@Yennefer uhh... knights are a bit tougher than that. Between their armor and Ion shields a squad of devastator marines would be hard pressed to bring it down. Possible but unlikely.
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i was told that i couldnt have anything bigger than a knight. Its up to the GM but i dont expect a gang of warlords will be allowed. but i could be mistaken.
i was told that i couldnt have anything bigger than a knight. Its up to the GM but i dont expect a gang of warlords will be allowed. but i could be mistaken.
Ullanor Prime - Mek Boss Fortress
Maximus raises his weapons and shouts into the Vox “For the Imperium” while standing his ground against the massive looted Titan. The War Hound repaired with junk and scrap metal, armor plates crudely welded into place. In place of its right arm the Orks had managed to affix a monstrous axe with the husk of a tank hanging by chains from the rear. Its left arm holds a plasma cannon that seems largely undamaged but still has the hallmarks of Orky “Improvement.” A faint haze around the titan belied that the void shield generators where still functioning at some level, what the Orks had done to make them work is anyone’s guess.
Maximus fired his own plasma cannon at the titan which was greeted by the void shield rippling like water at the detonation and sending off a cascade of colorful sparks and arcs of electricity. Other knights and Astartes on the walls began to fire at the titan with largely the same effect, but its shields held. The titan took a step toward the advancing legion but it was shaky, one of its legs had been seriously damaged and the Orks had barely gotten it to work. Gear’ead Da Lootah began shouting, but Maximus was too far away to hear anything over the sound of warfare. In reply to the fire from the Paladins Eternal, the Ork titan raised its plasma cannon and pointed it at Maximus and his bodyguard. Lucius Otho and Junis Brutus of his honor guard see this and move to stand between Maximus and the plasma cannon, this would have been futile against such a devastating weapon but the Orky “Improvements” backfire. Several explosions detonate across the weapon with plasma fire bursting out from the barrel and holes created.
Magnus opens a vox channel, “My Caesar, tank squadrons are coming from all over the fortress to halt our advance, others have left through the outer gates and are coming to entrap us.” Maximus brings up a battle map on his HUD, confirming Magnus’ report. The knights becoming thin as the charge spread out into the interior of the fortress. Maximus opens a vox channel to his Cohort Generals, “Fall Ba-“
Marcus Furius screams “Charge!” into the vox, drowning out Maximus’ orders. He looks over and sees Marcus and ten knights of the Bloody Tenth charging into range of the Ork Titan. Their battle cannons beating uselessly against the void shield. The titan turns to meet their advance swinging its axe low and cleaving a knight in two in one motion, the knight’s ion shields doing nothing to slow the axe. Domitius Marsus, with knights from the 1st Cohort follow Marcus but keep plenty of distance. Maximus Shouts again into the vox "Fall Back! We can bring it down from afar!" but the knights fighting the titan do not disengage. Their weapons hammering against the void shield with blasts of plasma, streams from Meltas, and torrents of bolter fire. The assault breaks the first shield in a shower of random warp energy but the protection remains. Marcus and his knights try to hack through the shield with their mighty chainswords while weathering devastating fire from tanks and Ork Infantry.
A few knights are felled by the wicked axe of the titan and still more are brought down by the vehicular onslaught. The last void shield drops under the combined might of Maximus, his honor guard and Domitius. Their attention is diverted from the titan to the ever growing horde of tanks and assault vehicles leaving Marcus to duel the titan alone. He dodges the massive but slow swinging axe cutting at the titan damaging its legs or body but having little effect. Gear’Ead screams at the defiant knight while swinging the axe, poised to take off the knight’s head. Marcus ducks under the swing just low enough not to be beheaded but the axe still claiming his war banner. He steps in and behind, jamming his chain sword into the titans back, right into to void shield generators causing them to overload with a satisfying blast. The titan stumbles, Marcus cheers as though he had won but the titan lashes out with a kick knocking Marcus to the ground. On his back Marcus helplessly fires his battle cannon while it rears its axe to finish him off. One of the shots from the battle cannon strikes the Mek Boss standing on the titans head, leaving little more than a greasy scorch mark on the titan’s armor.
With the Mek boss dead the machine grinds to a halt once again becoming a useless hulk on the battlefield. The sight of the titan ceasing to move terrifies many of the orks, some of whom flee the battle in any way they can, some even through the imperial lines. Most of the orks however stand their ground and fight, drawing the battle into a long and slow extermination but after several hours the Paladins Eternal claim the fortress and raise imperial banners displaying their victory.
Ullanor Prime – 2 hours after victory – Command station
Inside the ring of Rhino transports the Cohort leaders and Imperial army general celebrate their victory with wine and chanting of Marcus, the Titan Slayer. The group seems not to notice the absence of Maximus in their revelries. He stands with a small group of apothecaries and an imperial army captain away from the others. “2nd Cohort, how did yours fair?” asks Maximus. “Two knights slain, and 153 marines lay slain my Caesar.” Maximus nods noting the figures in a small book and continuing, “The Tenth?” at the question the apothecary becomes visibly uncomfortable “18 Knights slain and 420 marines lay slain my Caesar” Maximus stops writing, heavy marine casualties where expected but the knights rarely receive so many casualties. “How many from the titan?” asks Maximus his voice quiet but hard as stone. The apothecary stares down at his boots, while he answers “10, my Lord”
Maximus straightens himself from writing and stands over the table furious at the numbers, he looks up at the Imperial Army captain. A small woman that couldn’t have been younger than 20 but a hardened veteran none the less, and asks her what news she had. “800 soldiers killed, 5500 rescued from the slave pens. Some of them are crippled and will probably never hold a weapon again” Maximus nods and waves the group away, he had to have a word with his captain.
Maximus marches expressionless into the cheering generals straight towards Marcus Furius. He reaches out and grasps the general by the throat lifting him to eye level. “Marcus Furius, I gave the order to fall back!” Maximus shouts, immediately silencing the other generals who look nervously at what is happening.
Marcus struggles for air as Maximus says to him, “you threw your men away needlessly, you disobeyed my orders, and what do you have to say for yourself!”
Marcus chokes out a few words, “I killed the Ti-“ but Maximus tightens his grip silencing him.
“At what cost! 10 Knights are dead because of your recklessness!”[/b] he throws Marcus to the ground and turns on Domitius who had followed Marcus into the fight with the titan but does not address him specifically. “We do not fight as solitary heroes, we fight as one. For alone we fail.” Maximus turns back to Marcus as he pulls himself from the ground. “Do not disappoint me again Marcus.”
Maximus turns and leaves the group again to find the command Vox, perhaps he should find out what is going on in the rest of the system.
Maximus raises his weapons and shouts into the Vox “For the Imperium” while standing his ground against the massive looted Titan. The War Hound repaired with junk and scrap metal, armor plates crudely welded into place. In place of its right arm the Orks had managed to affix a monstrous axe with the husk of a tank hanging by chains from the rear. Its left arm holds a plasma cannon that seems largely undamaged but still has the hallmarks of Orky “Improvement.” A faint haze around the titan belied that the void shield generators where still functioning at some level, what the Orks had done to make them work is anyone’s guess.
Maximus fired his own plasma cannon at the titan which was greeted by the void shield rippling like water at the detonation and sending off a cascade of colorful sparks and arcs of electricity. Other knights and Astartes on the walls began to fire at the titan with largely the same effect, but its shields held. The titan took a step toward the advancing legion but it was shaky, one of its legs had been seriously damaged and the Orks had barely gotten it to work. Gear’ead Da Lootah began shouting, but Maximus was too far away to hear anything over the sound of warfare. In reply to the fire from the Paladins Eternal, the Ork titan raised its plasma cannon and pointed it at Maximus and his bodyguard. Lucius Otho and Junis Brutus of his honor guard see this and move to stand between Maximus and the plasma cannon, this would have been futile against such a devastating weapon but the Orky “Improvements” backfire. Several explosions detonate across the weapon with plasma fire bursting out from the barrel and holes created.
Magnus opens a vox channel, “My Caesar, tank squadrons are coming from all over the fortress to halt our advance, others have left through the outer gates and are coming to entrap us.” Maximus brings up a battle map on his HUD, confirming Magnus’ report. The knights becoming thin as the charge spread out into the interior of the fortress. Maximus opens a vox channel to his Cohort Generals, “Fall Ba-“
Marcus Furius screams “Charge!” into the vox, drowning out Maximus’ orders. He looks over and sees Marcus and ten knights of the Bloody Tenth charging into range of the Ork Titan. Their battle cannons beating uselessly against the void shield. The titan turns to meet their advance swinging its axe low and cleaving a knight in two in one motion, the knight’s ion shields doing nothing to slow the axe. Domitius Marsus, with knights from the 1st Cohort follow Marcus but keep plenty of distance. Maximus Shouts again into the vox "Fall Back! We can bring it down from afar!" but the knights fighting the titan do not disengage. Their weapons hammering against the void shield with blasts of plasma, streams from Meltas, and torrents of bolter fire. The assault breaks the first shield in a shower of random warp energy but the protection remains. Marcus and his knights try to hack through the shield with their mighty chainswords while weathering devastating fire from tanks and Ork Infantry.
A few knights are felled by the wicked axe of the titan and still more are brought down by the vehicular onslaught. The last void shield drops under the combined might of Maximus, his honor guard and Domitius. Their attention is diverted from the titan to the ever growing horde of tanks and assault vehicles leaving Marcus to duel the titan alone. He dodges the massive but slow swinging axe cutting at the titan damaging its legs or body but having little effect. Gear’Ead screams at the defiant knight while swinging the axe, poised to take off the knight’s head. Marcus ducks under the swing just low enough not to be beheaded but the axe still claiming his war banner. He steps in and behind, jamming his chain sword into the titans back, right into to void shield generators causing them to overload with a satisfying blast. The titan stumbles, Marcus cheers as though he had won but the titan lashes out with a kick knocking Marcus to the ground. On his back Marcus helplessly fires his battle cannon while it rears its axe to finish him off. One of the shots from the battle cannon strikes the Mek Boss standing on the titans head, leaving little more than a greasy scorch mark on the titan’s armor.
With the Mek boss dead the machine grinds to a halt once again becoming a useless hulk on the battlefield. The sight of the titan ceasing to move terrifies many of the orks, some of whom flee the battle in any way they can, some even through the imperial lines. Most of the orks however stand their ground and fight, drawing the battle into a long and slow extermination but after several hours the Paladins Eternal claim the fortress and raise imperial banners displaying their victory.
Ullanor Prime – 2 hours after victory – Command station
Inside the ring of Rhino transports the Cohort leaders and Imperial army general celebrate their victory with wine and chanting of Marcus, the Titan Slayer. The group seems not to notice the absence of Maximus in their revelries. He stands with a small group of apothecaries and an imperial army captain away from the others. “2nd Cohort, how did yours fair?” asks Maximus. “Two knights slain, and 153 marines lay slain my Caesar.” Maximus nods noting the figures in a small book and continuing, “The Tenth?” at the question the apothecary becomes visibly uncomfortable “18 Knights slain and 420 marines lay slain my Caesar” Maximus stops writing, heavy marine casualties where expected but the knights rarely receive so many casualties. “How many from the titan?” asks Maximus his voice quiet but hard as stone. The apothecary stares down at his boots, while he answers “10, my Lord”
Maximus straightens himself from writing and stands over the table furious at the numbers, he looks up at the Imperial Army captain. A small woman that couldn’t have been younger than 20 but a hardened veteran none the less, and asks her what news she had. “800 soldiers killed, 5500 rescued from the slave pens. Some of them are crippled and will probably never hold a weapon again” Maximus nods and waves the group away, he had to have a word with his captain.
Maximus marches expressionless into the cheering generals straight towards Marcus Furius. He reaches out and grasps the general by the throat lifting him to eye level. “Marcus Furius, I gave the order to fall back!” Maximus shouts, immediately silencing the other generals who look nervously at what is happening.
Marcus struggles for air as Maximus says to him, “you threw your men away needlessly, you disobeyed my orders, and what do you have to say for yourself!”
Marcus chokes out a few words, “I killed the Ti-“ but Maximus tightens his grip silencing him.
“At what cost! 10 Knights are dead because of your recklessness!”[/b] he throws Marcus to the ground and turns on Domitius who had followed Marcus into the fight with the titan but does not address him specifically. “We do not fight as solitary heroes, we fight as one. For alone we fail.” Maximus turns back to Marcus as he pulls himself from the ground. “Do not disappoint me again Marcus.”
Maximus turns and leaves the group again to find the command Vox, perhaps he should find out what is going on in the rest of the system.
@BCTheEntity
I don't think so, but I'll check again too.
This could be a product of my personal retardation
I don't think so, but I'll check again too.
This could be a product of my personal retardation
I made friends with BC, never got the invite tho.
M31 – Planet – Ullanor Prime
Maximus with his Cohort Generals and Imperial Army General stand within a loose circle of Rhinos discussing over a war map. The map depicts a massive Ork base that is some miles from them, it is headquarters of Mek-Boss Gear’Ead Da Lootah, several miles away from the primary stronghold. Not only is it a massive manufacturing base it is also a slave camp where Orks work prisoners to death. The Orks had been looting tanks and vehicles since their invasion, the Imperial Army supplied them with a plethora of mighty machines.
Marcus Furius looking down at the map shouts “Caesar! Why are we not assaulting the fortress with the others?” he points at the primary Ork stronghold “This is where we should be! Are we not the siege engine of the Imperium?” His anger is understandable, the Bloody Tenth is always eager to cleave into the thickest of fighting and Marcus’ hatred of Orks run deep. Maximus replies calmly “Marcus, we will be at the stronghold soon enough, this is more important than slaughtering a few Orks. There are subjects of the Imperium inside this fortress. It is our duty to save them if we can.” The group collectively agree, it is their duty to protect the Imperium and its citizens. Maximus looks back to the map, “General Loch, what do your scouts report?” the older general exhales a cloud of smoke from an Iho-stick and picks up a marker, “It’s not good, the Orks have no sense in organization. The slaves are not being held in one location, they are being held in pens along the north wall here-“ indicating on the map with an X “- and here and on the east wall here.”
“So we attack from the south west” says Domitius, General of the 1st Cohort commonly known as the Valiant and Victorious “Keeps the prisoners out of the line of fire” Loch nods, “But it’s the most heavily fortified, my lads counted at least 30 large guns on those walls, size of tank battle cannons and they gave up counting the small gun turrets.”
“That isn’t ideal, but it should be a small matter for us to hammer through. Some artillery before a knight charge we would be inside in under an hour.” Injects Magnus, General of the 2nd Cohort. Loch laughs, “Don’t worry, it gets worse. Auspex scans say there are at least a million Orks inside probably more”
“The Orks are not the issue, this is a manufactorum. What about tanks or heavy weapons?” says Octavianius of the 8th Cohort. Maximus nods “Indeed, orbital scans revealed several hundred looted battle tanks compliments of the Imperial Army, in addition to whatever scrap heaps the Orks have been putting together. Not to mention an Ork Titan, a looted Warhound.”
Several of the Generals began muttering amongst each other, even the smallest of the Titan Legions is a formidable foe for the much smaller Knights. While the Orks have little technical knowledge they seem more than capable of making devastating weapons of war, or making ones they find work. “Orks be damned, where did they find a Warhound?” shouts Marcus.
Maximus ignores Marcus’ outburst and calls for an aide to check if there were any reports that their assault would be aided by another Legion, “No sir! Not that we are aware.” Says the aide, “Bloody glory hounds. They are probably preparing to attack the fortress now, but this needs done we can join them later."
Maximus and his Generals discuss the actual assault plan for some time later, artillery and a barrage from his Knights would breach the wall where the Bloody Tenth would lead the charge and put the fortress to the sword. A simple plan but one that is exceedingly effective, utilizing the overwhelming firepower of his knights and Imperial Army to crush all resistance. Devastator and tactical marines are to follow the knights in rhinos to up positions and scythe the Orks down from their own walls. General Loch and his Remnants are staying clear of the primary assault but are to attack from the rear and rescue the citizens in the slave pens.
6 Hours later
“Remnants in position” calls out General Loch over the Vox “The Orks can see you, they are massing on the walls”
That was the last of the preparations, Maximus climbs into his Knight and feels the plugs enter his cranium and body. For a moment there is nothing but silence as the machine powers up, when the machine wakes up he feels the machine spirit fill his body. The strength of his titan, the unshackled fury coursing through it ready to crush his enemies and show them what a true god of war is. Whole worlds could burn beneath his immortal form, Maximus pushes the thoughts from his mind.
Maximus walks to the front line, and inspects his legion. 5000 knights ready to level any fortress he points them at. He smiles and raises his plasma cannon to the sky shouting “Emperor Aeternam!” into the Vox, he fires into the air signaling the legion to unleash hell. The bolt of plasma detonates and at the same moment thousands of artillery tanks fire, which makes a satisfying rumble that maximus could feel even through his titan. Several moments later the shells land in an iron curtain blasting the ramparts, that was the signal to charge, while the orks where reeling from the first blast.
Maximus pumps his legs pushing the titan to run, while slower than most titans he could encourage the machine to push its limits. As the line of titans and rhinos came into range of the walls dozens of guns on the wall opened fire, massive tank shells detonating on the ion shields protecting his legion. Moments later his legion answered with their own barrage of battle cannons and plasma blasts firing on the run. The wall crumbled before the assault, even before the first titan reached the wall there was a gaping hole a dozen knights wide. The Bloody Tenth reached the gap and was greeted with a volley from looted tanks, several knights where knocked down and possibly slain. The Tenth pressed on carving tanks in half with their massive chain swords and pouring flames on any Ork out in the open. Marcus laughing while crushing a crude Ork vehicle under foot and dousing a munitions depot with fire.
Orks died by the thousands as the rest of the legion pressed deeper. Infantry marines assault the interior of the walls trying to lay claim to the top of the ramparts, several of the guard towers already spraying volleys of heavy bolter fire into the horde of Orks. The southern corner of the fortress burned and was cleansed of Orks within minutes.
Maximus blasts a tank into a smoking crater with a bolt of plasma when he feels a rumble much like the barrage of artillery but rhythmic, like walking, he looks up to see the warhound titan coming out of a huge machine bay. The Ork Mek-boss Gear’ead standing on its head with a bundle of cables running from the back of his head and down into the titan. Dozens of smaller Orks climb over its body ensuring their jury rigged machine continues to work.
Magnus, a mild precognitive psyker and general of the 2nd Cohort says over the Vox “its void shields are up, it will take a great deal to bring it down.” Maximus replies, “For the Imperium!” and trains his weapons on the titan, every other knight follows suit.
Maximus with his Cohort Generals and Imperial Army General stand within a loose circle of Rhinos discussing over a war map. The map depicts a massive Ork base that is some miles from them, it is headquarters of Mek-Boss Gear’Ead Da Lootah, several miles away from the primary stronghold. Not only is it a massive manufacturing base it is also a slave camp where Orks work prisoners to death. The Orks had been looting tanks and vehicles since their invasion, the Imperial Army supplied them with a plethora of mighty machines.
Marcus Furius looking down at the map shouts “Caesar! Why are we not assaulting the fortress with the others?” he points at the primary Ork stronghold “This is where we should be! Are we not the siege engine of the Imperium?” His anger is understandable, the Bloody Tenth is always eager to cleave into the thickest of fighting and Marcus’ hatred of Orks run deep. Maximus replies calmly “Marcus, we will be at the stronghold soon enough, this is more important than slaughtering a few Orks. There are subjects of the Imperium inside this fortress. It is our duty to save them if we can.” The group collectively agree, it is their duty to protect the Imperium and its citizens. Maximus looks back to the map, “General Loch, what do your scouts report?” the older general exhales a cloud of smoke from an Iho-stick and picks up a marker, “It’s not good, the Orks have no sense in organization. The slaves are not being held in one location, they are being held in pens along the north wall here-“ indicating on the map with an X “- and here and on the east wall here.”
“So we attack from the south west” says Domitius, General of the 1st Cohort commonly known as the Valiant and Victorious “Keeps the prisoners out of the line of fire” Loch nods, “But it’s the most heavily fortified, my lads counted at least 30 large guns on those walls, size of tank battle cannons and they gave up counting the small gun turrets.”
“That isn’t ideal, but it should be a small matter for us to hammer through. Some artillery before a knight charge we would be inside in under an hour.” Injects Magnus, General of the 2nd Cohort. Loch laughs, “Don’t worry, it gets worse. Auspex scans say there are at least a million Orks inside probably more”
“The Orks are not the issue, this is a manufactorum. What about tanks or heavy weapons?” says Octavianius of the 8th Cohort. Maximus nods “Indeed, orbital scans revealed several hundred looted battle tanks compliments of the Imperial Army, in addition to whatever scrap heaps the Orks have been putting together. Not to mention an Ork Titan, a looted Warhound.”
Several of the Generals began muttering amongst each other, even the smallest of the Titan Legions is a formidable foe for the much smaller Knights. While the Orks have little technical knowledge they seem more than capable of making devastating weapons of war, or making ones they find work. “Orks be damned, where did they find a Warhound?” shouts Marcus.
Maximus ignores Marcus’ outburst and calls for an aide to check if there were any reports that their assault would be aided by another Legion, “No sir! Not that we are aware.” Says the aide, “Bloody glory hounds. They are probably preparing to attack the fortress now, but this needs done we can join them later."
Maximus and his Generals discuss the actual assault plan for some time later, artillery and a barrage from his Knights would breach the wall where the Bloody Tenth would lead the charge and put the fortress to the sword. A simple plan but one that is exceedingly effective, utilizing the overwhelming firepower of his knights and Imperial Army to crush all resistance. Devastator and tactical marines are to follow the knights in rhinos to up positions and scythe the Orks down from their own walls. General Loch and his Remnants are staying clear of the primary assault but are to attack from the rear and rescue the citizens in the slave pens.
6 Hours later
“Remnants in position” calls out General Loch over the Vox “The Orks can see you, they are massing on the walls”
That was the last of the preparations, Maximus climbs into his Knight and feels the plugs enter his cranium and body. For a moment there is nothing but silence as the machine powers up, when the machine wakes up he feels the machine spirit fill his body. The strength of his titan, the unshackled fury coursing through it ready to crush his enemies and show them what a true god of war is. Whole worlds could burn beneath his immortal form, Maximus pushes the thoughts from his mind.
Maximus walks to the front line, and inspects his legion. 5000 knights ready to level any fortress he points them at. He smiles and raises his plasma cannon to the sky shouting “Emperor Aeternam!” into the Vox, he fires into the air signaling the legion to unleash hell. The bolt of plasma detonates and at the same moment thousands of artillery tanks fire, which makes a satisfying rumble that maximus could feel even through his titan. Several moments later the shells land in an iron curtain blasting the ramparts, that was the signal to charge, while the orks where reeling from the first blast.
Maximus pumps his legs pushing the titan to run, while slower than most titans he could encourage the machine to push its limits. As the line of titans and rhinos came into range of the walls dozens of guns on the wall opened fire, massive tank shells detonating on the ion shields protecting his legion. Moments later his legion answered with their own barrage of battle cannons and plasma blasts firing on the run. The wall crumbled before the assault, even before the first titan reached the wall there was a gaping hole a dozen knights wide. The Bloody Tenth reached the gap and was greeted with a volley from looted tanks, several knights where knocked down and possibly slain. The Tenth pressed on carving tanks in half with their massive chain swords and pouring flames on any Ork out in the open. Marcus laughing while crushing a crude Ork vehicle under foot and dousing a munitions depot with fire.
Orks died by the thousands as the rest of the legion pressed deeper. Infantry marines assault the interior of the walls trying to lay claim to the top of the ramparts, several of the guard towers already spraying volleys of heavy bolter fire into the horde of Orks. The southern corner of the fortress burned and was cleansed of Orks within minutes.
Maximus blasts a tank into a smoking crater with a bolt of plasma when he feels a rumble much like the barrage of artillery but rhythmic, like walking, he looks up to see the warhound titan coming out of a huge machine bay. The Ork Mek-boss Gear’ead standing on its head with a bundle of cables running from the back of his head and down into the titan. Dozens of smaller Orks climb over its body ensuring their jury rigged machine continues to work.
Magnus, a mild precognitive psyker and general of the 2nd Cohort says over the Vox “its void shields are up, it will take a great deal to bring it down.” Maximus replies, “For the Imperium!” and trains his weapons on the titan, every other knight follows suit.
@Whoami
You could do what I'm doing, I like the premise to, so a significant character with my primarch is an imperial army general. He leads the remnant regiment, soldiers found in war zones after their regiment had been destroyed.
You could do what I'm doing, I like the premise to, so a significant character with my primarch is an imperial army general. He leads the remnant regiment, soldiers found in war zones after their regiment had been destroyed.
Well, for the people on (whatever it was) prime, anyone want to join the siege of the ork factory/mek boy stronghold?
So, I think this will take some Coordinating, I'm voting the Paladins Eternal are on the prime planet (due to the heaviest fighting)
And I'm guessing the first round of posts is going to be us in the war room discussing tactics?
And I'm guessing the first round of posts is going to be us in the war room discussing tactics?
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