[center][h1][color=007236]The Stirrings of Trouble[/color][/h1]

Days Since Arrival- 33 [2 day timeskip]

Tags: [@Frater Jeremiah][/center]

Transmission Incoming:

[quote]To anyone who might be out there, for the love of whatever god is listening I hope you get this and get it fast! We've been on the run this past month or so, fuck knows I didn't keep track. Soldiers, monsters, hell god-fucking-damned sorcerers showed up in the mix! It's been a shitshow from the start and we were caught with our pants down. Despite it all we managed to make our way south, us and some other folk we found along the way. Then met up with some... well tribals I'd guess you'd call them, said they were gods or some such bullshit. They were camped around some huge generator or something, I don't fucking know. Anyways, for a while it seemed like a safe place, they were strong, stronger than any of us that's for sure. But out of the blue a bunch of Road-Warrior rejects showed up and set the place ablaze. Some of us fought, most of us hid while the tribe went to meet them in force. It didn't take long for the bunch of savages to get ripped apart by the bastards. 

We ran as quick as we could when the chief's head was cleaved off his shoulders and dashed on the rocks. I ain't fucking around man, these psychos got all sorts of weird grimy-lookin' tech on 'em. Big guns, mechanical arms, blades and spikes all over 'em. Hooping and hollerin' like a bunch of dumb animals as they wen't round rippin' out innards and quartering bodies. It was about a a day and two nights before they were done, and we heard their buggies and trucks roaring behind us. We scattered, different folks from different groups spreading out so some of us could try and make it out. Not many of us made it this far, found some big ass fort and locked it up tighter than a virgin in Gomorrah. Wasn't long before they found the place and now they're beating down all the fucking walls around us. Don't know who's out there, if anyone is, but help us out and we'll owe you, big. Sending coordinates out, and just gonna hope something worse than those bastards doesn't come a knockin'. Fuck it.[/quote]

It was this message that had sent a large force of the Grineer (led by Sargas Ruk) meeting up with Vay Hek's scouting party. The forces were now heading toward the coordinates that had been sent in the message. The Grineer had finally managed to get some aerial units up and running. The force (which consisted of 20 soldiers from every military class, and some elite Eximus units (1 Energy Leech, 3 Arson, 3 Arctic, 2 Leech). There were also 3 Prosecutors that were part of Vay Hek's personal guard. An additional 2 Bombards and 2 Bailiffs were a part of Sargas Ruk's guard. There were also 5 Shield Dargyns and 5 Lancer Dreg's accompanying the troops from the Sky. Lastly, Vay Hek was in his Terra Frame. When he had to walk on the ground, his steps caused the ground nearby to shake. All in all, the Grineer marching were a fearsome sight to behold. They had yet to build any sizable transports, but were fielding some personnel carriers. The vehicles weren't equipped with any weaponry, but were much faster than the marching they'd had to resort to up to this point.

In the personnel carrier that housed Ruk and Hek was exaclty in the center, the most defensable position. Ruk picked up a communicator. [color=9e0b0f]"Eg gwuwhuzi zupizus" ["See anything suspicious?"][/color] he asked. One of the Eximus units replied. [color=007236]"Noh aktovitoi te reporta." ["No activity to report."][/color] They were sticking to Grineer vernacular as much as possible, to avoid their transmissions being entirely understood. It was still another day's travel to the coordinates at this rate, and Ruk was antsy. He had only assembled this force on the order of the Queens. His tactician's senses were telling him something was off with this whole situation. 

After Hek had found every single inhabitant of the primitive tribe dead, he had reported back and been ordered to join up with the forces. He and Ruk might differ on some points of view, but they both loved their Empire, and wanted to see their Queens rule over all that lived. At least the general had brought his beloved Terra Frame along. Still, he felt the same unease about the situation as his compatriot. He was just a bit calmer about it. Years of politics helped with that.