Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20130818133646/@comment-7232811-20130818200418

If you've played Dawn of War, you will know how Tartarus was engulfed by a warp-storm towards the end of the campaign. This is not something that hasn't happened before, as it's occurred during the Medusa V campaign, & no doubt countless other occasions besides. Furthermore, as it's the warp, it's perfectly possible for that planet to get spat out in a completely random location in the galaxy in a completely random manner. Though it will no doubt have been changed by being in the warp, often becoming a daemon-world or corrupted beyond rendemption. Or both at the same time...

& I know you missed me so very much Daniella, but for now, concentrate on the story your sibling is about to tell. You may come & kill me at a later date, if you have the inner steel to do it...

Meanwhile...

(the thunderhawk streaks through the atmosphere, dodging warp-lightning strikes as they hammer down from the crimson sky. Not to my surprise, Tartarus has strongly changed since when I had last set foot upon it, & was now a corrupted daemon-world, inhabited by spirits, mutated beasts & warp entities. It was not merely the inhabitants that had changed though, but the whole of the landscape was one roiling, churning hellscape, every inch a vision of hell. The whole of the planet was so corrupted with warp-energy, that it would be impossible for an ordinary being to set foot upon the world & survive, either by becoming corrupted or driven insane by what was before them, to such an extent that only beings who were either saturated with warp energy (like myself, or any other being heavily bloated with Chaos energy) or those who were exceptionally resistant to the effects of it (& I'm talking about Grey Knight levels of purity here) could set foot on it & be WHOLLY untouched by their experience. Eventually, the pilot takes the gunship to the designated landing spot, & hovers about a dozen metres in the air above it.)

Pilot: I will wait for you here, sorcerer, & will send in any reinforcements you need.

No, return to the Hydra's Teeth. This battle is mine & mine alone.

Pilot: But how will you return to us then?

I shall do so with my powers, but I cannot guarantee when I will do so. Now leave, before this world decides that it would not like you to do so.

(I leap from the main door, & fall the dozen or-so metres to the ground before landing, shattering the rocks under my boots. I turn to see the thunderhawk bank & soar up into the atmosphere, until it is obscured from view by the clouds. I then turn to look at the landscape before me before simply saying:)

Good to be back...