The 63rd Legion’s raid
Date: 2026-05-04 11:01
At Mon May 04 2026, in a warehouse in Bayview
Mission: Obtain Casino Chip Ledger and bring it back to the extraction point.
The Tidal Vault , A salt-crusted back warehouse abutting the Bayview dockside
It is morning/span, about 61F(16C) degrees, and there are clear skies. The mist is heaviest At Carnation and Washington/span
Today’s buzzer alerts any societal forces towards Bayview, where one of the warehouse complexes has been targeted by a Legion raid. They’re after casino paperwork, today, and as someone with vested interests in the local casino business, Selene shows up to the battle-to-be. Bike parked at the road, the little Kingpin slips into the warehouse, drawing her sidearm as soon as she’s through the doors. A quick, assessing eye is cast around the area, alert as ever for disturbances, movement, if not a direct sighting of some Legion soldiers.
Selene charges toward pallet.
42Drawing in a deep breath,46 Selene42 readies into a Chapman stance and lines her handgun’s iron sights up with52 crate42.
Selene charges toward pallet.
42Finger hovering over the trigger,46 Selene42 keeps her aim on52 crate42, steadying her breathing and stance in preparation.
Lieutenant Andray spreads his arms wide and fixes her amber gaze on Selene, letting out a sharp, inhuman whistle that splinters off the warehouse walls in a nauseating, resonant wave.
Selene charges toward pallet.
Someone continues gathering power.
Selene charges toward pallet.
Selene gets into cover behind the pallet.
46Selene42 lines up a shot, pistol aimed at52 crate42, unleashing a three-shot burst a second later that damages it.
Someone continues gathering power.
46Selene42 flicks her gun towards52 crate42, quickly firing off a suppressing shot that damages it.
pallet and everyone near them reel as Lieutenant Andray’s Discord Pulse warps their senses , distances lie, angles betray, and the world becomes a hall of mirrors with his knife somewhere inside it./span/i
42Drawing in a deep breath,46 Selene42 readies into a Chapman stance and lines her handgun’s iron sights up with52 crate42.
46Selene42 lines up a shot, pistol aimed at52 crate42, unleashing a three-shot burst a second later that damages it.
The forces have gathered behind cover, with the lone Selene/span/i holding a solid position around some pallets. While the Legion waits behind forklifts, she takes it up to herself to impede any future charge of theirs by starting to unload round after round at several of the crates found around the warehouse. Less cover for them to claim, would they choose to try and advance on her position.
46Selene42 flicks her gun towards52 crate42, quickly firing off a suppressing shot that damages it.
42Finger hovering over the trigger,46 Selene42 keeps her aim on52 crate42, steadying her breathing and stance in preparation.
42Putting52 crate42 in her sights,46 Selene42 sends a round their way with smoke and noise bursting from her handgun’s vents. It damages it.
42Drawing in a deep breath,46 Selene42 readies into a Chapman stance and lines her handgun’s iron sights up with52 crate42.
42Finger hovering over the trigger,46 Selene42 keeps her aim on52 crate42, steadying her breathing and stance in preparation.
Lieutenant Andray spreads his arms wide and fixes their amber gaze on pallet, letting out a sharp, inhuman whistle that splinters off the warehouse walls in a nauseating, resonant wave.
42Putting52 crate42 in her sights,46 Selene42 sends a round their way with smoke and noise bursting from her handgun’s vents. It damages it.
Someone continues gathering power.
42Finger hovering over the trigger,46 Selene42 keeps her aim on52 crate42, steadying her breathing and stance in preparation.
pallet and everyone near them reel as Lieutenant Andray’s Discord Pulse warps their senses , distances lie, angles betray, and the world becomes a hall of mirrors with his knife somewhere inside it./span/i
42Putting52 crate42 in her sights,46 Selene42 sends a round their way with smoke and noise bursting from her handgun’s vents. It damages it.
42Drawing in a deep breath,46 Selene42 readies into a Chapman stance and lines her handgun’s iron sights up with52 crate42.
42Finger hovering over the trigger,46 Selene42 keeps her aim on52 crate42, steadying her breathing and stance in preparation.
42Putting52 crate42 in her sights,46 Selene42 sends a round their way with smoke and noise bursting from her handgun’s vents. It damages it.
46Selene42 flicks her gun towards52 crate42, quickly firing off a suppressing shot that damages it.
.. after exchanging some long-range gunshots with the Legion, Selene/span/i slips back into cover and quickly blares something into an earpiece. It takes a while, but a good five-or-so minutes later, the ruckus of motorbikes is heard, drawing closer by the minute. Eventually, the doors to the warehouse crash open as in storms a van, escorted by a pack of bikers. From the man, Enforcers pour, while those hopping off their bikes grab their hammers and bike-chains to brace as melee weaponry. “Let’s get ’em!” their Kingpin shouts, enthused and optimistic now that the cavalry has joined her.
Selene charges toward crate.
Lieutenant Andray spreads his arms wide and fixes his amber gaze on an Olympian Enforcer, letting out a sharp, inhuman whistle that splinters off the warehouse walls in a nauseating, resonant wave.
an Olympian Enforcer and everyone near him reel as Lieutenant Andray’s Discord Pulse warps their senses , distances lie, angles betray, and the world becomes a hall of mirrors with his knife somewhere inside it.
Selene charges toward crate.
42Drawing in a deep breath,46 Selene42 readies into a Chapman stance and lines her handgun’s iron sights up with52 machinery42.
42Finger hovering over the trigger,46 Selene42 keeps her aim on52 machinery42, steadying her breathing and stance in preparation.
Selene charges toward crate.
And so the cavalry charges, with Selene/span/i herself taking the lead as she runs from cover and starts sizing up the soldiers behind those heavy pieces of machinery. Ear-deafening salvo are fired off from both sides, while the Legion’s sickening magic competes against the aeromancy of the Olympians that is hindering those hellish terrorists’ ability to fire effectively. Briefly, the Kingpin finds a spot of cover behind some crates, remnants of those she shot up previously, to properly line up a shot…
Selene charges toward crate.
Selene gets into cover behind the crate.
46Selene42 lines up a shot, pistol aimed at52 machinery42, unleashing a three-shot burst a second later that damages it.
46Selene42 flicks her gun towards52 machinery42, quickly firing off a suppressing shot that damages it.
Selene charges toward machinery.
machinery is forced to retreat./span/i
42Putting52 a soldier of the 63rd42 in her sights,46 Selene42 sends a round their way with smoke and noise bursting from her handgun’s vents. It misses him.
Selene charges toward crate.
Selene gets into cover behind the crate.
42Putting52 a soldier of the 63rd42 in her sights,46 Selene42 sends a round their way with smoke and noise bursting from her handgun’s vents. It impacts against his armor.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat./span/i
42Putting52 a soldier of the 63rd42 in her sights,46 Selene42 sends a round their way with smoke and noise bursting from her handgun’s vents. It sparks off the ground near his feet.
Lieutenant Andray rolls his shoulders back and locks eyes with an Olympian Enforcer as his vestigial wings tear free of his vest and unfurl to their full, terrible span with a crack like a thunderclap.
46Selene42 flicks her gun towards52 a soldier of the 63rd42, quickly firing off a suppressing shot that impacts against his armor.
Selene charges toward Lieutenant Andray.
Lieutenant Andray beats his black-feathered wings once , a single, devastating stroke , and an Olympian Enforcer is slammed to the ground alongside the others, pinned under a cursed, rotting gale that seeps into their muscles like slow poison./span/i
42Stepping in,46 Selene42 deftly flicks out a butterfly knife and tries surprising52 a soldier of the 63rd42 with it, slashing high. This attack is parried by him.
an Olympian Enforcer is forced to retreat./span/i
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
42Stepping in,46 Selene42 deftly flicks out a butterfly knife and tries surprising52 a soldier of the 63rd42 with it, slashing high. This attack impacts against his armor.
Lieutenant Andray rolls his shoulders back and locks eyes with an Olympian Enforcer as his vestigial wings tear free of his vest and unfurl to their full, terrible span with a crack like a thunderclap.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat./span/i
an Olympian Enforcer has Casino Chip Ledger.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
42With a twist of the hip and roll of shoulder,46 Selene42 rams the nine-inch-blade of her stiletto forwards, intent on shanking52 Lieutenant Andray42. It is parried by him.
Selene charges toward crate.
Selene gets into cover behind the crate.
Someone continues gathering power.
42More of a defensive maneuver than an attempt to harm,46 Selene42 flicks her stiletto at52 Lieutenant Andray42 while weaving to his side. This impacts against his armor.
Lieutenant Andray grabs a hold of The 63rd Legion Telekinetic and drains the life from him.
Lieutenant Andray beats his black-feathered wings once , a single, devastating stroke , and an Olympian Enforcer is slammed to the ground alongside the others, pinned under a cursed, rotting gale that seeps into their muscles like slow poison./span/i
42Nimbly reversing the grip on her stiletto,46 Selene42 pivots, using the momentum to drive her blade towards52 Lieutenant Andray42 in an attempt to stab it in deep. The nine-inch blade impacts against his armor.
Lieutenant Andray is forced to retreat./span/i
“We’ve got him, boys!” Selene hollers, seeing the men around the Lieutenant fall, one by one, leaving just the captain himself.
“Let’s.. gather our breath real quick.. then.. we head there..” Selene instructs, nodding at her soldiers in approval. She hunkers down a bit, reloads her handgun, and looks over those of hers still standing. “Anyone need bandaging real quick, or.. we good to go?” the next inquiry comes, but by the looks of it those still with her are in quite tip-top shape. Nothing in dire need of first aid.
By ‘there’, Selene was talking about the southwest. She was gesturing her pistol in that direction some.
“Okay… Let’s make for exfil..” comes from Selene, flicking a hand to gesture her men onwards behind her.
Selene gets into cover behind the crate.
And so, the Sons make for extraction safely. Sure, there’s some stragglers of the Legion running and cursing after them, but those quickly find out they’ve come too late for a party. All they get in return is a mouthful of gunfire, with the nine standing Olympians all lining their guns up with those late, incoming reinforcements. “.. Shoot and withdraw to me. Keep them pinned.. It’s a wrap, either way, my lads and lasses!” Selene enthuses while this happens.
Selene runs towards the extraction point.
46Selene42 lines up a shot, pistol aimed at52 a soldier of the 63rd42, unleashing a three-shot burst a second later that impacts against his armor.
Selene runs towards the extraction point.
46Selene42 lines up a shot, pistol aimed at52 a soldier of the 63rd42, unleashing a three-shot burst a second later that severely wounds his right leg.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat./span/i
Selene says “Well done, again..!“
Selene runs towards the extraction point.
Selene and Sebastian have successfully got away with Casino Chip Ledger.