Raid on Zamora- Grimm omens campaign

 

Zamora- Inside the outer edge of the Great Rift by the Vasar Nebula.  Magos NX01 looked over his drill site with worry.  With the increased need for astropathic relay stations came a increased demand for psi attuned elements.  This demand drove him to take a mall force into the rift edge to locate and harvest the appropiate elements.  They had quickly constructed a base camp and begun operations but it was extremely dangerous.  They had already come under attack by warp denizens.  So it was Magos NX01 had his forces on high alert.

Grimm emerged from the warpaboard his carnage class cruiser "Dread Lord".  Upon his arrival the heavily armed mechanicus frieghter made for the dark side of the planet.  Grimm listened as his crew read off auspex scans and located the rogue mechanicus mining site.  Zamora wasn't the rendevouz but after a hard passage through the rift it would provide an opportunity to harvest fresh souls and rain death down the lackeys of the false emperor.  There would be plunder here.  Grimm felt annoyance as the crew of the Dread Lord reported increased mechanicus activity on the surface.  they were planning on fleeing and he would need to launch a swift raid rather then a carefully planned assault if he was to sieze the prize.  Grimm gave the order and in seconds a chosen strike force landed at the edge of the mine settlement edge where grimm ordered and advance into a hail of fire from servitors and battle automata.  Warriors fell and Grimm watched as a number of shots spanned off his prize vindicator after it blew a hole in the perimeter.

Through the hail of Fire Grimm advanced with his army seizing caches of supplies and servitor data savants.  The vindicator took out a Kastellan robot before being shorted out by arc fire from combat servitors temporarly disabling it.  Magos NX01 began to fall back even as he ordered his forces forward.  Combat servitors charged into the cult of the twice dead wraiths hacking a few apart but taking wounds in turn.  The lone Kastellan and the datasmith charged Grimm.  Many of his chosen were struck down but Grimm was able to destroy the Kastellan with his staff and remaining chosen.

Grigor deathspike leading his squad and thirsting for glory charged into a squad of battle servitors flanking Grimm under the covering fire of Brutus the Helbrute.  Chainblades hacked the battle servitors apart and Grigor Deathspike reveled in securing the left flank.  He then set about securing the prizes there rather than go to the aid of Grimm.  With Luck his rival would be cut down and Grigor could seize the mantle of leadership.  The Venomcrawler charged into the servitors fighting the cultists and began lashing out but a sudden warp effusion led to it's furnaces erupting and the daemon engine was damaged by it's own drives.  Grimm used his staff to slam the datasmith into the dirt and then warpfire flashed from his eyes and poured into the mechanicus adept.  The datasmith screamed as his flesh burned in warp fire and as he fell a spectre arose over the corpse like mist.  Gimm breathed in and inhaled the vapory apparition as the green light of his helm Lense flashed even brighter. 

The remaining Skitarri charged into the venomcrawler and cultists in an effort to cover the retreat of Magos NX01.  The cultists despite suffering a number of killed cut them down while screaming death chants and the venomcrawler leaped onto one servitor and crushed it before lashing out and skewering the remaining servitor.  Grimm with the sudden soul warp effusion charged after Magos NX01 completely out of control and far ahead of his forces.  He smashed the first servitor but then slammed back into the dirt as the power axe of the magos slammed into his side and a dataspike from the magos shut down his armor leaving him bleeding trapped and helpless unable to move.  The Magos turned and fled to a shuttle leaving Grimm trapped in his armor howling with rage and cursing his temporary loss of control to the warp that had put him in this position.

Brutus secured the last of the plunder as Grigor helped Gimm up with a sneer and restarted his armor.  Grimm felt the urge to strike Grigor but the whispers of the warp warned him not to.  They promised that Grigor would fall soon to his own arrogance and lust for glory.  Grimm listened to the voices and then demanded a report from Grigor.

     "The enemy are all dead except for the Magos and two battle servitors that struck you down, they have fled.  Our losses are slight and we have secured the mechanicu's prize of ores.  Though with no warpsmith I fail to see how it aids us."

     "We will have a warpsmith in time.  The ore can be smelted to make special blades for our chosen imbued by me with gifts of the denizens of the warp.  Seize the weapons of the fallen imperials along with whatever supplies you find.  Take the dead servitors with us.  The chasis can be used to house new ly made servitors bound to our will.  Perhaps you can crew one Grigor, afterall they have only limited intelligence after all."  Grimm smiles behind his helm as Grigor bridles at the insult and threat.  Grimm was not done and continued.  "Grab all the data we can from their systems.  I want navigation data to help pinpoint where we are and perhaps our next target.  When that is done arrange the bodies in a octed to honor the gods and put this place to the torch."

     Grimm watched in satisfaction as his orders were obeyed.  He Would be the Scourge here in the rim of the rift and one day far beyond.