Labyrinthian Choir

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Labyrinthian Choir

Post by Grandmaster marc » Tue Jan 01, 2019 12:25 pm

Guardians of the Black Library, sworn to the Laughing God. The Labrynthian Choir is a troupe assembled by the order of the Laughing God on short notice due to an apparent breech in the Black Library security. None of the harlequins guarding the library know what this breech was, or what was taken, some even question if the Laughing God even knows the truth on what had happened. It is a rare day that something is stolen from the Black Library. The return of what was stolen fell to The Sky Witch (not seen above), a troupe master of notoriety for her loud enjoyment and efficiency in the killing of the enemies of the Laughing God. With her is a troupe leader with an opposite temperament, The Leering Princess, a much more somber second in command of the operation. The Choir is assembled of small force of elite harlequins and was named in the nature of their undertaking and due to the above average musical talent of the troupe. It would be a deadly labyrinth indeed. In about the same time it took to assemble this choir, they were given their target: a city known to the Mon'kei as Megaborealis. Hundreds of thousands if not millions were already there fighting for the city as it was the beach head for several invasion forces trying to get a grip the planet. But to the Choir something more nefarious was afoot, and it's secret must be kept even from their kin, the Aeldari and the Drukari who assailed the city for their own reasons. The Labyrinthian Choir must return the stolen knowledge at all costs and extinguish the scholars who dare steal from the Laughing God, and to make a show of it.


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Post by Grandmaster marc » Sun Jan 06, 2019 12:45 am

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The first encounter around Megaborealis would outside the generator complex of the cities shields. The goal was intelligence gathering, see who was around the generators and where. In this process the troupe stumbled upon the a group of Eldar guardians being lead by Dire Avengers. Cussing at the delay and that it was their own kin, Troupe Master: The Sky Witch, ordered her subordinate, The Leering Princess, to 'break a leg' with her players and to make a beautiful musical with their kin, and to steal any information they might have already gathered. The Sky Witch would take this time to continue scouting on her own in the mean time.

With very little hesitation the Choir fell on to their kin with ferocity and grace. Dancing through the ruined streets in a blur of color and and trailed by a somber song. It was not long before the Craftworld Eldar realized they were in danger and allowed their weapons to spit a song of their own. Razor disks silently tore through the air toward their assailants, Frag rockets from a mobile gun platform, and energy weapons lit up the ruined streets with their energy adding a dramatic atmosphere to the unfolding show. The troupe pressed on regardless of injury or loss, their kin would be join the show like it or not.

A very quick and devastating melee ensued, brother against brother, sister against sister. The Moon Knave hunting his quarry of the gun platform was struck down by a Dire Avenger who intercepted his movement, luckily his job was completed by The Redtide Warlock silencing the gun for a time. Gathering what they could from the Eldar, the troupe realized that they were slowly being overwhelmed in any attempt to gather the Eldar intelligence, and though victory looked as though it was in the cards, it was not. So as a fast as they came, the troupe left. The body of The Moon Knave left in the hands of their kin, a combat specialist, would be on the stage no more.

This delay would cost the Labyrinthian Choir but they were still determined to press on. They expected that it would take their kin to beat them regardless.
"To take a town, send a legionary. To take a city, send a squad. To take a world, send a company. To take a culture, send a Chapter."

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Post by Grandmaster marc » Sun Jan 06, 2019 11:25 am

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Taking a moment to lick their wounds and to mourn their lost brother, the troupe retreated to their established base of operations. They arrived to find a pair of visitors waiting for them. The Laughing God heard the mourning of a lost brother and another appeared. The Star King, another known combat expert of the Black Library had also brought along a retainer and escort The Sky Queen. The Sky Witch still had not returned from her scouting operation so there would be time to plan and heal, at least they thought so.

A disturbance on the edges of their territory in the ruined city outside of the generator caught the pointed ears of all of the harlequins. A band of mechanical men and their thralls marched unknowingly into their base of operations. With speed, all but the retainer leaped into action. The mechanical men had placed beacons among the nearby ruins for one reason or another but were forced to fall back to better positions by the oncoming assailants. The mechanical men sent a small screen fourth to hold up the troupe but, all the troupe saw were dancing partners and each harlequin wanted a dance.

Slicing through the screen, The leering Princess was injured immediately by a four-armed-mechanical-monstrosity and left the field, leaving The Redtide Warlock in charge of the show. He took vengeance on the monster and made it's friends bow before him before they fell bleeding. Every harlequin had their dance and in short order the mechanical men were routed and several of the beacons had been destroyed, but the rest were recovered as the retreat ensued. Nothing had been gained but nothing had been lost for the troupe, however their enemies would pay a heavy toll for sticking their nose in the wrong place at the wrong time.
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