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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 route into her auspix. |
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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| 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 once great city. |
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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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. |
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