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Tiniest Empires: The Miniwars [Wargaming Miniatures the NRP]

402nd Siege Burners

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OVERVIEW

A group of Jedi, and Clone Troopers, suddenly ripped from the world they know, they were midcombat when it happened, having been taking the fight to the Seperatists. They were created to be an elite group, with more Jedi involved with the troopers than norma, micromanaging the clones at the lowest levels via Padawans.

CULTURE

The Clone Troopers are mostly military minded, keeping themselves busy with tasks, such as setting up defenses, cleaning weapons, ensuring line of sights, patrolling, reparing vehicles, building outposts, or command posts, and just general military actions. The jedi on the other hand spend a lot of their time in meditation, learning the force feeling it flow through them, or practicing their lightsaber techniques. They are generally peaceable usually seeking Diplomacy before even considering combat, though they are cautious of the fact taht anywhere is a dangerous place, and they may have to fight at any time.

APPEARANCE

Clone Troopers: The Clone Troopers are all human, and of course all resemble the same man as they are clones. They are genetically built after Jango Fett and have taken on his appearance to the T (Minus his scars) In armor they are even further unrecognizable except for their troop markings, and rank stripes. With White armored, and a T shaped visor helm they are completely indistinguishable from another.

Jedi: They are a multitude of alien species, including Humans, Twi'leks, Zabraks, and plenty of others. They generally dress in clothes that are rather relaxing, loose, or tight depending on the Jedi's personal preference.

ECONOMY

An abundnace of cloth, and cotton, lint etc, as well as a lot electronic equipment with which to use and build from. This also comes with a abundance of DVDs, which could be used for a variety of works, tasks etc, coins from the couch cushions, and carpet fabric to create different ropes and such.

LEADERSHIP

The 402nd is made up like any other military, Officers, Non Commissioned Officers, and Enlisted being in that order, Jedi have the highest ranks of Officers, and are ultimately in charge of the clones. Here a few named Jedi who have the most important positions.

Master Kaross Van

He is the oldest of the Jedi in the 402nd, and has been with them since the Battle For Geonosis, the council has often questioned his mindset, and if he is not closer to falling to the darkside than he realizes.

Knight Viiila Dar

Second in Command to Master Kaross, Viiila is a powerful Jedi Knight, but adheres strongly to the Jedi Code of ethics, she is often the one to keep Master Van in check, holding him back from the brink of the dark side. She is a master at the double bladed lightsaber, and is often the one to leader the padawans in their lightsaber drills. She is the most martial of the Jedi in the 402nd

Knight Tay Keflo

A powerful force user, Tay happens to be the one who is most looked to for all things involving the force, and happens to be the one who often leads the Padawands assigne dto the 402nd in their teachings of all things related to the force.

Knight PIffari Kanvo

One of the more naive of the Jedi Leaders, Piffari has gained her position for her increidble abilities to heal. She leads a specialized group of Jedi, trained to heal, and they are considered a cornerstone of the 402nd.

LEGACY

The unit was formed after the three hundred original members of it performed admirably in the battle of Geonosis, they were extremely skilled, and deadly against their enemies, making several maneuvers that really set the tone of Victory for the entire campaign. Once they were pulled together they have taken on some of the most heavily defended positions, and earned a reputation for being able to break sieges like few others. The Jedi in charge have proven to be a bit more ruthless than the average Jedi, and it shows in their combat abilities.

MILITARY

Jedi Warriors, 102
The mainstay of the jedi, they are msterful in their use of lightsabers, capable dealing great damage to enemies in close combat, though they were not as versatilte in the use of the Force as Mystics, they are quite capable of using it.

Jedi Mystics, 43
These Jedi are poweful force users, more than capable than any of their counterparts. They be seen meditating to have foresight of a battle and what maneuvers to take, or even using the force to throw tremendous objects, or create a tornado made of pure force energy throwing enemies about like dust in the wind.

Jedi Healers, 28
What they do is obvious, they are healers, even most grievous of wounds can be healed if a Jedi Healer catches up to the wounded in time, though they are healers they are quite capable of defending themselves.

Various Clone Troopers, 1,400
The Clone Troopers are varied in the fact that they cover a multitude of roles, they are pilots, tank drivers, artillery gunners, and grunts. They are utilized in whatever position they are needed, trained to fulfill a role within the 402nd, but at the heart of them all is a clone trooper readily able to pick up a blaster and use it in a fight against the enemy.

Vehicles
Personal Clone Walker, 110
These are a single pilot vehicle, used for combat, and being general mobile armor. They carry a dual set of heavy blasters, and rocket salvos.

All Terrain Tactical Enforcer, 45
These six legged behemoths of war are a mainstay of the 402nd, they are integral in ending sieges. Armed with several blaster cannons, and a single mass driver cannon they are adept at taking out both enemy infantry, and enemy vehicles. Further more they are used as a mobile bases, complete with holographic setups in the rear, and enough room to carry up to 30 troops.

74-Z Speeder Bike, 99
Perfect for scouting ahead, and ambushes the Speeder bike is a higly mobile vehicle with a pair of blaster cannons mounted on the front. Capable of carrying a single driver, and a passenger they make for great ways to enter a enemy's territory and leave before they ever knew someone was there.

TX-130 Fast Attack Tank, 21
This vehicle is used to actively, and quickly engage enemy forces, utilizing a twin pair of laser cannons, and two thermal missile launchers, regardless of it's light armor it is still a force to be reckoned with.

Low Altitude Assault Transport, 61
Fast light, and barely armored, these troop transports capable of carrying 15+ troopers are armed to the teeth, with more than eight missles capable of being launched, and 6 different laser guns set along it's body. Capable of fighting both ground, and against aerial fighters it is a force to be reckoned with.

AV-7, 33
A large quadraped walker, this monster of military might is a mobile artillery cannon capable of raining down hell upon any it targets. It is operated by a single user, and can be far out of sight as it fires shells of it powerful payload onto enemy units.

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Name: Selyse Storm

Age: 21

House/Affilitation: Dondarrion

Appearance:


Biography:
Selyse was not Nobley born, though her Father was a noble. Her mother however was not, rather she was a simple servant girl that just happened to be pretty enough to catch Lord Cletus Dondarrion. Not many women could resist such a man especially in his prime as he was, and within a few months Kadie found herself growing larger with Lord Cletus Child. Cletus did not even dispute the fact, he was not married, and had no children, so he of course embraced the idea of having one, even if it was to be a bastard. When she was born though, to the horror of all those involved her mother suffered some complication and bled to death, leaving Selyse alone except for her Father who could never truly claim her. He could name her though, and love her. He named her Selyse, as it was the final words Kadie spoke before she died,

Despite being a Bastard Selyse's childhood was filled with joy and laughter, Cletus loved her like he would any child that he might have had in Marriage. He taught her to sing as well, and from watching him play the Harp she herself picked up a lyre, and began to teach herself. Her playing was not the best, but it was passable, and many enjoyed listening to her. Despite this she had a streak in her to want more than just being just another girl around Blackhaven. She frequently was chastised for putting on boys clothes she stole from one of the stablehands, and trying to practice with weapons like the other boys around Blackhaven would do.

She saw her cousin, Shireen Storm, another bastard like her practice sparring with her twin Davos. They were trained to fight by their father Raymont, and Selyse begged her father to teach her like Raymont taught his bastards. Cletus continued to refuse, saying that she would be his little lady, and ladies like her shouldn't fight. Selyse would not take no for an answer though, Instead she went to her cousins, and asked them to teach her in secret, and so as they learned so did she, to an extent. She learned in the darkness of a cellar under an old abandoned home.

For years this went on, even as she was taught to be a lady she taught herself to be a warrior. When her sister was born, she saw it as a blessing, she knew they would never be equals, but it was another member to their family, though it was a loss as well.

While she had been learning to fight and taught to be a lady Cletus had been wed to lady Cersei Estermont. It was a happy marriage between cheerful people, and Cersei was as kind to Selyse as Cletus was, her child or not. It was not long before she was pregnant with Cletus's second child. But, this childs birth was not all happy. Much like Selyse's mother, there was a complication and as Selyse's sister entered the world, Lady Cersei was taken from it. For one of the few times in her life, Selyse saw her father cry. He held his newest child in his arms once the room was cleared, and fell to his knees in tears.

He named her Mariah as Cersei had wished, and was sullen and quiet for several days... before he simply dissapeared. Only Raymont was left a goodbye letter. He came to his niece Selyse's room, and told her that Cletus would be gone for a very long time and that he would raise her now. For several months Selyse was completely destroyed by her father having left, and would not leave her chambers. Her cousins however managed to pull her out of her rut, and continued to teach her swordplay in that same cellar. Years, went by, and Selyse never felt a lack of love from the family around her, but there was always a hole in her heart for her missing father.

It was one day when Selyse was nineteen, she was practicing her sword play alone under the house, using a sword she had secretly had made by the local blacksmith. She was performing her stances excellently, which was how Lord Raymont found her. He had sworn to make her a lady, as Cletus had wished... but clearly she had other plans. He saw she was too far into her training to turn back now. So, he said if she was going to fight she'd be taught and equipped properly. So Raymont had armor fashioned for Selyse, a new sword, and a even a long dagger. She received proper training as well mixing it with her former training, though Raymont had to find a left handed swordsman to teach her. A rather untoward sort, but he was excellent in combat, and taught her to use sword and dagger in unison. Now many years later, her training at an end, She has become a fighter for her uncle, much to the disdain of some others who considered the fact that Raymont had two girls fighting for him, very untoward. She serves faithfully, though she still wonders. Where is her father.

Household Makeover: 40k Edition (1x1 NRP between Clock and Yennifer)

Even as the Heldrake rained an inferno down on the Imperial Guard lines, they still fired back, continued to hold their position. Pissari growled a bit, and grabbed a flag, her arms waving it back and forth in the air. Immediately all troops began to back down the ramps, leaving their firing line completely and totally empty. There was no one left for the 603rd to fire at anymore, just a empty space with smoke slowly drifting up into the air, and a few dead bodies. The heldrake had even retreated back to the Whore's lines, and was not seen. Occasionally shots were fired towards the top of the stairs from the makeshift wall made by the whores.

"This is ridiculous. We're in a stalemate here." She taps her fingers a bit and sighs. "We need a advantage here. Something they don't have." She looked at all the Gaurdswomen gathered, all of them with tatoos, or scars, ready to fight. Some of them barely even had clothes to wear, but they were all armed and ready to fight at any moment. She stood up slowly and walked back into her chimera. Moment later it was roaring off towards the kitchen, traveling along a path of burnt carpet where the whore's had been burning roads to make travelling easier.

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Commander Ivaela stared upwards at a pulley system that had been built to move to the cabinets above the sink, and already they had set up a makeshift platform to work from. Several slaves wedged, and pulled the large cabinet doors, but it had done no good. Finally they had positioned a Soulgrinder, and attached a length of chord between the knob of the cabinet and the soulgrinder. Slowly the engine began to march forward and the door came open with a creak revealing the treasures inside.. After much fevered shouting, Commander Ivaela herself had gone up to inspect.

Upon arriving at the cabinet she saw it, primitive explosives, but enormous, they could be extremely useful considering the lack of ordinance they had, especially since they were facing mortars. "I want all those.. On the counter immediately, and I want some way to project them into the enemy lines.. Catapult system something. I don't care how primitive, as long as it works."

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The construction was going well, even though it looked haphazard. A large statue had been built from pieces of glass from bowls, and plates, it was a image of Slaanesh, the best they could put together with the items they had available. Sorceress Verdina stared at it, and looked to the men and women behind her that she had gathered together as a sacrifice. "I can still feel the warp. I can feel it even here in this strange place. I can create a storm." She turned a bit, and several of the Whores pushed the slaves that had been picked out forward. "Please commence" (To not break the rules of the site I will not go into what takes place), groans, and screams, and even moans could be heard as Verdina watched the obscene display that was her offering to Slaanesh.

"Here me! I am your humble servant! Lend me power! Open the doorway!" She shrieked. The blood of the slaves that had been the offered ran across the counter top under her feet. Crackling energy could be seen popping through the air, the Statue they had built began to melt and and form into something new, something different, into a circular shape, slightly vaginal. Energy began to erupt from the portal, and a storm began to form across the ceiling crackling with energy, but it wasn't like clouds, it was more like a vision into space, one filled with darkness and perverse despair.

Sorceress Verdina dropped to her knees, and stared at the portal as several Daemonettes began to walk out, their bodies beautiful, and twiste dall at the same time, difficult to tell whether they were male or female. "Slaanesh.. has blessed me."

Household Makeover: 40k Edition (1x1 NRP between Clock and Yennifer)

The rather brutal reaction of the Imperial guard on the second floor was what Pissari expected. The sudden fire blasting down, the tumult of las rifle fire. She turned and began to walk away from the the top step heading down a ramp to her personal Chimera. "I want the Heldrake in the air. That leman Russ pulled out. Make sure those slaves die I don't want them leading the Guardsmen to our scouting camp on the steps." She moved back out of the Chimera as it reached the edge of the Couch. She turned and watched as a large group of bunkered down Renegade guardswomen returned fire with autoguns, and las rifles, another one buried deep in fabric and firing a sniper rifle.

The Leman Russ suddenly lifted it's cannon slowly, the women in side sighting in their next target. The cannon moved and sighted in one of the sentinels and with a loud CLUNK a shell of warp energy roared through the air towards the Sentinel's cockpit. It would crush the walker easily and kill the pilot while showering anyone around it with flaming debris. More small arms fire came from below, as more of the whores took position, there was at least twenty of them now, and one stood up holding a glowing blue rifle that fired a scouring burst of energy, it went wide though and leg a long streak of scorch across the wall where it had stuck. The heretic holding the Plasma rifle was about to bunker down just as a mortal shell blew in front of her, sending her body ragdolling across the floor, and bleeding from multiple wounds, a chunk of the plasma gun sticking out her forehead.

The combat continued for only a few more minutes, whens uddenly a enormous form overshadowed the staircase, trinagular in shape, the Heldrake zoomed down towards the guardsman line, and extreme gouts of flame poured over their formations, the creature shrieked loudly as it passed and then twisted around blowing more gouts of flame at the fortification once more before veering to leave the area.

At the same time, the Leman Russ began pulling back, rolling backwards down the ramp, blowing thick plumes of smoke into the air. It fired one more shot haphazardly at the enemy formation before it disappeared into cover.

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Sergeant Kepper watched the firefight going on over head. She could see the damage going on down below, She winced as a mortar fell a bit nearby sending chunks of wood and carpet over her and their area. They will still hidden though, and she could see by using a mirror that the slaves sent up had all been shot down, their bodies layin gon the ground in odd positions. She shook her head slowly and swirled a finger. "Keep down.. Get those ropes ready to rappell down the side of hte staircase for a quick escape."

Household Makeover: 40k Edition (1x1 NRP between Clock and Yennifer)

As the light would come up in the morning it would be very obvious that the Whores had been very busy at building their defenses in a bit of earnest. Walls five inches tall had been erected in the carpert, made from pieces of wood, cardboard, and even some glass. Small stands had been erected behind the wall with corrupted gaurdswomen standing at guard waiting for any possible threats to appear. Multiple heavy weapons stations had been set up. one on the arm of the couch, one on the back of the chair, and one on the coffee table. On top of this on either side of these heavy weapons teams sniper nests had been set up, ready to fire on any enemies that showed up.

Captain Pissari moved across the top of the coffee table, her eyes focused on the far movements of five of her women who were slowly moving up the stairs. Then she turned her head to look towards where some ramps had already been built on the bottom two steps, and slaves were preparing the next steps for the same under the watchful eye of a platoon of gaurdswomen. Slowly her view drifted back to the five who were higher up than the others, the ones who were scouting up the stairs to see just how strong the Imperial Guard defenses were, and just exactly who they were.

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The trip up the stairs had been a bit uneventful so far. The fortifications in the distance could be seen the guard who patrolled it just as much so. So the five women stayed out of sight as best as possible, their forms crouched down as they moved to each step and climbed up the next one. Sergeant Kepper stopped as they were halfway up the staircase, and brought up a pair of binoculars. The fortifications they had made were very sound, and strong, it would be hard going to get through them. She cursed slightly and pointed to the wall of the step. "Set up a scouting base there. I don't want to move any further up in fear of being in a firefight. We'll hold position here." The other women of her scouting squad began quicking propping up a tent out of sight of the Imperial Guard defenses, easily out of eyesight. "This is going to be tricky.

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Several hours pass without incident, but soon PIssari wanted to test those defenses that the Imperial guard had set up. She wanted to see their reactions. So yet more ramps were built, several slaves were dressed in their uniforms, and sent up higher on the steps carrying with them some makeshift weapons they had made from local resources. A single leman russ rolled up onto the lowest step facing the wall, and turned it's cannong. As the slaves reached a five step mark away from the wall, the cannon o the Russ fired, a enormous slug drenched with warp energy sailing through the air to crash against the wall, seeing how it would buckle if it buckled at all. PIssari stood a bit to the side with a command squad, watching and waiting for the reactions.

Household Makeover: 40k Edition (1x1 NRP between Clock and Yennifer)

The return of Captain Pissari was met with much cheering, and excitement. The day had gone well, and the large roden they had killed was being cooked over the enormous gas stove they had lit. It's skin was stretched out and being readied to turn into a nice coat for the Commander, and her highest ranking officers. Commander Ivaela turned to face her from a small blacony that had been made on the edge of the counter. Her eyes had been scanning all the work that had been going on, the sound of hammers, and other tools doing their work. The sink was now full of water, and being transferred into large glass bowls for easy access by the soldiers. "Report Captain."

Pissari stared at Ivaela, and the cold way she had talked. Ivaela had only recently beome Commander of the Regiment after having killed the last Commander in a duel. Captain Pissari had not been happy with the change in command. "We have extended out reach to the end of the couch, and the opening to the outside west of here. Tomorrow I plan to have the troops move to the steps that we viewed from the couch, and begin building ramps. While at the same time finding a way to make passage to the outside, likely through demolition efforts."

Commander Ivaela nodded slowly and turned back to the Balcony once more. "I want you to create an excavation team, that will begin tunneling into the wall. I want to see more of this place.. I want there to be secret passages for us. This is important." Ivaela clicked her tongue a few times with a bit of a sneer on her face. She didn't like being here at all.

Suddenly a runner was being hauled up via a rope elevator that had been made, her breath coming out in loud gasps as she stopped before the Captain. "Ma'am... We have a problem!"

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It had been a long night already, the sun outside had set so it was terribly dark inside without the moon or stars to shine any light. Sergeant Dimitrov gripped her sniper rifle tightly, having cut through the fabric at the top of a chair, and slide inside of it for use as cover. Her entire shift had been uneventful, but then she noticed a small movement on a step, and looked closer, her nightvision scope clearing making out two humanoid shapes, then she noticed the fact that they were wearing the standard armor of the Imperial Guard. No scouts had gone that far and everyone had bunkered down since everything was pitch black except for the lights, and fires that the female regiment had set up.

She took aim at one that seemed to have a vox on his back, both eyes open as she fired, then fired another shot in rapid secession at the second form. Both immediately disappeared from view. Standing from her position she hurried down her rapelling rope and informed nearest officer. It was only a few minutes before a runner was seen disappearing into the darkness, the only thing visible now was the small torch that she was holding aloft.

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"Yes Ma'am, a sniper took down two enemy targets both who seemed to be Imperial guard." The Runner spoke quickly a look of excitement on her face over the idea of having a real enemy to finally face, and men to torture.

Pissari shook her head with a smirk at the corner of her lips. "Commander I will set up defensive lines immediately. We will work through the night to complete defensive positions with heavy weapons perpared, and tanks in place, and once light comes forth we will begin building those ramps. I will send scouts up the steps ahead to see what they come across."

A simple nod came from Ivaela as she agreed with the Captain's methods. "Good work Pissari. Make it so."

Throughout the night any scouts of the Imperial guard would be able to hear the hustle bustle, and hammering as the Whores of Thirst worked through the night.

Household Makeover: 40k Edition (1x1 NRP between Clock and Yennifer)

The counters of the Kitchen were bustling with work as the aproximately twenty milimeter tall corrupted Guardswomen watched over their slaves working on different tasks in the name of Slaanesh. Wooden bridges made from cooking twine, toothpicks, and popcicle sticks had been used in their construction, walls made from broken down plastic cups and plates had been situated along the edges to protect from possible enemies, and beasts that seemed to roam the house. Only a day in and things were looking a little less bleak. Commander Ivaela gave a sigh as she tapped ashes from a cigarette held in a long stemmed holder, and looked down at the deep canyons that was the space between the counters, to the tile floor beneath. "So we have entered the land filled with carpet yes? The one with the giant furniture. Very similar to a house hold room." The guardswoman near her nodded at this, and Ivaela turned away. "Send a runner. I want Captain Pissari to report back immediately."

Captain Pissari's scouting into the large room full of plush furniture, and high carpet had been rather eventless except for the killing of several large insect creatures, and a large rodent mammal. She watched her women climbing up the legs of a coffee table, to clamber atop and begin setting up new defensive positions. "Tell all troops to halt forward movement for now. i want this to be a defensive position. Make camp there." She points to a chair. "There" She points to coffee table. "And there." She points to arm of the couch. "I want patrols interchanging between the three sites across the floor." She purses her lips for a moment as a single guardswoman ran up to her. "Tell the Commander I will return as soon as I have finished setting up fortifications." Behind her the loud thumbing of a Slaaneshi soulgrinder could be heard walking, and the shriekd of a Heldrake as it passed over head. "This is too easy.. Far too easy."

Household Makeover: 40k Edition (1x1 NRP between Clock and Yennifer)

Whores of the Thirst

Leaders

Commander Ivaela Latrix


Captain Zae Pissari


Sorceress Verdina Imph

Regiment Information

Whores of the Thirst were founded Two Centuries ago as the 66th Vesyan Valkyries. They were recruited from a Pleasure world to defend a sector that had lost almost all it's defense forces in combat. Being that all that was left on Vesya were prostitutes, exotic dancers etc, these women were built into a regiment that never really lost it's sensuality. A hundred years after during a brutal war against Khornate incursion, as the battle ended and the women of the 66th Vesyan felt broken, defeated. Slaanesh came to them though, in their dreams offering them wonders, and pleasures beyond measure if they worshipped her.. If they trusted in She who thirsts. With abandon they took Slaanesh's offer, and quickly slaughtered the rest of their allies and released unimaginable horrors upon them. Since then they had pillage their sector of the galaxy, until they woke to find themselves in this enormous home.

Regiment Forces

926 Heretic Guardswomen Varying weapons of Las Rifles, Autoguns, Plasma, and ac ouple of heavy weapons teams.

22 Corrupted Chimeras

12 Corrupted Leman Russ

18 Corrupted Sentinels

26 Rough Riders Custom with sidecar motorcycles utilizing a bolter gunner on the sidecar.

2 Slaanesh Subjugators

1 Heldrake

2 Slaanesh Soulgrinders

211 Daemonettes