Campaign Sympathy from the Devil: Campaign to Bryn'adul-held Ankhypt (Kegan, Kubindi, Lowick, Blank Hex, Ankhypt)

[Adrian L'lerim-Vandiir]

Reidun Amersis
The Little Girl, Zealot minor​

Location: Pyramid, Ankhypt
Equipment: 2x Barad kukri | The Bryn’adûl Pulverizer | Barad Special Operations Armour
Enemies: -

More undead, they really didn’t want to run out. She didn't know what was going on inside the pyramid, nor what was going on at super-construct, she had to do anything as a deaf. She hoped she'd get some information soon. But until then she didn’t give up, she definitely wanted to prove she was worthy of being called a warrior. The truth is, she hasn't had to prove this for a very long time because she did, but Little Girl still didn’t think so. She still suffered from a minority complex as before.

The dead undead mound in front of her did not reflect her thoughts. Maybe one day she will think otherwise, it may never. But now she wasn't there to think she was equivalent to her brothers and sisters. Now she still had to prove it, mostly to herself. More cuts, more blows, bones continued to break and flew apart thanks to the girl’s “dance”. There she spun, massacred among the undead.

She didn't really know how long it had been since she started the fight, but she assumed it could have been quite a bit because she was already getting tired, she was starting to feel the passage of time. Not at the time itself, but at the fact that it was becoming increasingly difficult to lift the kukri, that her movement slowed down and became more difficult. She wasn’t exhausted yet, but she felt like she had been fighting for a very long time. It was perhaps the longest battle of her life so far.

And it's not over yet…

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[Primarch Drek'ma]

Objective: Stop the Sith
Allies: Seer Kalanthir | Tathra Khaeus | Keldothera | Kelmor |
Enemies: Sekhari | Arctus Silmar |
Equipment: Staff & Cuirass
Beast: Hadad

The leviathan attacked their forces and consequently drew the attention of the much larger Servitor Hadad, like fins of an approaching shark the black daggers along its flesh carved through the sand toward the leviathan. The sheer mass of the Servitor made everything around it tremble. It was the death sentence of the leviathan that it did not run away.

Drek'ma felt the assistance of the SEER, their combined power allowing him to command Hadad with ease, the sith would die here on this planet. The anubians would return to their graves and quitely die as so many species and civilisations had before them.

Hadad was wider than the leviathan was tall or long. Its massive teeth nearly as large as it itself. Hadad carved toward it, large teeth shaping round the leviathan as Hadad charged out from the sand with terrifying speed to clench down with its massive teeth, puncturing the flesh of the leviathan, whatever was inside leaking out in great volumes as the massive creature would force the leviathan into the sand, its sheer mass crushing the leviathan until it would pop.

 

[Galak]

Objective: Hold the Wall
Allies: Tathra Khaeus |
Enemies: Sekhari |
Equipment: Triad Chaingun | Verikast Armour | Cleaver Axe | Crusher Mace | 2x Brumak Charges
Riding: 54 Juggernaut Majors | 2 Ravagers |

The anubians came charging at him, they didn't understand Draelvasier but Galak roaring as he cleaved through him with his Mace and Axe. They came from every angle, staffs and blades tearing apart his armour bit by bit. An automaton kicked him, careening through the air and crashing into a wall. His shoulder pad fell off, the bigger one. He liked that one, he thought it made him look tougher. He cut off the automatons arm with the Cleaver, knocking it back and away with the Mace as he spun round striking two anubians as they came at him. He ducked under the swing of a blaster staff, slashing ones arm off as turned into a downward strike with the Cleaver - burying it in one of the anubians.

He used his free hand to get one in a headlock, crushing its face in his arm as he battered another with the Mace. One turned him around, carrying a blasterstaff that fired a purple bolt instead of yellow. Maybe he was special, but the purple bolt certainly was. It struck Galak in the chest, sending him skirting through the sand, his breastplate cracked as tried to rise - shot a dozen more times.

The blasterstaffs yellow plasma melted through the verikast, it wasn't quite the right weaponry to hurt a Baedurin but it was still painful.

That was when he heard it over his communication stone. The task was done, bombs were set. Galak smiled at the confused Anubians.

"You fools."

 

[Adrian L'lerim-Vandiir]

Reidun Amersis
The Little Girl, Zealot minor​

Location: Pyramid, Ankhypt
Equipment: 2x Barad kukri | The Bryn’adûl Pulverizer | Barad Special Operations Armour
Enemies: -

Reidun wanted them to remember to acknowledge what she had done. To keep her name up in the songs. Looking at the slaughtered undead, she may have succeeded. One regret, however, was that she could not find a worthy opponent for herself. There was no one alive here or in the former scene to whom she would have said that it would have been a worthy act to defeat him/her, or even that she would have fallen in the battle.

She wished such an opponent had shown up, but that wasn’t the day. Maybe another time if she survives. Until then, though she became more and more tired, but did not give up, she fought on. Time passed more and more, and the Little Girl became more and more tired. By the end, she was halfway to her knees from fatigue. But there was still opposition on the horizon. And she couldn’t give up, her goal was still the survival of her people, her kind. And she won't lose.

She shouted loudly and then headed for one last attack, ahead to victory or death.


OOC: Last post.

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[Sekhari]

Post: 6
Location: Superstructure
Objective: Cut the head off the snake

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Sekhari leapt back to avoid Tathra's oncoming axe blade, narrowly missing it. Her opponent was strong, for certain. Immensely so. Yet while she did not compare to his strength physically, the force would provide all the power she required. She thrust forward her hands, unleashing a torrent of green force lightning into her foe's body, attempting to flare every nerve ending with intense agony.

"Reckless barbarian. You fool yourself into believing your people can hold this world indefinitely, and that you can hold against the Sith Empire as well. Even if you hold us off today, your days are numbered. I will see the Draelvasier suffer until the shame of your failure sinks in. The legacy of the Bryn'adul will be nothing but a bunch of failed xenophobic savages who thought they could somehow take on an entire galaxy....", she said with utter disgust towards Tathra, channeling her hatred and anger into raw destructive power against him.

Tathra Khaeus
Ingrid L'lerim
Sylok'Vanari
Emperor Carnifex
Kascalion Giedfield
Kelmor
Badar
Sethrak
Argaloth
Osam
Primarch Drek'ma
Arctus Silmar
Ellie Mors
Keldothera
Ostak Cl'mana
Gorrge

 

[Tathra Khaeus]

Objective: Buy Time for Galak
Allies: Galak | Primarch Drek'ma | Keldothera |
Enemies: Sekhari
Tools: Axe | Sword | Shield | Armour |

The anubian danced away with incredible agility, but that did not mean the battle was over nor did it mean he would not pursue. She spoke, rage in her voice. What had been done to her kind was not something he could ever wish for his own, but it was necessary. They were in the way, the anubians were weak and feeble, unable to rule themselves. Made puppets of the Sith now to do their bidding.

She was as foolish as the last King of Ankhypt he had disembowelled. Tathra snarled at her, no words to be spoken during the combat. The lighting that exploded from her hands shot out toward him, circlets of emerald curling round his entire body as Tathra took the attack head on. His body tensed against the pain, but he had spent a hundred years learning to deal with pain. In the distance, a massive explosion shook the ground beneath them as the two Brumak Charges inside the pyramid exploded, severing the pyramid in half, its middling almost entirely vaporised.

Tathra lumbered toward her, allowing the lighting to continue to hit him with its full force. All around them, the undead began to collapse and with one final dash, Tathra closed the distance between them, slashing with his Axe at her head whilst holding the sword close to his chest.