Growing Darkness

Dravos scanned the surrounding area, his millenia of experience telling him that open battle was near. The Acolytes of Change had just been notified by their orbiting fleet that the enemies were making planetfall. Despite their initial success in controlling the sector, Dravos knew that it was only a matter of time before all manner of foe would descend upon Gore Swirl, whether it be disgusting alien scum, or the ancient enemy themselves. Prospero be praised he thought to himself, relishing the idea of gutting an Imperial coward or better yet their lackey dogs, the space marines.

Blood and Honor

"Remain in formation." Master Acaeleus' voice hissed over the comm of the land raider. As the holy tank slowed the predator tank followed suit. "This is it, where we make our stand. Croxis, position the Damocles and begin jump protocol."
"Yes Master." Croxis issued his acknowledgment of the order and as he spoke the rhino moved beside the larger tanks, its communication array scanning for enemy chatter while alerting their battle barge outside of orbit to begin deployment.