Labrynth's End

## Combatants

Wayforgers of Craftworld Gia'trell

152 Krieg Mechanized Regiment

## Commanders

**Wayforgers**
Farseer Nuadarirr

**152 Krieg Mechanized Regiment**
Captain Blaster

## Strength

**Wayforgers**
Farseer
Spiritseer
Rangers
Dire Avengers
Dark Reapers
Warlock Conclave
Shroud Runners
Warp Spiders
War Walker
Wraithblades

**152 Krieg Mechanized Regiment**
Cadian CastellianEnginseer
Kasrkin
Primaris Psyker
Platoon Command Squad
Death Korps of Krieg
Death Rider Squadron
Death Rider Squadron Commander
Chimera
Scout Sentinels
Leman Russ Demolisher

## Casualties

**Wayforgers**
No major casualties

**152 Krieg Mechanized Regiment**
Imperial Castellian laid low.

After being denied the device in the upper levels of Solemnace, the Wayforger force went deeper into Solemnace . Nuadarir clings to the hope of her Seeing and Asuryan's Fortune. Conspiring against her, the greater Seer Council of Gia'trell sends her a ranger contingent in the guise of bolstering her Wayforger contingent, but with the ulterior motive of quieting the sector for the future of the Craftworld in this sector. Nuadarir tolerates their interference, trusting in the threads that have guided her for centuries now. At the end of the Labrynth, the Wayforger force encountered an Imperial Guard force led by a prominent commander young in his career. His thread burned bright with war and glory. His regiment would be a dominating force in this sector under his command. It would never be the Craftworld's problem when Nuadarir finds the right Path out of this sector for the Craftworld, but the Council is fearful. The Craftworld assassination goes off well, but the sheer number of bodies pushed back Nuadarir and her fellow craftworlders. Dismayed, but not discouraged, she finds another way out of the Labrynth.

## Wayforger Narrative

\*A oval wraithbone disc has been imbued with psychic aeldari message. Embedded withinn the message are rune-markers indicating emotional conveyance\*

+You delude yourselves in placing blame of our current predicament on me. You project your own faults onto me. My forging of this path was not in err. Our current predicament was necessary on the longer journey of our Craftworld. Have you grown so fearful of influence of the Bloody-Handed that you avoid all threats and risk? See the Galaxy for what it has become. Our folly and the Mon-keigh's continued foolishness have mired this galaxy a battlefield. His mark is everywhere now. Eventually, our Craftworld must recognize this fact. \*Runes of chiding and outrage mark this passage\*+

+Your projection of your failures onto me is impeding the Way. While I appreciate the additional resources, you will forgive me for not singing my appreciation at the additional burden placed with them. If you do not impede my actions further, the fear you see in the Mon-keigh commander would be inconsequential. Regardless, he has been slain and so we have granted the lesser beings who remain in this sector an extended amount of respite. \*Runes of righteous snarkiness ends this passage\*+

+The mon-keigh presence is worse than I feared. The commander had ample amounts of reinforcements ready to fill the spots of their dead. We were pushed back from the goal and so our progression to the relic has been delayed significantly. Asuryan's Fortune has graced me once more, and I see a Mausoleum that will put us back on the trail. It is my hope that Asuryan graces you with much needed insight as well. \*More runes of snarkiness and judgment mark this passage\*+

- Nuadarir, Seer of Forging