Location: Cademimu V.
Objective: Find and Kill Criminal Scum.
The planet had a dark noir setting to it. Erebus could understand why he had been sent here. It represented what war did a civilisation. It was beautiful, however. Studying the landscape wasn't what he had been sent here for. He was on a lackies mission; something that was beneath him. However, it allowed him to get outside. That was a plus.
The large mechanical body featured a set of identical sabers at his belt. A long khaki cloak covered his metallic body, moving along the rooftops of the Imperial Outpost. There had been rumours that a creature had been taking dead bodies and the like. A curious crime, also stealing ammunition and armaments from the Outposts. Whilst he wasn't silent, he was fast and big, his brown cloak reaching the ground before he did. Not far from his current position; he could hear the rumbling of voices. Immediately leaping into action. Erebus landed atop the building adjacent from said building that had two distinct figures trying to break into it. Finding the culprits @[member="Kayvaan Niveus"] and @[member="Trux Ensis"] had not been difficult. They were amatuer, however Erebus took note of a staff like weapon on Kayvaan's back. He would return the weapon to his master as a trophy, and the helmet that sat upon the gold plated armour that Trux was clad in. Erebus creeped along the edges of the buildings surrounding the two, then getting as close as he could without drawing attention. He used his robotic feet to walk down the building opposite them now. However as he drew closer the crunches of his feet against the raw metal of the buildings could be heard for yards ahead. The two had more than likely took note of his presence by now.
Stopping on the wall, he bent his legs into a position ready for a propelling motion. His two seeable hands reaching down to his belt as he took two sabers in the massive grips of his hands. Ready to body slam either of the two by propelling himself on them; or deflect blaster bolts with his sabers. One massive red unblinking eye stared right through the two culprits; ready to strike.
Objective: Find and Kill Criminal Scum.
The planet had a dark noir setting to it. Erebus could understand why he had been sent here. It represented what war did a civilisation. It was beautiful, however. Studying the landscape wasn't what he had been sent here for. He was on a lackies mission; something that was beneath him. However, it allowed him to get outside. That was a plus.
The large mechanical body featured a set of identical sabers at his belt. A long khaki cloak covered his metallic body, moving along the rooftops of the Imperial Outpost. There had been rumours that a creature had been taking dead bodies and the like. A curious crime, also stealing ammunition and armaments from the Outposts. Whilst he wasn't silent, he was fast and big, his brown cloak reaching the ground before he did. Not far from his current position; he could hear the rumbling of voices. Immediately leaping into action. Erebus landed atop the building adjacent from said building that had two distinct figures trying to break into it. Finding the culprits @[member="Kayvaan Niveus"] and @[member="Trux Ensis"] had not been difficult. They were amatuer, however Erebus took note of a staff like weapon on Kayvaan's back. He would return the weapon to his master as a trophy, and the helmet that sat upon the gold plated armour that Trux was clad in. Erebus creeped along the edges of the buildings surrounding the two, then getting as close as he could without drawing attention. He used his robotic feet to walk down the building opposite them now. However as he drew closer the crunches of his feet against the raw metal of the buildings could be heard for yards ahead. The two had more than likely took note of his presence by now.
Stopping on the wall, he bent his legs into a position ready for a propelling motion. His two seeable hands reaching down to his belt as he took two sabers in the massive grips of his hands. Ready to body slam either of the two by propelling himself on them; or deflect blaster bolts with his sabers. One massive red unblinking eye stared right through the two culprits; ready to strike.