Praised be the Emperor, Hope and Lord of all Mankind. In His name we fight against the hordes of evil, in an endless crusade to rid the holy ground of Necromunda from filth and deviation. After his resounding sucess in Port Blackwater blessed Klovis ventured south, heeding the call of the servants of the Omnissiah. Seeing such servants of Our Lord imperiled by the nefarious eschers, he was quick to come to their aid, filling our hearts with the fire of zealous vindication.
An example to us all he was first into the fray, charging ahead of the faithful towards the heretic lines
Those detestable harridans had entrenched themselves behind some machinery, but nothing coud stay the pious onslaught of the Redeemer
Into the Slaver Guild he charged, punishing their evil deeds with the Sword of Persecution
We were quick to aid him, torching the foe with the blessed flames of Redemption
As the zealots grabbed some goods, an agile bounty hunter Klovis had converted joined us in the fight
In the footsteps of our mighty messiah we advanced, felling heretic after heretic with sword and fire
The sinners were too blind to his rightful purpouse, and they even had the effrontery to open fire against the Redeemer. Despair not faitfhul reader! for I was there to take the hit, launching myself between the mercenary volley and his most holy persona
Cowardly as they were the eschers shunned face to face combat, attacking our warriors in the back
For such sin we punished them promptly, scrouging their sinful bodies with exterminator shots
Alas, brave hunter Alpha was felled by a bolter shot from the Archeretic herself, letting go the Emperor's rightful property from her benumbed hands
The fate of the battle was hanging in the balance: with the credit donations lying in no man's land between the crusaders and their mutant foes
It was then that the Redeemer took matters in his own hands, exorting us to greater deeds when he slaughtered the slaver boss in glorious hand to hand combat
Heartened by his example we took battle to the foe, dispatching their blasphemous abhuman slaves as our voices rose in joyous hymns of victory
Their flank surpassed, nobles and templars charged into the center, laying low those vixens with the power of faith and some well placed flamer blasts
Glory be! The Emperor Himself descended on the battlefield, laying His hand on one of our warriors that became surrounded by golden light as he smote the escher vipers with holy fire
Lady Illaria herself oversaw the final stages of the battle, leading her bodyguards on the final charge that broke the enemy's back
More and more of our warriors came off from the field carrying the donations of the faithful. Despite eschewing these riches as mundane vanities, the Redeemer was sure to put them to good use, buying more weapons and equipment for the Crusade.
And as the eschers retreated the day was once more won by our gloriuous Redeemer!
