Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131010234229/@comment-14745711-20131013192313

IC: Umbra watches from the shadows as Sindri slumps to the ground. "Most disappointing, most disappointing. However I will give you time. As for you." He turns to the cloaked undivided space marine who he now holds by the throat. "Whom do you serve?" "All, hail, V, Vulture" "your choice my friend." Umbra snaps his head sideways and drops the limp body to the floor out of sight of the dark Eldar in the room. He then picks up and throws the corpse out of this dimension into the shadow realm through a portal which appears just long enough to swallow up the marine before fading away as if it had never been.

Tantibus now recognises Wartev; "ah, yes, young Wartev. The 'art' master if I remember right. Still pulling the strings of corpses are you?" Suddenly he looks up, "Umbra, what did you do that for?! Now they will know we're here!" "It matters not, they are simple grunts are they not, far beneath us." "Yes but Wartev is here and if any other of his family are here also they could be a threat to us in our work." "Ah yes, the canvas maker, you are watching him are you not?" "Yes, I shall deal with him when ready."

OOC: well, that sounds big. And silly Sindri getting yourself caught, your disappointing Umbra, just like that marine did.....