
>War cries sound out as the Worldborne move to their positions and the chamber shifts revealing facilities befitting a command center.

>>2359105
>Dell is working on his new personal ship when receives a message on a small pocket pc clipped to his hip. This message reads
>Dell, we are going on high alert. The moment that we have been preparing for is finally happening. I'm going to need you in the main building pronto, as nobody else has your key. -Dauges Vapor
It's about time.

>In the past few months, the Ploraxians have been developing and making massive strides in military technology and development.
>from better infrastructure, combat doctrines, and cloaking, along with ship-building, the Ploraxians are trying to gain speed with everyone else
>they also seek to begin a cross-training exercise with fellow empires.

Rolled 17, 7, 19, 1, 16, 3, 16, 20, 15, 10, 8 = 132 (11d20)

>>2359090
>As the sensors Detect this fleet emerging along their borders Hears rises from his seat

"They arrive. To battle Worldborn, May the allmother protect you"

>With a barked command, the Feroxians make haste, Practically sprinting for the shuttles and the new gift rukkar had given him.

>All across the Ferox system, the call is sent that the enemy has arrived and Hears voice is cast across the system, relayed and passed on, half of it directed at the encroaching fleets.

"Hunters, Masters, Packs, Groups, Smiths, Wisemen, This sun-path we face a foe who dares to enter our space, in defiance of our laws. The come with blade and bow, metal and bone to bring us harm. To Sully the surface of the all mother and her children like the filthy sky striders before them.

This one looks at them and he sees a tide, a fleet of beyond counting, relentless and all consuming. But then he looks to Ferox, to her sister worlds and he sees a few, so very few defenders, He sees blades gleaming with light, ready for the slaughter. And he sees HATE.

WE SEE THESE BASTARDS AND WE HATE. WITH THIS HATE, WE SHALL DRIVE THEM BACK, WE SHALL RAIN BLOOD UPON OUR WORLDS AND WE WILL LAUGH AND BURN THEM FROM THE VOID. HE SEES THEM COME AND HE SAYS THIS

LET THEM COME, HERE WE STAND AND HERE THEY DIE. NO INVADE SHALL MAKE HOME ON FEROX WHILE THIS ONE HAS BREATH. LET THE MURDER MAKE BEGIN"

>As the transmission ends, the counter attacks start

>>2359102
>The mothers anger opens fire upon the attackers, attempting to pick apart the bombers, even as the jungles begin to burn and a few underground chambers begin showing signs of strain. the orbital guns begin to bark at the invaders.

[first 6 for the anger at minus 4]
[next 5 at normal for orbital guns]

>>2359111
>The First of the enemy ships near the cluster of steam powered vessels and the giant metal contraption that is Unitum ferro. A single message is sent to the republic
"Resistance is Useless, accept your doom"

>>2359118
>meanwhile, they try and set up their military network to prepare for the onslaught of enemies which will arrive.

Rolled 5, 11, 7, 16, 17, 19, 9, 18, 16, 13, 4, 11, 17, 19 = 182 (14d20)

>>2359120
>A cruiser is damage by the long range fire of the Anger.
>The ground batteries manage to hit four squadrons of the razor sharp corvettes.The corvettes continue rushing forwards heading straight towards the defenses
>The carriers send out 14 squadrons of bombers aiming at the superdreadnought to draw it off it's little allies
<Be still,fear not the Reaper for their duty is righteous>
-The Book of the Reaper Ch.187

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>2359124
>A message is swiftly sent back
"Good morning! And welcome to Unitum Ferro! If you would look to your assumed right you will see my beautiful ship that we call a planet. If you wish to survive the encounter you have initiated, then accept our negative response. If you wish to be wiped off of this plain of existence and used to fuel our massive race, continue with your 'assault'.
>Roll to convince

Rolled 19, 8, 6, 1, 6, 14, 19, 7, 16, 17 = 113 (10d20)

>>2359131
>The furnace master chuckles to himself before sending the vanguard for his fleet to weaken the metal planet's defenses

Rolled 20, 20, 17, 6, 7 = 70 (5d20)

>>2359130
>The Anger growls, switching fire to the bombers........too little to late. the first 5 rip away the shields, the second 5 takes away layers of plating.......and the last 4 hit viscous wounds along its core, bridge and engines.......It detonates in violence, the deathcry of a massive beast.

"AND FIRST BLOOD TO THE INVADERS, LET US REPAY THEM IN KIND MY BROTHERS. SHOW THEM HOW RIGHTEOUS THEY WILL BE IN DEATH"

[first roll to see how big a boom the ANGER makes as it dies]
[next 5 for anti orbital fire]

>The anti-orbital fire redoubles its effort, seeking to reap as much blood the anger had shed

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>2359154
[forgot the boom]

>>2359029
>The security captain gets a message that another facility is under attack again
"Goddamnit now I'm mad.Get our other frigate "Son of Old McGee" out there and I'm taking two whole companies and armor there.Now let's move out you assholes.
>Within a few hours two frigates arrives at the world this time when the companies disembark on the planet they have two old Patton MBTs with them and they start moving in putting down sandbags and making a perimeter as they prepare to move in

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>2359136
>Half of the attack either misses or is absorbed by Unitum Ferro's mighty shield. The other half pokes through and hits a factory, demolishing it.
"I see how this is."
>Dell gives the order to have the planet simply consume the enemy fleet.

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Rolled 19, 18, 16, 9, 19, 15, 4, 2, 4, 13 = 119 (10d20)

>>2359158
>The planet doesn't do much as Unitum's ferro's defense fleet is torn to pieces without getting orders. The vanguard fleet fires into the metal world's maw

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Rolled 60, 16 = 76 (2d100)

>>2359154
>They shatter a battleship and the damaged cruiser is burned apart. The bulbous rounded hulls of the vessels hanging in the orbit of the planet as the rest of the fleet moves in
>The Corvettes are where the majority of the action is taking place and 25 of them ram themselves into the surface the others coming close and providing ground fire as the first wave of singing Reapers touch the sacred surface.Their plasma shotguns turning whoever they see to ash as they start spreading the caustic ethermass all over the soil and dead of the world
>Corvette kamikaze,First Wave

Rolled 7, 5, 7, 14, 18, 13, 8, 16, 3, 17, 12, 18, 6, 2, 3 = 149 (15d20)

>>2359160
>Dell watches as planet's console catches fire, and the enemy's counter attack tears through the front lines.
"Shit shit shit shit SHIT! Get everybody out there right now, this is already not going well"
>as Dell puts out the fire, a good portion of the Unitum Ferro fleet responds to the attack.

Rolled 8, 12, 11, 2, 7, 19, 18, 16, 6, 20 = 119 (10d20)

>>2359169
>A wave of Corvettes and Cruisers are torn to pieces by the combined power of the fleet. 4 battleships move through the smoldering wrecks that now drift towards unitum ferro as flaming debris. Behind the battleships advances the remaining corvettes that attempt to ram directly into the defense fleet and the metal world to allow their troops to land. Meanwhile Overseer 425 watches the glorious slaughter unfold ready to advance with the remaining fleet. His legion still silent despite the maelstrom of molten steel and hellish plasma that echoes around them

Rolled 3, 10, 13, 3, 19, 11 = 59 (6d20)

>>2359166
"SO MUCH THEY FEAR US, THAT THEY WOULD RATHER KILL THEMSELVES THAN FACE YOU. PATHETIC.

ATTACK, NO QUARTER, NOT RETREAT"

>As the corvettes drop down, a battery is crushed, the chamber plunged into dust and fire. Feroxians hold the entrances, laughing and whooping alongside the Worldborne Allies

"BLESSED ARE THE HUNTERS, THE MOTHERS ENFORCERS. FOR MOTHER AND LUPERCAL"

[first 4 for anti orbital]
[next 2 for feroxians and mounted turrets on the ground, plus 4 to each due to choke points and weight of fire]

Rolled 48, 100 = 148 (2d100)

>>2359177
>Dell has never been so angry in his whole life. He slams the big button with a sticky note on it that reads 'nom'.
"FUCKING FUCK"
>first roll for planet, second for ground troops brace

Rolled 7, 6 = 13 (2d20)

>>2359185
>The first Reapers drop but they expected this,they knew the living would not go quietly into their noble destinies and that they would need some aid.They march forwards grimly singing their deathmarch in their deep voices dropping ethermass and little chunks of pyschoaether as they converge over the dead and towards the fortress opening.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4UeSwpJ6j-A
>They are dropped fresh reinforcements and Tripod walkers to join in the assault as the decimated front line slowly moves forward.The walkers spewing caustic and radioactive pyschoaether to clog the tunnels
>Walkers 1st Reapers 2nd +3 to walkers

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>>2359190
>The two fleets crash together in a ball of iron and death, grievous losses on both sides as Unitum Ferro's shield crumples under the weight of the relentless assault from the invading ships as well as the debris of both fleets. Soon the invaders make planetfall...
>...which turns out to be a huge mistake as Thousands upon thousands of clockwork automatons wait for them. Metal meets metal as the Caldorian troops are able to hold their ground and keep the extragalactic invaders at bay, Lesser overseer 743 leads a second assault against the ground forces garrisoned in a series of foundries and battlements

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>2359210
>Guess who forgot dice

Rolled 3, 3, 10, 8, 14, 20, 4, 6, 12, 14, 7, 10, 4, 2 = 117 (14d20)

>>2359205
>And also bombers
<Remember never to Harvest before the crops are ready>
-Book of the Reaper Ch 1457

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>2359211
>the Furnace fleet army, overrun by automatons, takes innumerable casualties as the ruthless machines that make up Unitum Ferro's army rush fearlessly to battle.
"Serves them right. Fuckin... assholes"
>Dell radiates stress as he orders more ground troops to the battle.

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>>2359228
>The horde slows itself before it takes too many losses to advance, several transformer ships land and start converting the ground to the Overseer's ideals, as the ground shifts from neat bronze into dirrty rust and spiked iron millions of lesser dregs surge forward to throw themselves on the Defenders, a suicide charge unseen by the Caldorians.

Rolled 20, 2, 5, 18, 4 = 49 (5d20)

>>2359227
>Another orbital bombardmnet, another lost cannon. Still they continue to bark, focusing on the carriers and larger craft this time

[first 3 rolls]

>The Feroxians die, dozens dropping with the walkers assault, but the Aliens will not take this juncture while the a single defender draws breath, they need time for their allies behind them to set up.......

[second rolls of feroxians and turrets. plus 4]

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>2359236
>Once more I forgot dice

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Rolled 16, 19, 9, 12, 19, 17, 16, 17, 1, 5, 12, 4 = 147 (12d20)

>>2359238
>Another battleship is destroyed by the fire.Massive rounds breaking the shielding and then opening the hull to the void. The fleet moves over the world and 20 massive walkers drop onto the heart of the defenders
>Walkers and Reapers form a crimson carpet but the superheavy machines march forward massive plasma beams gouging out the underground fortifications +5 to roll
>The Dreadnoughts open fire and Use All Power to Weapons as they fire barrage after barrage into the forts +3
>First 9 dreads,10 infantry,11 light walkers,12 superheavy walkers +5

Rolled 58 + 4 (1d100 + 4)

>>2359239
>Dell slightly wants to die as he watches hundreds of his mechanical soldiers being torn to shreds.
"GET THOSE DAMN FACTORIES UP AND RUNNING BEFORE I FUCKING EXPLODE"
>in the mean time, Dauges is giving coordinates to 4 artillery locations, as well as giving a defense of millions of cheap drones similar of those to the Furnace fleet's own.
>d100 for defense, d20s for artillery

Rolled 2, 6, 17, 2 = 27 (4d20)

>>2359272
Artillery

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Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>2359272
>The Furnace legion is relentless, tides of sinew melded with flesh attack the defenders, factories and fortresses fall under the iron tide, molten steel is freed from the landing ships to further toxify the landscape as the legion fights through the hundreds of layers that form unitum ferro

Rolled 2, 7 = 9 (2d20)

>>2359268
>The planet cracks, the jungles burn and they sky takes on a glow of embers as the gases in the very air ignite under the blows of the dreadnoughts........A giant rent being torn open across the board and the many entrances to the structure being blown open.... until another barrage buries half. The walkers manage to make some headway, burning through some of the defenders to make a beach head.

>The defenders cackle and laugh, 50 remaining, And rather than retreat, they charge aiming To make as much damage as they can, a wild loping charge hurling grenades and swinging sabers. The turrets expending the last of their ammo.

[the charge and the turrets, no modifier]

Rolled 95, 3 = 98 (2d100)

>>2359280
>Dell watches as his army is ripped apart.
"I want everybody evacuated to the underground now. This is our final measure."
>the workers in the main control building work relentlessly to get the rest of their army to the battlefield.
>first for defense, second for wave of heavy soldiers
"If the shit hits the fan any harder than it already has, then I want the sentinel brought online."

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Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>2359310
>The Defenders successfully hold against the tide, entire bulwarks made from.corpses of invaders. Bit their attack is endless and silent as they continue to pour into the lower layers as they tear apart the heavy troops in a fountain of slaughter

>>2359300
>The Reapers stand side by side their hulking forms forming an unbroken line as the Feroxians run towards them.They wait singing their war songs as the Feroxians approach
<Let our souls be given to duty let no job go undone>
>100 yard
<The Reapers hand is everywhere the Reaper men are bound by fate.Puppets in his grasp>
>75 yards
<The Reaper men are coming and they've come to kick your [EXPLETIVE]>
>At 50 yards they open fire with their close range plasma shotguns the bursts of energy burning the charging warriors away as a massive beam courses over the surface of the world
>Cutting a massive pathway for the ocean to flood the underground tunnels and pathways as the Reapers spread their deadly seeds and in a show of honor they burn the dead on a funeral pyre.

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>>2359020
A party is a party, my friend.

>>2359324
>As the men turn to dust, A last feroxian from the gates stares at the approaching army, before hurling his message, voice carrying like a gods roar

"FIRST BLOOD TO THE INVADERS, NOW LET US SEE HOW THEY FACE WAR UNDERGROUND."

>And with that,the great doors of the fortress drops shut, sealing away the feroxians and their allies, thick meters of metal barring their paths

Rolled 65, 42 = 107 (2d100)

>>2359322
>it's almost like the Furnace fleet all stubbed their 'toes' and were put under a spell of immeasurable pain. The damaged army of Calor sweeps through them like they had Unitum Ferro's space fleet.
"Wow, that just happened I guess. Do we have any more factories available? Awesome, get them working."
>the factories of Unitum Ferro begin working tirelessly to build more troops to fight the invaders.
>first roll for offense, second for factory effectiveness

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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>2359343
>The Head Overseer lands on Unitum ferro and leads the counter attack against the defenders with a series of animal looking constructs fronting the attack

>>2359324
>Meanwhile...
>The construction ships have anointed fifty asteroids with the Holy Substance,crystalline structures already growing from them and dotting their surfaces.
>They are pushed in a trajectory towards the least defended of the three worlds in the system.The Reapers wish to save their strength to take the World of the Wolves and by the command of Harvester Gungyr Yec they will take it for the glory of the job
>The asteroids are fitted with thrusters to speed up their progress as the rest of the fleet moves out. The advance guard of the fleet moving towards the capital world of the system

>>2359157
Violent acts will be met with force.

Rolled 76, 28 = 104 (2d100)

>>2359354
"WHERE'S MY FUCKING SENTINEL, ALSO, I WANT THAT SHIP BOMBARDED NOW!"
>Dell orders for the ship that just landed on his planet to be bombed. As well as a superheavy defense against the new front.
>first roll for bombing, second for defense

>>2359382
>The ship is turned into a molten wreck but not before a strange machine sprints off of it in a flash, meanwhile the legion continues it's assault

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Rolled 18, 17, 2, 15, 3, 13, 1, 14, 7, 7, 7, 2, 13, 9, 11, 17, 16, 5, 19, 12, 12, 1, 16, 10, 6 = 253 (25d20)

>>2359342
>The Reapers are thankful that they can continue their work unopposed and they continue to disembark more troops.Two Lechian (Thousand) Combine assault tanks are brought to the surface where their forms will be able to fit into the tunnels much more when the time comes along with hundreds of thousands of Wirelings,the basic ground troops of the Harvesting force,to join in the underground harvest.
>The Harvester Lord ignores these trivialities,he knows where the true battle will begin
>He has his carriers stay back disgorging fighters and bombers as the heavy ships dreadnoughts first and then battleships turn their fire to the stations of the Wild World
>The battle of Ferox has begun

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2359391
>Forgot dice

Rolled 74, 23 = 97 (2d100)

>>2359391
"I want that damn thing chased down and killed. I don't give a single shit who, or what it is. If it doesn't live here, Kill it.
>Dell sends a drone to identify the mechanical figure, while thousands of troops are sent to the front lines to fight.

>first roll to reinforce front lines, second to locate/identify mechanical figure

Rolled 7, 14, 18, 3, 14, 12, 11, 11, 11, 11, 9, 10, 4, 8, 10, 16, 14, 13, 11, 8, 6, 5, 8, 8, 9 + 2 = 253 (25d20 + 2)

>>2359396
>A number of stations flash, damage occuring as a station dies, burst and flowered.......The other 15 open fire upon the dreadnoughts

[all are weapon platforms +2]

>A message line is directed at the Reapers flagship........

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>>2359397
>A mocking message is sent from the Harvest Lord to the warlord of the furnace fleet
<Need some help brother? You always were so disdainful of my walkers but perhaps they would serve you well now hah.>
>The Armored form laughs
<I hope your harvest goes well my friend.Our people need their fill and I do not intend to fail them>
>A blast shakes the ship the Harvester is on and the message cuts out
<Good luck>

Rolled 12, 13, 1, 14, 11, 1, 15, 12, 18, 17, 6, 10, 20, 14, 17, 10 = 191 (16d20)

>>2359415
>He waves his hand
<Send in the Destroyers,tell them to launch their weapons at close range for maximum effect.>
>The Corvettes move forwards in a massive wave firing to slaughter any fighter pilot brave enough to race forward as the Destroyers blast all power to engines
<Send in seven squadrons of bombers forwards first then I want the dreadnoughts and battleships to continue their bombardment>
>Plasma torpedoes and massive beams of blazing energy pierce the void aiming for the embattled defenders

Rolled 1, 2, 2, 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2 = 34 (25d2)

>>2359448
>Several bombs detonate bombardments raining, ripping apart the 2nd of 16 stations, still they throw back as good as they can

>Still the line remains

Rolled 14, 19, 14, 17, 17, 16, 5, 2, 16, 2, 12, 13, 7, 13, 17, 16, 20, 20, 17, 4, 15, 7, 1, 5, 2 + 2 = 293 (25d20 + 2)

>>2359476
.............umm, wrong dice

Rolled 11, 5, 3, 14, 1, 3, 15, 4, 16, 9, 2, 7, 3, 16, 10, 17, 15, 1 = 152 (18d20)

>>2359481
>Sixteen squadrons of destroyers are blown from the void and the Reaper Lord is angered by this immensely
<My brothers die as we hammer our way through this defense there can be only one solution to this>
>He has the remaining nine squadrons unleash their torpedoes at the structures and then has his entire force move up at full speed towards the enemy
<FOR THE HARVEST WE SHALL TAKE THESE DAMNED THORNS EVEN IN WE HAVE TO THROW OUR BODIES UPON THEM>

Rolled 19, 19, 18, 7, 7, 5, 7, 18, 10, 9, 19, 2, 17, 11, 2, 11, 11, 19, 8, 7, 14, 8, 5, 7, 15 + 2 = 277 (25d20 + 2)

>>2359516
>The third dies, leaving 13 stations left to attack

Rolled 11, 8, 16, 13, 11, 1, 12, 14, 17, 19, 12, 16, 2, 3, 6, 16, 2, 3, 4, 18, 20, 4, 12, 2, 18 = 260 (25d20)

>>2359538
>Three cruisers die but they do not seem to care and with a crash they meet the stations head on their shields at full power to front and at full speed.Twenty-five cruisers smash into them and with full power.

Rolled 9, 10, 7, 15, 11, 20, 12, 7, 20, 9, 9, 6, 4, 11, 20, 16, 12, 6, 3, 13, 8, 3, 13, 15, 20 + 2 = 281 (25d20 + 2)

>>2359547
>10 stations left, the roar of rage from ferox is almost palpable, Assault breaks and sunders, the roars of a people defied.

>Still the spluttering defenders unleash their fury upon the foe

Rolled 18, 16, 19, 6, 5, 17, 20, 20, 13, 12, 10, 15, 3, 2, 8, 6, 9, 10, 6, 14, 4, 7, 7, 12, 4 + 2 = 265 (25d20 + 2)

>>2359579
>The battleships of the fleet open fire as eleven cruisers are destroyed the battle is taking it's toll on the invaders but the Reaper ships aim towards the surface whenever they fall so that even in death they may do their duty
>The battleships are at such point blank range that they cannot even miss and the Warlord calms down as he sees victory almost in his grasp +2 from close range

Rolled 3, 17, 16, 15, 1, 16, 17, 17, 2, 9, 10, 10, 4, 20, 14, 10, 15, 12, 17, 18, 6, 15, 5, 8, 6 + 2 = 285 (25d20 + 2)

>>2359592
>then there were 8. Only the purpose built remain, the civilian stations now dead in space

>The line to the fleet is still blinking, still waiting

Rolled 4 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>>2359602
>The entire fleet pushes as six more cruisers die in the void they move forward as a massive wave and fire all as one.
>+20 from double or more ships

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>2359620
>With the Last Pieces of the defenses in place, they unleash their last

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>2359631
>>2359620
>With unrestrained ferocity the Feroxians at last deal stunning damage to the invasion force and one hundred and thirty corvettes along with all of the forces remaining cruisers and ten battleships are destroyed in a move of tactical genius
>But the Harvest will not be denied and the remaining seven hundred vessels of the fleet warp in at once,reality almost collapsing under the weight of such a maneuver
<You have cost me much savages but now you die>
>+50 from pure overwhelming strength

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>2359652
>The laughing stations continue to fire, Burning with fury and rage, they attack once more. a single line makes it to the harvesters ship

"This one awaits bellow.......if you can reach him"

>>2359357
>stealth ships move close to the strange crystals, observing from a safe distance

Rolled 54, 89 = 143 (2d100)

>>2359668
>>2359652
>The take heavy losses losing sixty more corvettes,twenty destroyers and fifteen cruisers in the process but the world is in sight and space is theirs
<All ships commence bombardment leave the surface ashen and dead. The Harvest will wait enough of our forces are bled today.>
>The ships turn to their task with grim efficiency and start turning the surface to ash in preparation of ground operations
+50from 600+ ships
>Meanwhile asteroids filled with ethermass start crashing into the third world in the system

>>2359357
>>2359668
>Little Confederate bot is seen observing them
>Jergen is awaiting, watching if feroxians will need help

>>2359712
>Ferox burns

>The sky turns Black with the shadows of the enemy ships, streaks of light smashing to the ground like the wrath of the all mother. Gentle inclines and harsh cliffs crumble down to a blackened glass. Islands, carefully warded against the polluting power of industry shatter and sink. The very seas wither and writhe in pain as they detonate and boil.........Hell lands on Ferox, and the sight is enough to turn Hears' stomach to a rage stewing storm of retribution.

>Still many feroxians survive, even as many die before shelter is found.

>Hears speaks, his voice transmitted across the planet by the communications system, the last of it directed at the reapers ships in orbit

"You burn the all mother. This, is beyond all horror and pain. And this one tells you now, He will not allow it to stand.

He awaits your landing and then I will rend you limb from limb"

>The line cuts as the feroxians wait in grim silence, their joyful spirit gone, their homeworld defiled

>>2359749
>As Ferox burns from the invaders another fleet enters, this one bearing the marks and design of the Rumar. Most of the empire's warships are present as Rukaar Voxs Hears
"Am I too late brother?"
>No pride is in the warlord's voice, rather replaced with worry

>>2359762
"Kill them. Then this one is going to take their war lord."

>His voice is cold, hollow even.