Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140817201030/@comment-14745711-20140817221229

OOC: nah, well, maybe.

IC: "so, what precisely do they do?" Asks Dagorekh, as Sarumanekh examines the now assembled artefact. It is basically a black slab with a series of green lines over it.

"I don't have much of an idea. Didn't he tell you anything about what to do once you had it?"

"No, he's become useless as far as this goes. He won't tell me anything."

Sarumanekh sighs, "well, I'm sure I can figure this out, given time. It seems to be a form of projector, but I cannot tell how it should be activated."

"Keep trying then, and let me know if you find anything. The fleet is moving out, I have an old friend I'd like to pay a visit too." With that he strides from the chamber.

The Necron ships slowly begin to move out, repairs are still being done to most of them, but all should recover in time. Before leaving Dagorekh has explosives planted in all of the Necron complexes, to ensure that humans do not interfere with them.

"Plot a course for Armok."

"But sir, that is in Sautekh space."

"Precisely." With a great whooshing as the engines power up,the Necron ships vanish from system, most likely never to return.