Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-25068159-20140322012435/@comment-25068159-20140323032206

IC: Talik sits in the courtyard of his new fortress.

For months they had been busy, and now he had two-thousand populace to his command and seven hundred warriors. But now came the true challenge.

Numeax slammed open the gates and strolled in, placing his hands on the table that talik sat at.

Talik: So. You have come.

Numeax: I have come.

Talik: You failed to kill me last time, and now I have an army to my name.

Numeax: They are loyal to the crown of Chrylli. Once they hear the truth, they will turn on you!

Talik: Is that so? Tell me, is the techguard loyal to Sthadrin? Or to me?

Numeax: What are you instigating?

Talik smiles slightly: Guardians. Take him away.

Numeax looks around as several serpentshrine emerge from the shadows. He sends a psioninc shockwave in one way, but is then stabbed in the back with a halberd.

Numeax: What... How dare you...

Talik: It is my empire now. These warriors know the truth. And they are loyal to me.