Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-25239171-20140802095755/@comment-28917471-20140808121018

Lars has returned to his chamber, his bodyguards stopped next to his door and stood their guard. The Emissary's' chamber was full with various books, paintings, maps and etc...

He sat down near his desk, put his Las-pistol on it and began to write. He sank his feather in the ink and wrote down the letters on the paper, making a short breaks for a drink of Amasec. Once he was done, Lars had then spilled a hot sealing wax on the center of the closed letter, and stamped the symbol of the Crypt Dynasty on the wax that was on his ring.

He have then called one of his servants to send the letter to a certain induvidual. The task was done. Lars was quietly sitting in his room, slowly drinking his Amasec, while looking at the painting that was drawn by one of the most famous Imperial artisans. The painting resembled a crowed of people that had gathered around a Horsemen, a Knight that was known for some act of heroism, the crowd cheers for their saviour, as he enters the capital. A fine piece of work, yet Lars saw thus picture from other perspective...