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[Thugren]

You move in silence, the targets are drachen blut firestarters, forward scouts sent in to reclaim lost tech before the troops come in to break down relics.


Krausus moves in silence, his suits camo masking him perfectly as he crouches low behind the farthest outrunner.

you feel a charge in the air, and as krasus draws back his fist you hear a dull thunk as the blow connects, and the four psionically cfharge b lades slam through the poor fools back and into his heart.

You crouch low over behind a barrel.

"YOur move Brother..."

krasus hisses, falling into the shadows like a wraith.


you see the seciond outrunner look around in confusion, looking for his comrade

[Armoured Priest]

Sethis only nodded from behind the barrel he took cover. Even wearing the officer trenchcoat, he can barely hear the tiny hum of the device he created and laced through the material to keep him warm in the cold of Europe. The varghen reptile's red reptilian eyes focused on the second target from behind his featurless mask before he focused for a moment to activated his natual camo and started stalking up to the runner.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 81 (81)

[Thugren]

you move up silently as you notice kraususes annoyed gorlw.

"Make the kill....We got places to go."

[Armoured Priest]

He shook his head with a smirk underneath the mask. He goes to wrap a hand around the runner's mouth as a blade slips out from one of the sleeves of his coat over his gloved hand. He strikes out with the wrist mounted blade up into the chest from under the ribcage.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 90 (90)

[Thugren]

the blade slides out and into the mans ribs. He stifles a yelp and slumps against you as krausus comes out of the shadows.

"Drachen bluts nuetralised..."

he growls in a low voice.

"Mission to whipe out the rest still ongoing."

Your hud chimes to life as a map of the drachen blut camp is overlaid.

"Adolfos new vorbotwen intiates are being christened as we speak....Make the kill and get out."

YOur handler, Henry Tolen growls into the comm as two more drachen blut begin to walk your way

Krauses immediately fades from sight and stands in the center of the road as you hear somone coming from the road directly behind you

[Armoured Priest]

"Shhh, no more tears only dreams now." Sethis softly hissed to the man through his mask as the runner fell before the handler spoke to them. He tossed the body out of sight into a nearby building before he used his abilities to fade once more, staying still till the next pair of bluts to walk up the path.

[Thugren]

you barely see Krausus blur in place the blades flying into the mens throat.

they burble in suprise , gripping at the assasins forarms as he slams them to the ground, severing their spines.

a man rounds the corner, seeing the two dead men and he instantly raises his weapon trailing it onto krausus

[Armoured Priest]

Sethis's eyes widen in surpise before he wills out shadowy copy of himself out to blitz the gunman with it's own blades sliding out, knowing it would be faster then himself.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 87 (87)

[Thugren]

the clone slams into the man and carries it into a place on the other side of the road.


the blade pushes deep, making the kill and the clone vanishes, letting the body slump bonelessly to the floor.

[Armoured Priest]

He let out a small sigh as he smirked a bit, another little tally to add undert the drachen symbol. He looked over to his brother and the two other bodies. "That was a little too close bruder." he said quietly to him. "We move?" he added as well, the stained blade retracted beneath the sleeve for now.

[Thugren]

krasus fades from view wordlessly, his footsteps in the snow the only inclanation of his existence.


you move from cover to cover, passing at lweast a dfozen drachen scouts as you come to the command tent where two figures are speaking.

krausus turns to you and grabs a heavy quilt, pointing to a fireplace that is the only sorce of light around

[Armoured Priest]

He nodded as a shadow clone sethis came into being between them and took up the quilt from Kraussus. It moved quickly, keeping it's form low as it goes to snuff out the flame with the thick material.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 84 (84)

[Thugren]

the fire is snuffed out, and a gruff voice can be heard

"What...is this.."


he growls, as adolfo dempsey, black dragon of the drachen blut pushes open the tent flap and looks out.

[Armoured Priest]

'Slaying a dragon....heh.' Sethis mused to himself in his mind. Using the last few seconds of his camo illusion that last as he moved, a blade slides out he goes for a backstab into Aldolfo's heart, going inbetween the ribs. He heard from the breifing that the mans was a capable fighter, but he wanted the kill to belong to his or his brother's blades than to a group of his shadows.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 99 (99)

[Thugren]

the blade pierces into the black dragons back and he stiffens.

Hot blood pours down your arm and he turns , looking at you, cracking his spine.

"hello little nazi.."

he growls, his fist engulfing in flame.

"Its welcome to see you.."

he turns suddenly and backhands you brutally, sending yoyu flying across the snow.

"fuck!"

krausus spits, dropping camop and running to your side.

"DAMNIT WHY!"

[Armoured Priest]

"I thought he was the target!" he hissed in reply, spitting out a wad of blood from his snout into his helm for now as he gets back on his feet. He fought the throbbing pain that was face as he tried to form mulitple shadow copies and attack him from different directions.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 94 (94)

[Thugren]

The clones surround Adolfo an attack.

They move perfectly , attacking in seven ways at once , only to be smashed aside .


You see kraussus vanish an an instant later a scream fills the air.

You see two shadows struggle in the dark and kraussus pushes the body of the vorboten out in frot of him a he growls.


" time to go..."

He grunts, using the body as a Sheild.

" all aboard the get the fuck out train,"

[Armoured Priest]

Sethis was already moving to form up with Kraussus. "I'll sit in the luggage compartment." he remarked before summoning up another group of shadows from the dark to replace the ones that were smashed aside and evaporated into inkish smoke. They probably can't land a hit on him from what he saw, but it seemed to be a good enough distraction.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 80 (80)

[Thugren]

Krausus growls as Adolfo bathes the clones in flame , coating his meat Sheild in sizzling black .

"Lets attack the nastiest bastard this side of the cold .... Godamnit ."

He tosses th body down and breaks into a sprint, running for the tree line as bullets clip his heels .

[Armoured Priest]

"No one told me who was target! Not even our handler!" he said as he ran after him. It was then he noticed the massive crack of his mask running down the entire length of it, letting the cold in. "Gods I'm retarded." he said to himself as they ran through the snow and trees, his tail twitching behind him in fustration.