Rumlar was on the bridge of his new Kroozer, inspecting repairs and generally making a nuisance of himself. Imperial ships had been lurking on the outskirts of the system, but none had yet tried to attack. “Typical humie behavior,” Rumlar thought to hi’self. “An ork wouldn’t be slinking […]
As Commissar-Major Rael Dracos pulled himself to his feet, he knew the battle was lost. The last thing he remembered before losing consciousness was a huge ork smashing its battle axe into his chest. Despite his carapace armor, the blow knocked the breath from his lungs and sent a lance of pain through […]
“I hate those guys, Catillo and Haddaway. They’re lazy, selfish, and cowards. When the front line collapsed, and the xenos broke into the trench line, they took off–they couldn’t run fast enough to get to the ships. Me? I was part of the fighting withdrawal … and one […]
Rumlar strode across the bridge of his new ship. Ol’ Stompafist’s bad luck brought good fortune for Rumlar. See the data entry. Too bad he didn’t survive, but his kroozer was mostly intact and the mekboys would have her running soon. On top of that the imperial cruiser Blessed Ignorance was knocked […]
“Ah, yes, well, that’s a long story,” Forbin said. “The lady is of a most unique bloodline … from outside the segmentum. But her past is irrelevant now. She needs a home suitable to her station, and I thought perhaps that the two of you might find common […]
“Please wait here, my lord.” The servant who held open the door was attired in the most ostentatious finery that Imperial credits could buy—but Count Johaan Feracci was not fooled. The rich material of the man’s tunic stretched tight across thick and powerful muscles, and the man peered […]
Oguban looked up at the flashes high in the sky. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say dat was a battle goin’ on up der,” he said to no one in particular. “Sah!, beggin yer pardon Sir!” Oguban peered at the yoof snappin to atenshun in front of […]
Corporal Catillo lit up a lho-stick and inhaled deeply. “Ah, a good day.” His companion, Private Haddaway, snarled. “What’s so good about it. We lost the battle.” Catillo reached down and tapped the gold metal of the Tau vehicle below him. “We’re still breathing, kid, which is more […]
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