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located in Planet Arawath, a part of Only War: 501st Hendrisi Deadland Regiment, one of the many universes on RPG.

Planet Arawath

Planet Arawath is a mining world within the Reike Expanse that has been under Ork assault for three years. Local regiments of the 319th Imperial Legionnaires, 420th Cannabisian Regiment, and 19th Reiker Defense Force are all engaged.

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Character Portrait: 501st Hendrisi Deadland Regiment Character Portrait: Grim Character Portrait: Bottles Character Portrait: Icarus "Pilgrim" Toroun
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The moment after Derek’s feet left the ship and before gravity took seemed to stretch to infinity. He saw the bullets stream past the other dropships. The rockets twisting past before exploding like overstuffed fireworks, illuminating the ashen clouds that covered the area.
His breath caught as infinity ended and gravity took hold. “Steady out boy!” Grim yelled as they started to face straight down and spin.
An acrid taste invaded Derek’s mouth as his breath returned, and he began to fire the chutes in an attempt to even them out. He managed to align them properly, but their descent was still too fast for comfort.
“What is that?” Derek heard Grim yell over the noise of the wind rushing past them and the explosions missing them.
“What is-” Hitting the chutes again, Derek tried to aim their descent again when he spotted what Grim was talking about. “A tank doing up here?”
Explosions rocked the airborne tank, and part of it split off. The remaining parts veered slightly towards Grim and Derek. The Orks on the soaring vehicle began firing as several of them strapped to rockets blasted up to meet them.
“Incoming!” Derek yelled, spinning the pair and turning his back to certain death. He concentrated on evasive maneuvers as Grim brought a lascarbine to bear. He was only able to use one hand though, and his shots were erratic.
“Did you hit any?” The roar of the approaching tank drowned out Derek’s question. Several Orks rocketed past before course correcting back towards them. Grim squeezed off several shots at the deadly tank, punching holes in meat and metal.

Grim yelled in surprise as an Ork crashed into him and latched on. The rocket drilled into the Ork was still firing, and sent the trio spinning out of control. Derek’s eyes widened as the Orks roar mixed with his scream. The Greenskin tried to batter Grim, but just flailed around. Derek gave up steering in favor of trying to remove the Ork’s hold on Grim. Grim responded to the Ork’s attempts by head butting the Greenskin, which was enough of a distraction for Derek to finish removing the Ork.
Careening away, the Ork collided with the approaching tank and exploded. A small crater marked the creature’s impact, but the vehicle kept coming.

Derek managed to stop the spin, still trying to avoid the shots coming from the tank and the other Ork’s lurking around.
“Are you alright?” Derek asked.
“Get us down safely!” Grim responded, a grimace indicating he might not be, in fact, alright. “Start by avoiding the tank!”
“Thunder has struck.”
Derek hit the grav chutes hard, aiming them past the mass of metal. They cleared it, but the slipstream spun them around again before Derek could right them.
“Ground-fall achieved.”
Still high up, Grim was able to see the ground teeming with Orks. A dropship was falling in the distance, smoking trailing from the remains.
“Where do we land?” Grim look at Derek, scowling slightly.
“Doesn’t matter where we land, just land us.” The pain in Grim’s side increased as the grav chutes fought gravity. The Ork had managed to bruise him on his left side. “Now concentrate. We only have one chance.”