Naggeroth
15-11-2005, 00:20
Planet: Naggrond
Time: 19:93/Day 32, Month 22 of the Year of Khaine
Location: The Kings Throne room.
The room was dark. This was the throne room of the King of Naggeroth. Black Stone was the construct of this room. From the massive Red and Silver doors, the Red Carpet was layed, it moved forward, heading directly towards the throne. The Chosen Narisal, the Kings Personal Body guard, flanked this Carpet, each one holding a massive Rifle, wearing the battle armour. These men stood ready to defend.
And there was the throne, made of bone and sheethed in gold, it was like a becon shining out in the Dark. All eyes where drawn to that throne, and the armoured figure that sat upon it. This was the King, Sorcerer Lord of Naggeroth, master of the Midnight Star. This was the Mutlated. To his Right stood the chosen of Khaine, the Cyborg Daemon Arkiss, and to his left stood the bound form of Kerysin, the Sorcerer.
Before the King kneeled a Naggrothian, chosen of him. This man wore armour older then time. His sword was blessed by the Temple itself. He kneeled in submission to his lord.
"Rise, General Zhennu, rise and hear my word. The voice wound out, forever changing the life of the man before him. "It shall be you who will lead the war against the World Enders. You shall lead my Legions against the Filth of Great computers. It is my will that they are clensed. There will be no mercy. Their planet will become alters to Khaine, the gods shall feast on his peoples Souls! None will live, the gods shall be pleased!"
"If it pleases my Lord, what Legions shall I be taking under my control?" The General said to the massive form before him.
"Mobilze the 1st and 2nd." The King said softly. "You will have the finest troops I have avalible to me."
"I thank my Lord most Graciously." The General said with a cruel smile.
"Now go, show my enemies how war is commited."
Planet: Naggrond
Time: Planet: Naggrond
Time: 03:00/Day 33, Month 22 of the Year of Khaine
Location: Orbital Control
"General, I am calling in all elements of the 1st and 2nd Legions. They are ordered to muster here. We should have the fleet ready to move by the end of the Rotation" a Officer on the craft said.
"Very good, let us begin then. I want the Black Arks to move now, begin their raids. Remember only to strike low defended worlds for now. Also order the Alters to be erected now. I don't want to get there only to have my forces falter in our advance."
"My Lord, how do you expect us to Set up the alters in advance?" The officer said worried.
"Simple, place them into space. No one will notice an extra asteroid, but it will make our advance all the more easy." He smiled. "So it will begin..."
Time: 19:93/Day 32, Month 22 of the Year of Khaine
Location: The Kings Throne room.
The room was dark. This was the throne room of the King of Naggeroth. Black Stone was the construct of this room. From the massive Red and Silver doors, the Red Carpet was layed, it moved forward, heading directly towards the throne. The Chosen Narisal, the Kings Personal Body guard, flanked this Carpet, each one holding a massive Rifle, wearing the battle armour. These men stood ready to defend.
And there was the throne, made of bone and sheethed in gold, it was like a becon shining out in the Dark. All eyes where drawn to that throne, and the armoured figure that sat upon it. This was the King, Sorcerer Lord of Naggeroth, master of the Midnight Star. This was the Mutlated. To his Right stood the chosen of Khaine, the Cyborg Daemon Arkiss, and to his left stood the bound form of Kerysin, the Sorcerer.
Before the King kneeled a Naggrothian, chosen of him. This man wore armour older then time. His sword was blessed by the Temple itself. He kneeled in submission to his lord.
"Rise, General Zhennu, rise and hear my word. The voice wound out, forever changing the life of the man before him. "It shall be you who will lead the war against the World Enders. You shall lead my Legions against the Filth of Great computers. It is my will that they are clensed. There will be no mercy. Their planet will become alters to Khaine, the gods shall feast on his peoples Souls! None will live, the gods shall be pleased!"
"If it pleases my Lord, what Legions shall I be taking under my control?" The General said to the massive form before him.
"Mobilze the 1st and 2nd." The King said softly. "You will have the finest troops I have avalible to me."
"I thank my Lord most Graciously." The General said with a cruel smile.
"Now go, show my enemies how war is commited."
Planet: Naggrond
Time: Planet: Naggrond
Time: 03:00/Day 33, Month 22 of the Year of Khaine
Location: Orbital Control
"General, I am calling in all elements of the 1st and 2nd Legions. They are ordered to muster here. We should have the fleet ready to move by the end of the Rotation" a Officer on the craft said.
"Very good, let us begin then. I want the Black Arks to move now, begin their raids. Remember only to strike low defended worlds for now. Also order the Alters to be erected now. I don't want to get there only to have my forces falter in our advance."
"My Lord, how do you expect us to Set up the alters in advance?" The officer said worried.
"Simple, place them into space. No one will notice an extra asteroid, but it will make our advance all the more easy." He smiled. "So it will begin..."