Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131010234229/@comment-8257990-20131017222609

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Meh, i'll just kill most of the remaining ones... And maybe get locked up until round 2...

I could get into a LOT of trouble with these circumstances.

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(Alhendors forces his sword through two of the Wracks simultaneously, resulting in a seemingly rediculous but highly probable scenario where the tow Wracks (caring nothing for each other) flail and flail and flail with their dangerous arms until they literally tear each other to pieces.)

Pathetic creatures...

(He then tears the arm of a thrid one and impales it's head with it's own arm, before glancing at Sindri, who killed the other three somehow... Something to do with his spear and, chains... Yeah... uh... Oh and his chain broke.)

Well done!

(The Dark Eldar began to cheer for the blood, but go silent when the Wych cult leader raises her hand. A boastful wych then leans through the shielding and throws us two vials of poison.)

If you can't take anymore...

(She begins laughing along with the other wyches.)

Pass me that spear brother...

(Sindri throws his spear to Du'un who in turn throws it at the wych, impaling her and forcing her to fall into the arena grounds, where Du'un draws Slaneeshes symbol with he blood.)

How dare you!

(The crowd begins to cry out, before the wych cult leader stops them again.)

I will spare you for now, but come the next round, and you're going to wish I hadn't.

(A gate opens behind the two Astartes, and they were told to go back to their cell. Du'un gives a menacing look at the leader before dropping his sword and turning to Sindri.)

Let us go brother, no point in dying for nothing...

(They return to their self sealing cell, when Du'un notices something in one of the opposite cells, they are humanoid in form, but too big to be Eldar or human, and too small to be Ogryns... These are the forms of two Astartes, although seemingly unconcious.)

''Were our loyalist brothers captured also? ''

(Du'un sits and meditates as always, while Sindri attends to the here and now, contemplating his thoughts.

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