Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140717001536/@comment-14745711-20140731060036

OOC: oh boy.

IC: Forenekh and his group are advancing cautiously forwards, scanning the hallways for potential threats. The ground slopes further and further down, descending into the blackness. Suddenly there is a loud scurrying from behind and the rear rank turn to point their weapons in the direction of the sound. But there is nothing but shadows. Galder throws his superior a questioning look.

"At the time of the great sleep this planet was inhabited by a strange species of bipeds called Doren-abrek. The predictions for their evolutionary patterns dictated that they would eventually become an extremely violent race, capable of shredding through most forms of armour through advanced biological attack systems; even our armour." Forenekh pauses in his explanation to allow some of his memory files to refresh themselves before going on, "most of them were killed off to prevent this, but a few were kept as specimens, to see what they would be like after the eons had ticked by. If the projections were accurate, then this should be an advanced sentient race, that has developed a form of traditional cannibalism, and a great love for the hunt."