Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131112014410/@comment-4948356-20131121193444

OOC:

Might I remind you that we can't bring battlehips into the Greater sectors, and not even crusiers to the next one?

But moving on...

IC:

Wartev rasies himself once more, For once looking serious.

Wartev: "Your all lucky you know... I don't think the other four would have been as lenient... especially not Wartex... Complete power over a mind is a scary thing isn't it? But its time for us to move... Time to move."

As he gather his stuff, Wartel forms behind him... still heavily damaged and barely concious, but alive.

Wartev: "Take this guy with you to the bastion sector and prepare the other bombs with the remaining SIN's... and confirm the last data center."

Wartel grabs sindri before jumping away.

Wartev: "If only Wartem was up I could use him to get inside quicker... oh well. COME BIRDO! We need to be ready..."

He jumps onto his giant bone bird and they fly off into the air, waiting...

Within the depths of the necrotorium...

Once more the door to the surface opens, and one more falls into the pit. As he rises, robes begin to form over hi, once more.

???: "Hmph... Phase one is complete... now then... time to get started... that Anti-Warp generator is going to be a big problem... but no matter..."

A single prisoner approaches the man... and bows before the man.

Prisoner: "Hail Vulture!"

???: "Hail Vulture indeed."

Prisoner: "Its an honor to see you..."

At that point, the light from the door above slowly crompressed until it finally became a sliver, highlighting the simle upon The mans face...

                                          "...High Prophet Wartex!"