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TheTrueGreek has won Tale of The Week 52 with his Jedi Varus' s Legion. Well done and may the force be with you.
Jedi Varus's Legion.
START TRANSMISSION. It was cold, the rain seeping through our stormtroopers armor. A Geonosian traitor is guiding us to the last know location of General Greavus, but i fear we may be to late to save this planet. I have a feeling of grave danger ahead, but i cannot tell from where.
We spotted a Droid Destoyer up ahead, and the general deployed his troops into a grand line of men. 100,000 troops, 10 ranks deep, 10,000 ranks accross, with our capitol ship providing close support, morale was high, even in these conditions. It was then that we heard a rumbling inside the Republic's Savior, and she started to list as her left engine began to put out. Soon, we saw a fighter lift off from the Savior and fly off into the distance, confused, the general tried to contact the ship, but there was noone there to recieve the call. As the Savior continued to list, it began to drop.
Soon, the middle engine sputtered out, a huge explosion seen coming from it. Now the ship began to seemingly push itself towards our line, almost as if it wished touch the ground but its last engine wouldn't let it. Our commanders wouldn't let us look at the specticle, thinking that a droid attack could come at any time. Then, a screeching could be heard, although from where i have no recolection. Then there were explosions as the Savior began to fire its main cannons into our line, we were shocked, and didn't do anything at first, but we realigned our cannons and even though our heavy firepower tore at it, it kept shooting. Then, another rumble and its last engine sputtered out, it soon began to freefal, right at our lines.
It crashed and sent a huge wave of dust and blood and armor everywhere, 10,000 of our own troops were killed by the crash, with another 10,000 from it sliding over our men. Then, from under us, the ground began to shake. Out of the ground sprouted huge creatures, with mandables capable of ripping off an arm without effort. thousands of these sprouted up from the ground, ripping apart our army, and even though we fought back, their tough hide made nothing but the strongest of heavy weaponry useless. Master Varus killed many of these, before his head was ripped off by one of these creatures. At his death, we had nothing that could fight these monsters from Hell, and they ripped our armor and flesh apart, till our massive army was nomore.
I managed to hide in a cave nearby, however, i fear that i shall not be alive for long. May anyone who finds my body use this to know what happened to Master Varus's Legion. END TRANSMISSION
Originally Posted by Simon Cashmere
