Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7232811-20130927073744/@comment-14745711-20130928102257

OOC: come on! The forces here are supposed to be small, not campaign sized. Man is your troops don't get nerfed then the restof us are gonna have to team up to take you out. I wish I could call in some reinforcements. Oh wait, they're not my reinforcements but...

IC: suddenly what is left of the room gives way as ten serpent daemons followed by 20 shadow daemons enter the room fangs and claws slashing. Sindri is suddenly swallowed up by shadows as is Avatus and they find themselves hanging in the same nowhere place where Dietrich was before. Sindri tries to conjure warp powers but somehow they do not work. So he reaches for his weapons, but finds none.

Then Timor appears no longer sat upon his throne but standing erect his armour still rusted but surely with less dents? "Greetings Sindri of the Alpha Legion, I have brought you here to make you an offer. I require servants, powerful and capable servants and I have chosen you. I trailed you and your companion and I have chosen you. If you accept then it is all for the good, if you refuse, I shall see what persuasive methods I can employ."

Back in the real world Avatus and Sindri are suddenly gone plucked from thin air, but the room's occupants have little time to think about that as the daemons begin to cause havoc amount them attacking all sides, blasting a Tau battle suit to the group with numbers, the serpents diving in amongst the rubric marines, the Sayian Knights assaulted, the Eldar surrounded and chaos caused in general as the creatures breath out fear like a thick black vapour.

OOC: fear and blood. BTW the daemons are also attacking my guys I just forgot to mention it.