Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-28917471-20130921092907/@comment-14745711-20130924201416

IC: the daemon above Sindri's head hisses at the spirit and lungs forwards pummelling him to the ground. The beast looms over him and hears a voice in his mind. "My master does not know you. You are not one of them who he would choose, you are not worthy!" With that the creature bites down on the spirits head and throws him several feet away where he lands with four parallel lines of blood running up the sides of his head.

OOC: come on Du'un, I am still waiting for you.