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<td>The swish of dirty, hot gasses receded as the Thunderhawk
gunship lumbered slowly as it increased airspeed. Sgt. Adrian
DeMarco surveyed the immediate terrain and plotted the best
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The 103 Dominions gathered gear and
started the long hump into the wasted jungle city Omni Primus
Main.
Omni Primus Main was once a great city of culture and knowledge.
Like many of the smaller cities in the system, Omni Primus Main was
built in the theme of ancient Rome with a Jules Verne twist. Public
buildings rose high into the air, built on massive stonework. Arch
work was everywhere but the once great city was now a shell of it
former glory. If only I could have seen it then thought the Sgt.
The Bulldogs, as known to fellow Sorita units, were on an
advance-scouting mission to provide realistic data on alien reports in
the area. The Bulldogs belonged to the Militant Order of the Broken
Heart; a, by the book, theological order of female warriors. The
Soritas had provided system stability for many years and this mission
seemed no different for the Sgt. If only things could be, as they
seem.
The Bulldogs advanced up a gentle, sloping rise toward an opening
cut along the pathway but strangely into the jungle like foliage. A
light fog settled in low lying recesses like thick gray soup and the
Bulldogs advanced cautiously. Sgt DeMarco scanned forward along the
dark path but nothing moved. "There should be something
moving," she mumbled to herself. A world this alive should not
have a cold stillness like this.
Sgt DeMarco raised her hand with fist gesture and the squad froze
in position. She signaled Corporal Amadon to her. The Corporal was
loyal and dependable friend, one of those friends born in adversity
and proven under fire. "How many times had she saved my
life?" DeMarco thought. "Six, no seven and I am damn lucky
to have her". DeMarco made a head gesture toward the top of the
rise and Amadon scurried forward with the cool efficiency that only
field experience can award. Amadon reached the crest of the rise and
peered discreetly down the far side.
A flood of childhood memories flashed into Corporal Amadon's mind.
She had lived near here as a child but that was before the Green
Flood. That's what the locals had called it; she called it before it
had been given a name. Orks were the official name for them. She new
them as the aliens who destroyed her home and killed her family an
eternity ago.
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<td>Before Amadon loomed the massive, red monolith known as the
Curia Hostilia. Its feet rested in a sea of thick gray fog near
the edge of the city. The spaceport lay back behind us over the
rise and beyond the Curia stood the fragmented remnants of the
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Gone were the days the skies filled with skimmer limos, loaded with
important people and bound for the Curia Hostilia. It had been a long
time since the Curia had be a place of importance to anyone except the
ground critters but Amadon spotted green movement...
It was payback time and she had a clip full of cash!
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<td valign="top">I built this piece as part of a large modular
themed terrain set. I have built several modular sets before and
I decided to incorporate everything learned into this set. One
important difference in this set is that it is not geometric in
shape and size.</td>
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In order to increase variety and enjoyment, I created a 6-inch
increment baseline. That means that all pieces are 6x6, 6x12, 6x18,
12x12, 18x36 etc… All the road, woods and water pieces are 6x6. You
simply place the major terrain pieces and fill in the other areas with
6x6 pieces. The Curia Hostilia (Senate House) is a centerpiece for
this modular set.
Updated: August 2002