Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-28917471-20150214113638/@comment-28917471-20150411220736

The Attack craft were swinging around the starship, patrolling the surrounding space, trying to spot an enemy ship.

3 squads of armsmen have arrived to meet up with their lord. The sergeants saluted their lord and stood still. 2 of them did not had enough guts to explain why their were no more soldiers to spare, only one sergeant by the name of Khaul Drasc had enough courage to speak.

"Forgive me, my lord." - said Khaul with fear in his voice. "But these are the only men we were capable to muster. Everyone is out there, trying to control the masses of this ship."

30 strong men stood before thier lord, awaiting his approval.

Meanwhile, in the upper floor.

"Lord Cantac, lord Vorst is already beneath us! He and 3 squads of armsmen are about to head into the area of the generatorium. Follow me! I will lead you to lord Vorst!

Surprisengly, Cantac's servants has answered their's master orders.

" My lord? Are you alright? We were sure that you will never reply! By the Throne! You are alive!"

After the first of them has replied, the second joined the talk.

"My apologise, lord Cantac. But I believe that this line is not secured. We will follow your track and will wait you at the Command Bridge." - the conversation ended there.