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First step of Resurrection, Message to Ezrael

++++I tested these strange ships, called Flowers of Future they seem to be psychically controlled ships with great power. I don´t know why Ulthwe didn´t use them against me in our last war, they can cripple my whole fleet. I can control every four of them from my meditation chamber deep inside my Battle Barge. Their weapons are psychic energy, killing crew members, but unharming unliving objects.
Although strenght is great, they have great weakness. Unmanned and unshielded as they are, they are easy prey for boarding parties and torpedo fire. Ezrael, I think that you can have something use for one of these. So I give one for you. You have enough sorcerers to keep it under your control. My fleet is coming to aid you in first steps on bloody path.++++

After sending this message Zymethian turned and walked thourgh his meditation room towards the bridge. One of his apprentices, Gernarius waited him there.
- Does Ezrael know how much he aided us, my lord?
- No, he would ask more as reward, his soul is black, it has been since banishment of daemon from his soul. That daemon damaged him in some strange way.
- We don´t need his aid anymore master, our men are now willing to fight, because they are cured from Ahriman´s curse.
- You are fool my apprentice. We need his aid. Cadia is like fortress, it is bastion of fools and misguided. Most importantly Ezrael will bring more soldiers together and behind him is shadow of Abaddon. These are facts, what can´t be ignored. You should let your soul to travel inside swirling madness of Warp. You might see many interested things. Now, full speed towards Ezrael´s fleet.

Zymethian walked towards window. Outside was madness of Warp. He loosed his soul from body and saw shadow of Ezrael near Cadia sector. Zymeth thought: "You are strong, warmaster. But unknowingly you work for me. Your soul hungers for blood and you will have it. But salvation isn´t yours, it is mine."

Hmm.. mielenkiintosta kaikki ei ole siltä miltä näyttää. Muutamaa virhettä lukuunottamatta aika mainio!

Tuota noin, kaverit, lisäsin tuon pätkän tonne mun sivuille, tosin muokkasin pikkasen tekstiä eli vaihdoin tiettyjä sanoja jne.

Mutta kuitenkin, Zymeth, mikä on sun battlebargen nimi?

ja muutama asia mitä olin ajatellut:
Vaikka noi keskustelut ovat 99% perusenglantia, olisi kiva jos "vanhemmat" hahmot käyttäisivät 'you' sanan sijasta 'thou' sanaa. Se on helppo tapa saada nuo hahmot kuulostamaan ikiakaisilta Ja myös näin lukijalle välittyy ikäero kun nuoremmat hahmot käyttävät 'you', 'yours' jne.

Great pätkä av fluffi.

First step of Resurrection, Fall of the Guardians

On the Kar Partox:

Zymethian walked over smoking bodies. Bodies were guardians, armed with faith and sword. Now they are bodies, like wind of chaos Resurrectors had destroyed them. Angels of Darkness were beaten, broken and scattered. Zymeth took head of dead librarian. He felt essence of librarian´s soul: "So you were Leon and your commander was Elias. Where might he fled from battle? Keeper of Ancients wounded him, my dreadnought you know. No matter my men will find him, on the barren wastes of this moon." Zymeth crushed the skull with his daemonic sword. Around was great graveyard and metallic silos.

Gernarius came to see Zymeth:" Master, your underling has returned to Will of Magnus." Without warning Zymethian hitted Gernarius. Gernarius couldn´t rise from ground. As Zymeth walked towards his shuttle he spoke calmly:" Never call Man of The Thousand Words as my underling. He is older than me, he was my tutor. He left us to rise rebellion and coordinate my operations here on Cadian sector. He is still greater sorcerer than me and your kind of spellslinger has no right to mock him."

Chaos has succeeded, planetfall was The Victory. Zymethian felt positive about situation. He felt his daemonic part thirsting souls of fallen. "Not yet my dark soul, soon you will have millions to feast.": He thought.

Ensimmäinen peli päättyi kaaoksen kohdalta voittoon. Saa nähdä millainen tarina tästä kehittyy.

First step of Resurrection, From One to Many

On Will of Magnus, orbiting Kar Partox

"Your first order is easy to fullfill Zymethian, but second is strange and difficult.": said thin, pale faced, white haired, power armoured man.
"Order is difficult, but it´s reward is far greater. Our recent success has given us plenty of loyalist genetic material.": Zymethian looked like a giant in his daemonic power armour, he did not wear helmet now, so his long, fiery red hair was loosed over his shoulders.
"It is tempting offer, I have lot a of use for Dark Angel genes and blood. Fallens` need tissues to care wounded people, very well I will do it. Where is the body?": Pale man asked in curious manner.
"It will be transported in your ship. He was Dark Angel librarian called Leon, make sure that his clone is perfect. I have need for agent, but it is not urgent need. My new marines are more urgent project. I need those new companies, so look suitable candidates from my guardians and do what you must."
"I won´t fail you."
"I know, that you won´t Fabius."

When Fabius left, Zymethian closed his eyes and let mind travel in treacherous Warp. He saw sights of possible futures, but couldn´t see anything important. "The future is mystery now, too much important events in one place.": He thought. He eased himself, tried to open his eyes, but sights of Warp didn´t dissapper. Instead he saw daemonic armies around him, he could touch them with his mind and call their aid. He was himself a daemon now, not marine. Legions of Tzeentch were now at his command, he was gifted.
At this monent, his guardians heard laughter from his meditation chamber.

First step of Resurrection, Flames of Phoenix

Zymethian tried concentrate in middle of chaotic battle. "What went wrong?": He thought. Battle was getting closer to his command point. Chaos marines died in shots of lascannons and plasma weapons. "My obliterators died during deep strike, possessed dropped too near opponent." He looked lines of his enemy, they were Iron Hands. Pround chapter, willing to fight against forces of chaos. He felt shock and his gaze locked to the enemy standards. Clan Dorsai, his ancient nemesis, he had killed few of their Iron-Fathers and was responcible abount current situation of their ancient commander Donal Graeme. Everything started to fall apart, of course they had come after him. They wanted to revenge so many wrong-doings, so many humiliations. "I must win this battle, they must fall. Too much are in stake here!" Two of Zymethian´s bodyguard felled in shot of multi-melta. Zymethian started to flee, but he was shot in the woods, luckily his armour deflected shots. He looked once to the battlezone and saw Venerable Dreadnought blowing to the pieces. "At least I can feel little satisfaction.": He thought. Then he saw barrel of the multi-melta, which sang him his last serenade.

Turpiin tuli ja pahasti, moni kuvio jäi kuitenkin avoimeksi.

Twins of Hell

Message to Ezrael:

++++ We are Ferrkklmar and Grtaalhjj. We were lieutenants of the Zymethian Khaeron Baoth. We have taken command of Legio Resurrectors. We will fight under your command most loved and hated lord. We don´t have all of the forces of Resurrectors under our command. Man of the Thousand Words is still loyal to Zymethian and thinks that he will return. Also Gamorrach has withdrawed inside Eye of Terror and is seeking Zymethian. We wish to move onward and demonstrate our potential in war against most hated Empire in whole universum. We can, will use our powers in any means possible to gain control of the ground on these barren moons. We will fight in your name. Zymethian will rotten in hell. ++++

Ezrael kirjoitti:Check. Lisätty viralliselle kaamosjoukkojen kotisivulle...

...joka muuten löytyy sieltä:
http://koti.mbnet.fi/moilanen/eot.htm

Reflections from Past, Visions of Futures

- I feel like falling, last thing I remember was heat of a star. Now I am in byzantine world, made of glass and diamonds, Zymethian thought.
He was alone in a new place, place witch he had never saw or felt.
- This world is made totally from your mind and dreams. Each corner represents one of your thoughts, sound of screaming eagle told from behind.
Zymethian turned and saw familiar figure, it was Lord of Change, avatar of his chosen god, messanger and scheamer. This one was specially familiar.
- Amon Marduk, why am I still alive? Melta weapons can melt even tanks, say flesh.
- You are alive, because you are ment to be, single shot from earthly weapon, is only minor power compared to my master and lord. He has gifted you with immortality and daemonhood.
- Can I return to continue my war? There is so much to do.
- No, your essence needs time to heal, but do not worry, you can see your efforts from your new chamber I have prepared for you.
Lord of Change and Daemon Prince walked inside chamber made purely from liquid glass and diamonds, each wall reflected tortured faces and familiar ones too. Amon Marduk touched on wall and faces dissappeared, now there was reflections on Kar Partox, Ezrael Curze leading war, Battle Barge, Will of Magnus and Asmodeus leading his brave, yet stupid Dark Angels in war. Zymethian smiled, right to the Asmodeus was his clone, puzzling what to do.
- You have made quite a scheam on that moon, Tzeentch was pleased and gifted you with daemonhood, thanks to whose efforts. Now your legio is led by two fools, Man of the Thousand Words is still loyal to you, so is Gamorrach, who is looking for you and will arrive here in few days.
- Yes, I can see his coming too, future is now more open to me. I must praise Tzeentch for these magnificent gifts. I can see Man of the Thousand words glowing, what does that mean?
- He is gifted, next time he will die, but daemonhood is his to take. He graves powers of the Warp and they are finally his, but lets look your past, good little boy on Prospero, became marine, took part in crusades and is now the monster seeking cure for Rubric. What you do not understand, is that all this were ment to happen. Rubric was part of Tzeentch´s scheme, like exodus of Ahriman. Now you are seeking cure, but same time you spread plague of unbeluef among imperials and your lietenant Man of The Thousand Words reapes the harvest.
Now Zymethian understood more, he was still good boy, he had done everything rightly, he had gifts to take. This myriad world had now a name: Remarkh. He will populate it, it will be his new base of operations. His quest for cure may still continue, but he has to make haste. He sent psychic wawe in the directions of Cadia, it was weak, but will inform his location to anyone enough powerfull psyker. Where are two of them, Zacharias and Gamorrach.....

Kato, ehkä noi Dark Angels komentajat oli kokoontuneet yhteen. Ei Zymethi varmaankaan tarkoittanut, että se jää sun luo asumaan.

First Step of Resurrection, Working in the Shadows

On the Will of Magnus:

They were twins, although they looked different, another had terminator armour and another power armour. They didn´t have names. Ech time they talked or wrote, their names were beastial sounds only.
- What isss wrong with you Greklltt, asked power armoured one.
- Nothing serious, I felt only shadow passing over my grave, answered terminator one
- I think that we just nervous now, anyway do we have any contact with our past master´sss forcesss on the moon or near Cadia?
- Yesss I just managed to restablisssh contactsss with them, Man of the Thousand Wordsss grudgingly works with usss now. We have enough forcesss to pussh forward, power armoured was exalted.
Good, we must show that we are worthy to continue Zymethian´s legacy and continue this war. We must go and lead personally in this war.
- Yesss we mussst, but think about risssksss, we might even die, like Zymethian.
- We must take that risk and proceed, any contacts wit Leon yet?
- No, Zymethian held all knowledge about him, we can´t contact him or he can´t contact usss, that clone isss helplessss now.
- We will win, without his aid.

Same time on the daemonworld Remarkh:

Figure, wearing dark blue power armour, wth golden shoulders and helmet, looked intensively in the lake. Lake showed reflections of the twins´ talk.
- Yes, my apprentices, lead my forces. But you are never worth of me. My return is layed and soon it will happen. Then we will see, who is true lord and who is puppet, Zymethian thought.
As Zymethian walked towards chrystall tower, lake started to change, it became diamonds, instead of water.

[Modedit: Threadi siivottu toiveiden mukaan. -Vlad]

First step of Resurrection, Guardians of Redemption

Ferrkklmar looked his brother nervously. Their might was equal to the enemy, but good defences made battle more different. Grtaalhjj stood quetly in his terminator armour and tried to look weak spots in enemy flanks. There was none. Dark Angels had good positions and it was impossible to flank them, possessed had tried, but only survivor was Gomorrach. Ferrkklmar ordered new salvo from lascannons and Keeper of Ancients Plasma Cannon. Bunker shaked from salvos, but there was no obious weaking in ranks of enemys. At least most enemy vehicles were smoking wrecks or damaged. Suddenly Ferrkklmar saw something in distant horizon.
- Grtaalhjj, we must start evacuation, Dark ones are getting reinforments and I might know who they are.
- Who, I see no different to our last meting with these fools?
- Asmodeus, the nemesis of Fallen Ones. This is ironic. I see his markings on the rhino.
- Is he personally here, Ferrkklmar?
- No, he is seeking Ezrael, not us. Keeper of Ancient can hold them, we make our withdraw in good order.
- Very well, I would gladly test my mantle against these, but too risky.
Resurrectors started their evacuation, last men to leave was Keeper of Ancients, tough old Dreadnought.

Nyt tuli minor loss. Peli kääntyi suoraan tappeluksi objektin hallinnasta. Mukava peli kaikin puolin.

Second Step of Resurrection, Return of the Beast

Zymethian felt exalted, he had tapped himself on something powerful and it was pulling him out of warp. He saw his around changing, twisting in colours and lastly he saw his battle barge, Will of Magnus and his own meditation chamber. He emerged from somekind of portal inside his chamber. He saw next to him Man of the Thousand Words. He had sacreficed one of his lieutenants to call Zymethian back from warp.
- I thank you, my old friend. I saw many interesting things back there, at last I have achieved immortality and daemonhood, but it is good to be here and continue our war.
- Yes Zymethian, your two lieutenants are trying to keep your forces together and take leadership from you.
- Really? It surprised me too, I saw it from Remarch, our new base of operations. These two kids have more intelligent and vanity than I hoped.
- Remarch? That is glassy demonwworld, which has no owners, it is ours now?
- Yes, Amon Marduk gifted it to me.

Few moments later, inside the teleportation room:

Ferrkklmar and Grtaalhjj had just returned from surface, they were tired and relieved, suddenly they heard familiar voice from behind:
- I believe, that you two are lieutenants again.
Both twins looked scared and turned around, they saw Zymethian standing with his Inner Circle, near the door.
- Do not worry I won´t kill you, yet. If you couldn´t take power, while I was bodiless, I certainly would.

Second Step of Resurrection, Emissary

- Ezrael is mad about our success and he has reasons too, my death led our forces in anarchy, you two couldn´t lead our forces properly.
- I am sorry Zymethian Grtaalhjj and I did our best, but we didn´t know all your secrets.
- You think, that I would tell you, no Gamorrach and Man of Thousand Words know most of them. You are not trustworthy enough, however I must send someone to talk with Ezrael, to dicuss about future and our actions.
- We won´t go, you didn´t kill us, but he surely will.
- You are right, but I can´t send Gamorrach, he is too important. Who will be enough high esteem to send?
- I will go.
All turned to look at direction of the sound. There stood thin, cloaked boy, who looked about twenty ears old. He had burning eyes and long, talon-like fingernails. He weard no powerarmour, cloak was light blue and he had lot of jewels around his fingers and wrists.
- You are only boy, dispised Ferrklmar.
Suddenly Ferrklmar screamed in agony as blue and yellow lightnings torned his body.
- You will live for now, but next time, show me some respect.
Zymethian stood up from his throne.
- You will go, tell Ezrael only what he needs to know and be polite.
- Always polite, said the boy.

Boltteria ne pojatkin uskoo

Second step of Resurrection, Ancient Power

Inside Will of Magnus:

The emissary returned from Ezrael´s ship. He was delighted from conversation with Ezrael. Ezrael was a man, who took him seriously, although he looked like a boy. How many times he had talked with people like Ezrael? He could not count them, there have been millions of them. He letted himself to remember his ancient past. He remembered great ziggurats, built to embrace great priest-king Hammurabi, but greatest of these ziggurats was built to embrace him, first lowly sorcerer, then great uniter and protector and lastly demigod. It was tower of Babel. Built to be his temple, for he was Marduk, protector of Babylonia and devourer of souls. His priests sacreficed young babies for him, burned them alive. They strenghted him and made him greatest of daemon princes, rival of greater daemons. Now over 40 000 years past, Emperor rules Terra and ancient ziggurats are in ruins, but he still exists. He is now the lord of change, Amon Marduk, but he still graves for worship.
- Marduk, I have made our plans. You will be connected to our cult activities on Cadia, they will be in extacy, when they see you among them. Did Zacharias tried to scan your mind?
Marduk turned around and saw Zymethian.
- Yes, that whelp didn´t understand, that I scanned his mind, his feeble attemps were stopped by far greater powers, that he can understand.
- He will report to Ezrael, about your powers.
- He is reporting right now, when we speak. They won´t understand how lowly young boy wields so great powers.

Tuo mainitsemasi Ezraelin ja Zachariuksen keskustelu on lisätty

http://koti.mbnet.fi/moilanen/eot.htm#26

Second Step of Resurrection, Allies are Enemies

Zymethian had bloody hands and in front of him, on the table was a scalpel and his dry eyes. He turned and walked on pentagram built in middle of his chamber and made a little preyer for Tzeentch. He was sorcerer lord, lord of Resurrectors. Now he had to fight against Ezrael, simply becaue Zacharias overreacted on psychic scan. Did they thought, that he gained some dark secrets? Amon Marduk was not that skillful. He washed blood from his face and hands and went for everyday duties.
Outside his chamber Gamorrach waited.
- My lord...Is there something wrong with your eyes?
- No, quite opposite I can see now better.
- As you ordered Ferrklmar and Grtaalhjj are moved to lead our mutant forces. They organized and ready for war, how we use these mutants.
- They are cannon fodder, they wait eternal life in paradise. They think that I am somekind of messiah. Now I give them a change to die for me and gain eternal life in paradise.
- There are few problems in taritor guard, which flocks under our wings. They start to have mutations and some have succumbed even to spawndom.
- So what is problem? They are not psykers and they can be sacreficed under pyres of Tzeentch.
- Their moral is lowering and they might rebel against us, they feel themselves unconfortable each time they see me or my possesseds.
- Execute every non-mutant, who rebels. Mutated ones, who have some promising can be recruited to marines. Maybe someones have even psychic gifts. Now organize our forces, we are going to meet Ezrael and I do not want to make him angry.
Zymethian lauched and inside his empty soccets was unnatural bright and dark glow.

Vaikutaa siltä että Zymethian alkaa jänistää

Second step of Resurrection, Punishment

Zymethian felt moment of triumph, he had defended first wawe, that Ezrael sent towards him. Casulties were quite low. He prrepared himself for second wawe, but he saw to his horror, that Ezrael himself was leading second wawe. Zymethian still saw slim change to survive, he just have to shoot Night Lords away, before they could hit him. He ordered every gun to destroy terminators and Ezrael. But in the end firepower wasn´t enough, only half of terminators lied dead. Ezrael and his remaining terminators charged Resurrector´s possessed squad. In the middle of war Zymethian and Ezrael took a duel. Zymethian could not win ancient and powerful daemon, so he strucked down.
Later Zymethian woked up, next to him was Gamorrach. They both wondered, why they lived. Whole atack was just a warning from Ezrael, Zymethian was easied, yet scared from Ezrael´s fury.