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Battle of the Maw

@TJByrum

Pizurk did a thing. You said that Alaric was off limits... but you said nothing about those under his command.

Battle of the Maw

Pizurk sat atop his worg alongside the rest of the so called 'allies' that had managed to gather together in the short about of time that they had all been given to gather their forces for the defense. Beside him rode two other Uruk, both riding on their own personal worgs as the small group remained relatively silent during the process of parley between the two armies that had gathered together for battle.

Truth be told, the Uruk's had gone into the parley with no illusions about how it was going to end; They had given their oaths to hold the Maw or die trying and that was what they were going to do no matter what any of the filthy tarks had to say to each other. The fact that the eastern tarks looked like half bred Zanbaurs didn't improve their standing in the slightest, but despite everything the uruks stay quiet and let the stupid tarks prattle on pointlessly before arriving at the foregone conclusion that there was going to be a battle here today. Honor dictated that the act of parley be upheld and that assassinating an enemy leader when they have come to parley was held in a poor light... even if they were a half bred zanbaur.

However, Pizurk's eyebrow raised as he noticed one of the tark lieutenants stayed behind his leaders pack as the parley came to an end and the rest of the tarks walked away. The tark (Rexus as he would find out soon enough) then had the balls to insult all of them to their faces, but even went so far as to single out himself and his brothers as he reveled the disgust that burned at his core before he turned his back on them to try and ride back to safety.

The keyword being try.

While the uruks had honored the terms of the rite of parley to satisfy their own personal honors in their own eyes (as well as that of their people), Rexus had made a critical error of judgement. By staying behind to insult them, Rexus had effectively revoked the protections that his leaders parley had offered him before; By all rights, he was now just another enemy combatant that had stupidly wandered onto the battlefield alone and into range before turning his back to try and flee.

Pizurk grinned wickedly as he raised his crossbow, his two bodyguards doing the same as they took aim at Rexus's back and sort to answer an age old question: What could move faster, three crossbow bolts or a horse?

Shots lined up, aimed and fired, the Uruk delegation turned their worgs and darted back towards their camp. It was time to prepare for the slaughter to come.

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"If none of you tarks desire command, then let an uruk show you how this battle is going to be won." Pizurk answered the question that Torr had asked, throwing his name into contention for command.

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@Jbcool

Johnathan and Jacob have arrived at the seedy bar. Granted they are currently resting up in the store room out back, but they are at least in the general area.

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The hatch closed behind them with a firm, final sounding snap.

Much to Johnathan's own disappointment, they had encountered no further resistance during their travel through the dark, narrow passages of the deeper lower hive. A missed opportunity to watch his mistress dance further... still, it was for the best. She deserved a much finer stage to perform on anyway, even if her light did shine brighter in the darkness without lesser lights to get in the way.

There were many paths that led up to the higher levels of the hive if you knew where to look; many of them had even started off as actual pathways and access tunnels that had been simply forgotten about over time by those in the upper hives but there were also a few... improvised pathways that had been created by knocking down walls, digging through floors and other activities that often risked the collapse of a structure or two. The route that Jacob was leading him down, according to the man himself, was an old ventilation tunnel that had been converted into a smuggling route for a bar that his cousin owned that he used to occasionally slip in... surplus supplies that no one would miss without bothering any of the watchful gangs or law enforcement.

Even with the mask covering his face and filtering the air he was breathing, Johnathan could tell that the air smelt stale and foul, the rungs of the access ladder they were climbing rusted from age but in much better condition then what they should have been in a centuries old abandoned tunnel; Almost like someone had made some repairs one or two decades back. It was dank, it was dark with only the flickering of his flamers light making the shadows dance to guide them and a fat man would have struggled to move in the space without some kind of oil to help them, but the two of them climbed in silence none the less with only the sounds of their boots on the metal rungs echoing in the dark to keep them company.

In the end through, they reached the top of the tunnel. A new hatch with a proper combination keypad lock was opened and while the light was dim it still hurt the eyes for a moment after the darkness that they had been traveling through before. While both of them were physically fit, they didn't deny themselves the chance to sit down and seal the hatch behind them in order to regain their strength and rest their limbs after the climb.

The two former PDF members sat quietly in what appeared to be a storeroom for what had to be a bar, but their priorities were set; Catch their breaths first, then go and have a word with the owner.

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@6slyboy6

Mate, I'm only saying this because I feel like someone has to... but your siege tower isn't the unbeatable juggernaut that you seem to believe it to be.

Just going to say this to prove a point but... Ranged siege weapons are a thing and you have a pretty big target.

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@babbysama@seriousarmour

Trust me on this. One it comes to dealing with enemy moral... my boys are going to have a whole lot of fun.

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@Jbcool

Somewhere that people like that can gather in... well, relative safety. After all, it's filled with people like them.

Honestly, any books you've got on the gods themselves would be good. Not sure which way Johnathan's likely to turn just yet.

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@Jbcool

I wouldn't mind getting a couple of copies of the PDF's if you're offering.

Also, it seems that Johnathan and Jacob are the first to make a move.

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In the dark depths of the Underhive, light was something to be feared. While the lights were operational to various degrees in the upper levels, once you got down far enough such systems had been broken for so long that some might have assumed that they had never been there in the first place. The only source of light that existed down here was fire and the powers that be had long ago made sure that those who lurked in the depths of the hive held a healthy fear of it.

A quick burst of burning death engulfed someone who was going to regret the last few moments of their life regretting the fact that they had never learned such an important lesson. While he couldn't smell the smoke or the scent of cooking flesh as screams howled through the echo prone tunnels around them through the breathing mask that covered his face, Johnathan couldn't help but smile wickedly to himself with satisfaction at a job well done. There was just something about watching the fire dance so beautifully that lit a spark in him that he had never really felt from anything else in his life and it was just so... breathtaking... every time he saw it playfully tease him with its display he felt his heart race so wildly...

A firm shaking of his shoulder broke the spell of his beloved enchantress. Muffling an annoyed groan, Johnathan turned away from the smoldering corpse as he got back to the task of following Jacob through the tunnels. There was an entrance way to somewhere safe for those that rejected the Emperor nearby and considering that the two of them were meant to be dead with the rest of their squad, the sooner they got into such a shelter, the better.

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I would wait until we have an idea of what we're up against before making a plan to counter it.