As the fires of the Garmon war spread across neighbouring systems, one installation rises from obscurity into desperate importance — the Alecto Beacon.
Long before the current conflict, the Beacon was constructed as a deep-void navigation anchor. Its vast augur arrays and gravitic stabilisers were designed to calm turbulent warp currents and refine translation windows for fleets moving toward the Segmentum Solar. For decades it stood as a silent guardian of safe passage, its presence little more than a logistical convenience.
In war, convenience becomes supremacy.
With the primary Garmon system descending into apocalyptic fleet engagements and engine-duels of unimaginable scale, the surrounding routes have become treacherous. Warp tides surge unpredictably. Translation points collapse without warning. Reinforcement fleets vanish into storms of unreality.
The Alecto Beacon offers clarity.
Whoever commands its control spires can:
Stabilise reinforcement corridors.
Accelerate redeployment across nearby systems.
Disrupt enemy translation attempts.
Dictate the tempo of the wider campaign.
Now its outer bastions burn.
Orbital strikes have shattered its defensive satellites.
Ash storms roll across its defence plains.
Armoured spearheads clash beneath the fractured remains of its comms towers.
Within its core vaults, infantry fight through collapsing galleries and shattered data sanctums to seize the Beacon’s control nexus.
The Beacon does not wage war.
It simply guides those who command it.
And the path it guides now leads toward Terra.
