The Barbed Hook

OOC "secrets safe with me"

"How exactly?"

"Huge orbiting ship? No small number of dropships? I doesn't take a genius to put two and two together here."

".....You do remember we got a shittone of ships there also correct? Including another gloriana class"

"And the Warriors will let you ship out on their ships? I think not."

Ooc: perturabos flagship is in orbit??? Dafuq??

OOC....its his bloody homeworld ya git
IC "About as likely as them letting your ship get close to olympia"

"Ahhh you misunderstand, i want to save people here, and now, on this world. Staying a system from perturabo is a good thing in my book"

"uhuh"

"That big bastard would turn me into red paste" *he chuckles*

"Just a tad"

"Well we'll be doing a little better on this mission... *he smiles* Alpha legionaries are much more inside my capability. *he steps out of the turret, as the ship breaks through the atmosphere, through the glass, a Iron warriors ship is slipping into the hangar* Ah, our friends are here."

"Friends?"

/meanwhile in the sky\
*Lucius is falling quite happily toward the Iron Warriors HQ*

*resulting in some very confused ground defenders*

*After several minutes of falling he activate his inbuilt grav-chute and lands fairly 'gracefully' infront of them*

they raise their weapons

"I'm on your side iron within, iron without"

Tyron: "The rest of our unit, the iron warriors"

Guard: who the hell are you?

Lyanna: ooh

"Mercenary"

*the ship glides into the hangar, and sets down beside the iron warriors ship, the ramp drops*

"Right...."

Lyanna and anders watch

*A line of Marines stands at a sort of relaxed attention, in flecked grey armour. Tyron walks down the ramp and joins the end of the line*

"I have an appointment with the warsmith, could you direct me to him"

the iron warriors eye em up, seemingly sizing up the salamanders

Guard: he's in the spire, where else would he be?

"Thank you"
*he walks off toward the spire*

*he encounters more and more bodyguards as he goes, along with the kind of defenses he's never seen, with gun turrets, heavy weapon sentries, defensive walls and bunkers almost swarming over the structure ahead of him, as well as heavy artillery, anti air defenses and orbital lasers*

*He presses onward, making a mental note to have a little look at everything that he could potentially steal study*

as he presses deeper, defenses seem less frequent but more deadly, iron havocs being replaced with tyrant siege terminators, quad guns replaced with quad lascannons, battle cannon emplacements replaced with dreadhammer emplacements, ect

*more mental notes*
"I wonder if they have any redundant defences. An electro magnetic weapon strike would wreck havoc on this position..."

he also notices a storm starting to gather around the spire. lightning strikes from it reveal the entire site is void shielded, heavily

*He walks into the spire*

The guards let him in, eyeing him up as they go

*He eventually finds his way to the Warsmith*

*pyriel walks over to the iron warriors, still in salamanders regalia.* "welcome to the flamewrought"

OOC apparently arken needs you on steam matt
IC the guards barr his way

the warriors nod silently

OOC: kk

"I have an appointment with the Warsmith"

*Pyriel stops, looks mildly confused for a moment as he looks at them.* "One of you is going to have to talk, you know. Discussing tactics doesn't work if you just nod at me."

Lyanna:...you didnt grant permission to speak

"What? really? oh, well then... permission to speak granted?" *He sounds very. very. confused*

*The Salamanders have broken ranks, and are sitting on crates and the like, cleaning their gear, tyron is on his knees, with his bolter half in pieces in front of him, cleaning the breach*

The warriors salute in unison as the leader speaks
"Sir yes sir"

"I'm the guy who fell out of a warp rift"

"No need for formalities brother. You may address me as pyriel"

"Yes pyriel sir"

"Introduce yourselves to the others, I will contact The warsmith. Dissmissed."

"Yes sir"

*Air drumming*

"Fine. Enter"

*He walks in*