Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20131031185128/@comment-28917471-20131115143314

OOC: Oh really? Well, first of all, I've created a Communion, a collective entity that is fused with the minds of the psykers, like a warp-creature. So yea, I can banish your deamons. Second of all, you can't hide possession! Normal human being would use all of his will power to resist a daemonic possession. He would scream, fall down, and he would be in  great pain! However, you can lure your deamon inside the psyker's mind, the same psyker would still be unpossessed. Hey LOS, why is Tyranus II is a forsaken fortress world? I'm saying this beacause I'm about to find those few soldiers that had stayed at Tyranus II. And when I'll find them, then they need to explain what happened, get it? Oh, and Sanguinior, I'm like trying to contact you... you ought to answer... IC: After a long duel, the two stopped. Silas and Artes had honoured each other use their sabres. Then Artes left the ward, and Zein came n.

Zein: My Lord, you should look at this...

Silas left his Sabre, and got out of the Ward. Outside, in a cold snow, a group of guardsmen were standing infront of the Trader, they were freezing, and didn't look too happy.

Silas: Who are they?

Zein: Well... they don't look like the PDF soldiers, you could tell it by their uniform. As I see it, they are Imperial Guards, but their are so few of them...

Silas addressed the sergeant of the group, or at least he thought that this man was the senior of the group.

Silas: Who are you? What happened here?

The man didn't say a word...

Zein: They think that we are Pirates... my Lord...

Silas(giggled): Pirates?! We are not pirates! Here, let me show you something.

Silas took out his Warrent of Trade, and showed it to the sergeant.

Silas: My name is Silas Aelhurst, and I'm the Last successor of my Dynasty. As you can see, this Warrent of Trade was signed by the Emperor himself. I've come to this system in order to retrieve it back into the Emperor's Light. Will you help me?

The sergeant looked like he was convinced, yet, he had difficulties to speak...

Sergeant: I'm... Jareled... sergent of this squad... when the invasion began... we were surrounded... not everyone survived...

Harlen: Sire, maybe we should take care of those brave men. They would be able to explain us the situation better, when they will be in a better shape...

Silas: You're right Harlen, give them a warm shelter, feed them and give them water. I will talk to Sergeant Jareled later...

The guardsmen were taken away, and were treated farely...

Silas and Zein took a walk to discus the matter.

Silas: What have you found?

Zein: Not much, our scouts have seen a couple of villages, towns, military bases. I assume that this Fortress is the main Headquarters of the Planet. The bodies of the fallen soldiers weren't found, it may be that the snow had coverd their bodies. This planet is a Dead Land, Sire.

Silas: I see, take as many military resources as you can, and deliver them using the Ships that the Planetary Governor had gave us. Use them to reach Tyranus Prime, and give them to the Governor as a sing of gratitude.

Zein: Yes, Sire.

Silas: And somebody contact me with the Sayians Knights Chapter Master!

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