The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 01 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 01
The rain pelted down on the gobbers as they continued to dig out the chassis. It was an old thing covered in a coat of rust at least a generation old. But the dwarven engineer had said it was repairable, so the salvage operation had begun. Dwarves, men, and gobbers went to work on excavating the behemoth. A dwarven engineer and a human field mechanic lead half a dozen goblinoids in the recovery operation. You couldnt tell on plain sight whose side the machine had originally belonged to; the forces of Menoth or Morrow, for all the colors had been eroded and washed away by time. The weather here on the river was unbearable this time of ye
The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 02 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 02
Torga was furious again. Lynks, Singleton, Kerr ah hell, Gunmages, to me! Torga called across the riverbank to all his men.
Lt. Torga Grimmr's commission was new, very new. In fact his commission was only two months old. He was also the first trollkin to earn a commission as a gunmage. He has sworn fealty a long time ago to Cygnar. Hed felt the call of the pistol even longer before that. But to achieve his dream of being a gunmage he would have done almost anything. And when he heard of them in the Cygnar army hed left his moot that day to find himself as both an adult and a gunmage. Torga was large for a
The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 03 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 03
The artificial sun lit up the sky. Rain continued to pour down, but now looked like diamonds in the light. The underside of the storm clouds momentarily lit up, still looking dark even in the new face of light. Even prepared for it, the gunmages winced at the illumination.
On the riverbank lay the enemy. Men and warmachines unloaded from a river barge that looked like it had only landed moments before. All temporarily blinded in the newfound daylight. Their banner was everywhere; on their robes, on their armor, and on the shield. Menofixes. The symbol a perverted crucifix; with the ends like arrow points facing inward at the ends except for
The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 04 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 04
Tmys awoke to the sound off birds chirping. Blinking his eyes open he saw light illuminating the tent. He rose and dressed in the driest uniform he had. Exiting the tent, he squinted his eyes as daylight assaulted him for the first time in days. Close by he saw Torga sitting on a log next to a campfire. The wet logs giving off an obscene amount of smoke, but Torga sat on the up wind side of the fire. The camp had been put together quickly the night before. Only three tents had been assembled before everyone turned in for the evening. This morning five tents were now erected and Vasquez and Lynks were hanging clothes out to dry on lines
The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 05 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 05
Rymus Ironhands watched as the Reckoner was rolled over onto its back. Rymus had been up since shortly after daybreak and had set about on working on the second part of his mission. Recovery was all well and good, but here was a chance to examine the enemies technology.
When he had risen so had Taury and Mozt, the remaining two gobbers from the mechaniks. Together the three had spent the early morning repairing and reattaching the left arm of the Sentinel. Once repaired the boiler and furnace were refueled with coal and water, and lit off. Taury and Mozt were going to help the gun mages set up the camp, which they had begun
The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 06 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 06
In the early afternoon a large covered wagon arrived, guarded by a unit of sword knights. The wagon type was a standard around any Cygnar army camp anywhere. The bed of the wagon was fifteen feet long on top of large six-foot tall wagon wheels. When the wagon was covered its canvas rose almost 15 foot in the air. This type of wagon was the primary transportation system used to transport warjacks. Since the train system didnt go everywhere and the expense and transportation of coal to refuel the warjacks was a problem in itself, the old ways had remained the best. Once uncovered and the canvas ribs removed many contraptions were ex
The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 07 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 07
Fort Falk was no longer just a fort. Long had the posting been on the eastern side of Cygnar, sending out patrols up and down the Kings Highway. Over time what was once a small fort had grown up. Fort Falk had become the prime defense of the eastern provinces, not just from thieves and brigands, but it monitored the travel on the Black River as well as now being the first line of defense for whatever came forth from the Bloodstone Marches. Cygnar had been caught by surprise once by the Skorne, it would not be caught unprepared again. Not only had the fort grown but also so had the shantytowns that surrounded it. Fort Falk was ever so mu
The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 08 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 08
Every military Installation has a pace. The normal morning routine of Fort Falk started each day with an officers call, then each officer would return to his unit and fill in his or her troops with what they needed to make the day go by. This happened everyday, everyday except Friday. Friday started out the day with full military formation. This served as a muster and inspection of troops for the garrison commander. These were as formal or informal as the commander felt that particular Friday morning.
The 92nd had arrived on a Tuesday. Wednesday had been spent with the finding of more permanent billeting and the debriefing of Lt. Willis and
The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 09 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 09
Tmys walked up the streets of Mercir towards the familiar destination. The hilly seaside town was well on its way to becoming a large trade city. The cityscape itself was built up along the hills around the large bay and outward, stretching more around the waterfront than inland towards the marshes and mountains. Looking across the streets between the houses and storefronts Tmys could catch momentary flashes of the bay. Apparently the cold weather had followed him south. The wind blew chilly through the streets of Mercir. Being built on the hills seaside face this way the wind had an easier time moving around the city unlike
The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 10 by NewPlanComics, literature
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The Sword of Morrow - Ch. 10
The soft glow of fire was easily seen flickering back and forth behind the black cast iron stove doors. It cast a dancing orange-ish glow on the walls it faced. Tmys kept watching the dancing flame behind the stoves door window, the warm light slowly hypnotizing him. He was trying to make himself fall asleep and forget the trouble on his mind, and the couch he now laid upon was an apt a place as any. Across from him was his father, rocking slowly in his chair. Steven Willis had just lowered the flame in his reading lamp, finished with his book for the evening. The two men sat in silence just watching the fire.
Tmys had been