Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131010234229/@comment-14745711-20131017201312

OOC: you genuinely scare me, you know that?

IC: Umbra is now standing inside the cell with both the captured marines and the two sorcerers. Suddenly to their ears a voice comes out of thin air.

"Razehed, Malook, foren, giltar, GRASTOONA!"

Suddenly the room is swallowed in total darkness and Sindri and Du'un's eyes are forcibly snapped open as they are torn painfully into consciousness. The two Astrates can see nothing but the shadows which loom around. Then, a darker patch of shadow shaped like a man, towering above a dreadnought in size. "Sindri Myr, Alhendros Du'un, you are disappointing my master. I have decided to give you one final chance, kill these marines in fair combat and you go free from this place. If you fail or you win or escape by other means you die."

Suddenly the shadows receed and both sides find themselves free of their bonds and in full armour all holding their appropriate close combat weapons. However Sindri and Du'un are now incapable of using even the most basic of warp spells. Once again the voice speaks; "fight to the death, winner takes all. Begin."

OOC: please Sindri, don't look at this as manipulation, look at it as speeding up the inevitable whilst giving you all your weapons and armour back. You should be thanking me, if you survive that is.....