Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140116053219/@comment-14745711-20140118224109

IC: on Tyranus VI the local defence forces under the command of lord Farel begin scouring the planet for the object but with no success. As standard procedures dictate a transmission is sent to Cortekh on Tyranus V. "I don't like this. Train the more advanced scanners on the VI planet. I want that object found!"

On Tyranus II Forenekh and his Lychguard are surveying the area around the fortress. "It will not be so easy to regain entrance now my lord."

"No matter, the Deathmarks are still inside."

"Sir, we are being observed. Scanners detect faint life signs. They are being shielded, we cannot pinpoint their location."

"Move out. Don't alert them. Await my signal to engage." The group slowly begin to move towards the fortress, taking precautions as if they intend to reenter it. Suddenly Forenekh hurls a form of flash grenade in the direction of the life signs. It dosen't land very close to the scouts, but close enough to disrupt them. By then the Lychguard are already upon them cutting them down with precise blows. The sergeant manages to dodge out of the way of a blow and stabs his blade between the Lychguard's ribs. However Forenekh comes up behind him grabs him by the throat and snaps his neck.

"Now then. Bury the bodies, then activate cloaking devices and move out." The Necrons begun the cover the scouts' bodies with snow to make pinpointing their previous position more difficult. The damaged Lychguard simply stands still, as small scarabs whizz around his injury, re-knitting the broken bonds between the necrodermis.