A runon competition where both groups will work together in a common
goal to clean up the remaining undead creatures that are remaining on
Judecca. There may be a couple of hiccups along the way and both groups
will work to overcome any obstacles. An initial post will be made on
January the first on the Discourse and then you will proceed from there.
You can’t make two posts in a row. Each post has to be a minimum of 250
Grading: Grading will be based on a traditional grading rubric used for ACC
battles and normal fiction competitions. Post count and quality will be
taken into consideration.
If you wish to make a post before someone else moves the story please post a reply saying Saved. Doing this will mean no one else can post until you have posted your message. Please don’t take longer than 24 hours if you are saving the spot. This allows everyone to get their posts in.
Now without further ado.
Dusk - Planet Judecca
City of Ohmen
It was a rainy evening and the members of Shadow Guard were taking cover inside of what used to be some sort of bar or restaurant that had been destroyed. The campaign, to stop the Empire’s enemies from resurrecting the “Old Gods”, had come at a high price. Buildings and cities all over the Cocytus system had been destroyed in the ensuing chaos. Finally Scholae Palatinae had been able to push back, and defeat, it’s enemies. Delak stood underneath a part of the roof that still stood, listening to the sound of the rain drops bouncing off of the metal roof slats. The rain calmed his already weary mind. It had been days since he had had a good nights rest. The undead never slept so neither would he or his men until they were dispatched. The force would need to sustain them for as long as it could. News, it seemed, would never come from the palace. News of any outside help that might be showing up to aid in the clean up of these undead freaks. It had been hours since Delak’s last communication with the Emperor, yet still there was nothing to be heard. The men were getting restless with the amount of undead surrounding them. They were attracted to noise and light, this is why his men were hiding in the broken down building. They were biding their time. There was a beep at Delak’s wrist communicator.
“It’s about time,” Delak thought to himself. “This is Warrior Delak responding.”
“Warrior Krennel, this is your Emperor. We have made contact with a passing group of the Gray Knights from Tarentum. Battle Team Greywolf is inbound to the system as we speak. They will soon make planetfall and meet you at the Starport. You and your men need to move and get there soon. More details will be given when they arrive. Xen out.” Xen finished as he shut off his line.
“Greywolf? From Tarentum? Well this could get interesting.” Delak said quietly.
Just then Delak heard a commotion coming from outside. He hadn’t noticed it originally but the beep from his communicator had been enough to gather unwanted attention. The undead were upon them.