Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20140807071103/@comment-7390107-20140817182149

As the guardsmen apperes Darius lowers his weapons still holding them tightly in case of an attack and starts running alongside everybody 2 meters behinde Tychus

IM:"Those things" (these words echoes trough his head).."

"Those things Roux?? What do you mean by that?"