Infiltration
The situation on planet Tartarus is grim. While the Blood Ravens crushed the main Ork offensive at the Spaceport, the bulk of their force is not engaged.
They gather in the wilderness, awaiting a critical mass of bodies that will overwhelm the Imperial forces in a green wave of death and destruction. The Blood Ravens will not allow this to occur.
Orbital monitoring has detected an area in the Southern forests where the Orks appear to be massing. Orks only respect strength, so they will look to the largest of their groups to lead them. We will insert a small, covert strike force to eliminate the Ork leaders and destroy any encampments where the Orks might mass. This should cut to the heart of the Ork's fighting spirit, and delay their inevitable counter-attack.
We must tread lightly, lest we disturb this slumbering beast.
Under Siege
The Ork invasion is far more serious than we originally imagined. The Imperial Navy, with the help of the Blood Ravens' Battle Barge, the Litany of Fury, has regained tenuous control of the space around the planet. However, the number of Ork troops and supplies that have reached planetside far exceeds our original estimates.
The Ork menace has spread throughout the low population areas of the planet. Civilians are fleeing in mass to the cities, where they hope the higher concentration of the Imperial Guard can protect them.
Due to our recent actions we were able to destroy several Ork forward encampments and kill many of their leaders, so we can expect at least a brief respite from further Ork attacks in this area. The Blood Ravens have returned to the capital city of Magna Bonum to prepare the defenses during this down time.
Destroy the Xenos
The defense of the city of Magna Bonum was a success. The Orks caught us off our guard, but not un-prepared. I will not underestimate these aliens again. It is clear now that their primary push was towards the capital city, and they have moved in to attack with a speed I have rarely seen a military force capable of achieving. I have read reports of Ork clans focusing on fast strikes, but I did not realize they could be so coordinated. It is as if something is driving the Orks here, some unknown desire, or instinct.
The Imperial Guard regiments watching over the city are decimated, and will not be resupplied for at least 24 hours. The Orks will renew their attacks far sooner. Our scouts are reporting a force massing 50 kilometers from the city that dwarfs the group that attacked Magna Bonum, and reports from civilians speak of a mighty Ork who leads them, bigger and more cunning than the rest. If the capital city falls, this planet will not be far behind. I cannot allow this to occur.
A New Lead
The Orks have been repelled and the Warboss has been defeated, but this war is far from over. The Orks still threaten to overcome several major population centers, and can mass more than a large enough force to overwhelm the Imperial armies present on the planet. We have bought time, nothing more, but this is no longer a primary concern. Our scouts have recovered evidence that the forces of Chaos, the Great Enemy, may be operating on this planet, right under our very noses. We must face this foe wherever they stand. If there is even a chance that they are here we must seek them out and destroy them. Inquisitor Toth is demanding that we leave the planet, but of all the powers his position grants him commandeering a Space Marine Company is not one of them. I must admit that I find his presence unwelcome so soon after the events on my home world of Cyrene. Inquisitors have a way of inflaming a guilty conscience, and that I do not need right now.
Into the Maw
By the orders of Inquisitor Toth the citizens of Tartarus have began a mass exodus of the planet. Such an action can lead to disaster in the best of situations, but the reports reaching my ears are ones of planet wide hysteria as the population makes its pilgrimage to the two main spaceports. Convoys of transports and civilians on foot are being plagued by attacks from Ork forces. Stretched thin, the Imperial Guard is barely keeping order in the major population centers sacrificing their lives long enough to keep back the green tide of the Orks. They are truly warriors of the Emperor.
I wish for nothing more than to be able to join them in this noble cause, but I cannot deny my duty anymore than they can deny theirs. We have found proof that the Forces of Chaos are operating on the planet of Tartarus. Isador has found evidence on the blasphemous altar that indicates they may be headed towards Mount Korath, an old mountain located dangerously close to an area of heavy Ork activity. I have requested a regiment of Imperial Guard from Colonel Brom to help cover our approach. I regret asking when the colonel’s forces are already stretched to the breaking point, but there are greater things at stake now.
Sacrifice
The appearance of the Eldar is a complete mystery to me. I have dealt with these treacherous aliens in the past, and have never seen rhyme nor reason to their actions. It is unnerving. I prefer the Ork as an opponent. For all their brutality there is a twisted form of honor with the Orks. They meet their opponent on the field of battle, but the Eldar seem to have contempt for all. Fighting them is like shooting at mist and shadows.
Isador spent hours interpreting the runes on the marker that was unearthed by the forces of Chaos, and has discovered what they seek. He claims it is some form of key, but to unlock what he is unsure. Never mind, it is enough the Chaos forces seek it. The key lies in the ruined city of St. Lloovre Marr.
The Chapel
The Great Enemy managed to steal the Key from out of our very grasp. Damn the Eldar and their arrogance. Had we not been delayed in reaching the Key we could have denied the ruinous powers their prize. We still have no idea what this key does. According to the Eldar Witch Inquisitor Toth holds these answers. If this is true then he has a good deal to explain, the least of which is not why he would withhold information that could allow us to better fight the Forces of Chaos. Could he be tainted? The thought is unimaginable.
Even more concerning, we know now that we face more than mere Chaos Cults, but member of an actual traitor legion, the very Marines that turned against our Emperor some ten millennia ago. Luckily our scouts were able to track their Sorcerer and his entourage back to their base of operations. It is located not far from our current position. I relish in the opportunity to bring death to these blasphemous traitors.
Unholy Ceremony
Tartarus is a planet gone mad. Over 60% of the population has fallen to Ork forces, and what’s left of the Imperial Guard are fighting a desperate losing battle to protect those that remain as they leave the planet. The traitor Imperial Guard we encountered in Lloovre Marr are not the only ones. Nearly 25% of the Guard has treacherously turned on their former comrades, forming maniacal blood cults that ambush and carve up their fellow guardsmen. Certainly I have seen the powers of Chaos affect the minds of men, but never so many at once, and never so quickly. The Imperial Navy holds orbit, and the Blood Ravens’ own battle barge, the Litany of Fury, awaits a call from me to send transports to pick up all Blood Raven forces on a moment’s notice. We are prepared to leave this doomed planet, but before we go there are things we must do first. Put a stop to the forces of Chaos, and destroy the Maledictum, or die trying.
Old Friend
I first met the Librarian Isador Akios when I was still a battle brother with no men at my command. Over 30 years of service and I had not even attained veteran status. I had seen the power of the Librarians and their neophytes, but none who wielded the kind of raw power, ability, and will that Isador possessed. In battle I discovered that these traits were only matched by his knowledge and wisdom. He was truly a great man. He will be missed.
Now I go to destroy the traitorous individual who inhabits Isador’s form. Emperor give me strength.
All Out War
The planet of Tartarus is ravaged. Its population has fled or died under the foot of the Ork. Its cities are smashed and burning. Its very ground is irrevocable tainted with the blood of aliens, traitors, and cultists. There is nothing left, nothing but blasphemous heathens, and the mighty space marines who will destroy them. In this dark place, in this dark hour, we will stand against the enemies of the Emperor. And they will know that not even here on this desecrated infernal rock will we suffer the existence of the heretic. Not now. Not ever.
A New Lead
The Orks have been repelled and the Warboss has been defeated, but this war is far from over. The Orks still threaten to overcome several major population centers, and can mass more than a large enough force to overwhelm the Imperial armies present on the planet. We have bought time, nothing more, but this is no longer a primary concern. Our scouts have recovered evidence that the forces of Chaos, the Great Enemy, may be operating on this planet, right under our very noses. We must face this foe wherever they stand. If there is even a chance that they are here we must seek them out and destroy them. Inquisitor Toth is demanding that we leave the planet, but of all the powers his position grants him commandeering a Space Marine Company is not one of them. I must admit that I find his presence unwelcome so soon after the events on my home world of Cyrene. Inquisitors have a way of inflaming a guilty conscience, and that I do not need right now.
Into the Maw
By the orders of Inquisitor Toth the citizens of Tartarus have began a mass exodus of the planet. Such an action can lead to disaster in the best of situations, but the reports reaching my ears are ones of planet wide hysteria as the population makes its pilgrimage to the two main spaceports. Convoys of transports and civilians on foot are being plagued by attacks from Ork forces. Stretched thin, the Imperial Guard is barely keeping order in the major population centers sacrificing their lives long enough to keep back the green tide of the Orks. They are truly warriors of the Emperor.
I wish for nothing more than to be able to join them in this noble cause, but I cannot deny my duty anymore than they can deny theirs. We have found proof that the Forces of Chaos are operating on the planet of Tartarus. Isador has found evidence on the blasphemous altar that indicates they may be headed towards Mount Korath, an old mountain located dangerously close to an area of heavy Ork activity. I have requested a regiment of Imperial Guard from Colonel Brom to help cover our approach. I regret asking when the colonel’s forces are already stretched to the breaking point, but there are greater things at stake now.
Sacrifice
The appearance of the Eldar is a complete mystery to me. I have dealt with these treacherous aliens in the past, and have never seen rhyme nor reason to their actions. It is unnerving. I prefer the Ork as an opponent. For all their brutality there is a twisted form of honor with the Orks. They meet their opponent on the field of battle, but the Eldar seem to have contempt for all. Fighting them is like shooting at mist and shadows.
Isador spent hours interpreting the runes on the marker that was unearthed by the forces of Chaos, and has discovered what they seek. He claims it is some form of key, but to unlock what he is unsure. Never mind, it is enough the Chaos forces seek it. The key lies in the ruined city of St. Lloovre Marr.
The Chapel
The Great Enemy managed to steal the Key from out of our very grasp. Damn the Eldar and their arrogance. Had we not been delayed in reaching the Key we could have denied the ruinous powers their prize. We still have no idea what this key does. According to the Eldar Witch Inquisitor Toth holds these answers. If this is true then he has a good deal to explain, the least of which is not why he would withhold information that could allow us to better fight the Forces of Chaos. Could he be tainted? The thought is unimaginable.
Even more concerning, we know now that we face more than mere Chaos Cults, but member of an actual traitor legion, the very Marines that turned against our Emperor some ten millennia ago. Luckily our scouts were able to track their Sorcerer and his entourage back to their base of operations. It is located not far from our current position. I relish in the opportunity to bring death to these blasphemous traitors.
Unholy Ceremony
Tartarus is a planet gone mad. Over 60% of the population has fallen to Ork forces, and what’s left of the Imperial Guard are fighting a desperate losing battle to protect those that remain as they leave the planet. The traitor Imperial Guard we encountered in Lloovre Marr are not the only ones. Nearly 25% of the Guard has treacherously turned on their former comrades, forming maniacal blood cults that ambush and carve up their fellow guardsmen. Certainly I have seen the powers of Chaos affect the minds of men, but never so many at once, and never so quickly. The Imperial Navy holds orbit, and the Blood Ravens’ own battle barge, the Litany of Fury, awaits a call from me to send transports to pick up all Blood Raven forces on a moment’s notice. We are prepared to leave this doomed planet, but before we go there are things we must do first. Put a stop to the forces of Chaos, and destroy the Maledictum, or die trying.
Old Friend
I first met the Librarian Isador Akios when I was still a battle brother with no men at my command. Over 30 years of service and I had not even attained veteran status. I had seen the power of the Librarians and their neophytes, but none who wielded the kind of raw power, ability, and will that Isador possessed. In battle I discovered that these traits were only matched by his knowledge and wisdom. He was truly a great man. He will be missed.
Now I go to destroy the traitorous individual who inhabits Isador’s form. Emperor give me strength.
All Out War
The planet of Tartarus is ravaged. Its population has fled or died under the foot of the Ork. Its cities are smashed and burning. Its very ground is irrevocable tainted with the blood of aliens, traitors, and cultists. There is nothing left, nothing but blasphemous heathens, and the mighty space marines who will destroy them. In this dark place, in this dark hour, we will stand against the enemies of the Emperor. And they will know that not even here on this desecrated infernal rock will we suffer the existence of the heretic. Not now. Not ever.
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