Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140512214722/@comment-14745711-20140520101700

IC: the ground parts to reveal a set of stairs leading down into overshadowed regions. "So," says Forenekh, seemingly talking into the air, "Sarumanekh. How exactly did you design this one?"

"Oh, but I'd hate to give away the surprises. Besides, I was sworn to withhold information on my constructions, these relics were only recovered from their first resting place at the cost of thousands of lives. But what I will say is, bring reinforcements, lots of them."

"Thanks for the encouragement." Forenekh forms up a battle group of 20 warriors and 10 immortals, along with 5 lychguard and leads them down into the darkness. The necrons' eyes quickly switch to night vision as they advance, and their weapons illuminate the staircase eerily. The walls are covered in carvings depicting various historic battles, people and places, but with one symbol cropping up over and over again; it roughly translates to the necrontyr word for skill in battle.

Finally, the group arrives in a large room. A VERY large room. It is close to the size of a football stadium with a large number of bright white lights that keep the room clear and easy to see in. The ground is laid out in squares like a board game, and at the other end of the arena, a number stone warriors stand, graven into the images of the necrontyr in the time of flesh. All are in full armour and equipped with swords and pole arms. The artefact can be seen at the other end of the room, suspended in an anti-gravity field.

As the necrons enter the room, their stone counter parts flicker to life, a red glow flickering in their eyes. Each one of them steps forwards, and one of the warriors, clearly a noble, steps forwards from the group. He says nothing, for he is unable, but his eyes burn conveying the challenge. For a few moments the two groups stand still, staring at each other in silence. Then the necrontyr charge. The Necrons quickly open fire with their guass weapons, blasting apart the attackers. But the the stone quickly reforms into the warriors, just as they were before. "No long range weapons."

"Yes, thank you Sarumanekh, I did gather that much." Forenekh signals to his troops to attack in melee and the two forces charge.