It begins: Initial battle with the Black Legion Log

[blacklegion]

Who: The Black Legion, any PC who wants to participate
What: The first assault of the Black Legion
When: 5 August, late morning, throughout the day
Where: All over dagaria


Across Dagaria, as Summer court ends, the morning light does not come. Only darkness, seemingly seeping out of the Rift, can be seen, and hundreds of warriors in battle plate with strange, mad symbols cut into them storm out of it, slaying, burning, and taking slaves. They have come for Zeon, for Amestris, for all the countries of Dagaria. Cities, towns, cathedrals, castles, any structure that stands is being struck at by raving cultists, or the grim, cold precision of corrupt Astartes. They are the Fallen, the traitors, pouring forth from the mouth of hell to howl this phrase with one voice, as their bolters roar, and chainswords grind, "DEATH TO LIFE! DEATH TO THE FALSE EMPEROR."

Dagaria, the Black Legion has come for you, respond as you will.

(Ooc This is all initial attacks, and if you want to individually thread or group thread thats just fine, just let me know in your initial tag so I know how many people I'll be tagging. Feel free to group up or solo fight, but be aware these foes are DEADLY. Mind, this is the initial attack, they haven't engulfed the land. You can fight or escape as you will, and the warbands are fairly small and can be engaged by equal or superior numbers of local troops in any place you choose to fight. Please indicate in your tags to this entry as well WHERE you are fighting, as that will dictate what kind of foes come after you.)

Comments

[wizardsaregodtier]

He casually put a dispel into it -- the magic might be corrupted, but it remains his, and thus his to dispel. He took a moment to evaluate his opponent, noted the sword, then with a raised hand invoked a forcecage around him -- the windowless cell variant, to cut off whatever magic he might have as well as physical attacks.

[blacklegion]

The cell has the desired effect, to a degree, but the Sorcerer's retinue follows behind, great armored hulks bearing heavy weapons, who proceed towards the one caging their master with measured tread.

[wizardsaregodtier]

Muttering something about numbers and fair fights that was pointless to voice directly, Aibghlien made an unusually complicated and intricate series of passes, chanting a rather voluminous incantation. But this being magic, overly-complicated and long meant only a matter of seconds instead of instants. No sooner did the spell complete than the hillside rumbled... and a titanic earthern torso burst out of it, as the conjured elemental rose up to serve as his ally and shield.

[blacklegion]

The armored warriors unleash their powerful cannon at the earth elemental, the hammering power of their magically infused boltguns, heavy bolters, and missile launchers rather significant, though they are no longer advancing on Aib, prioritizing the new target.

[wizardsaregodtier]

Which was entirely the point. Aibghalien judged the moment carefully, then with a quick flurry of words caused a massive wall of iron to spring into being directly in front of the troops -- just as the earth elemental hurled itself forward to slam its mass into the side of said wall, tipping it towards their mutual foes.