Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20131022193607/@comment-14745711-20131022194658

Dagorekh looked out from the bridge of the Souless Doom newly repaired from its previous combats. That had taken time, but she was fresh and crisp and ready for war with all weapons primed. But it was not the smooth new bridge that Dagorekh's attention was focused on, it was the small light blue -infact almost white-shpere that could be seen now beginig to loom out of the void in front of him. The word 'home' was what would have come to mind for most beings, but for Dagorekh it was more like to 'throne'.

Yes this world had been his home by birth several million years ago, but now it was a symbol f power and the right to rule, at least  that is what it is supposed to be. However it is in reality a desolate ball of ice devoid of all life. But there was movement on its surface and as the Souless Doom pulled into orbit accompanied by the rest of the fleet, the soon to now be Overlord pondered at his future existence once his father was restored to the throne.

OOC: Necron forces composed of 300 hundred warriors, 100 immortals, 2 anihilation bardges, 1 doomsday ark and Dagorekh's royal court.

Fleet composed of Souless Doom, 2 Scythe class heavy cruisers, 6 shroud class light cruisers and 12 escorts