Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20130810214354/@comment-14745711-20130813072837

Okay just for a time filler.

Dagorekh strides into the arena staff of light in hand. Millions of nano-scarabs swarm in a thin black screen around him and his left hand glows with guass energy ready to be unleashed upon the foe.

He stabs his staff into the ground at his feet and cries aloud to any that may hear; "I am Dagorekh, Lord of Silence and heir to the throne of the Isnadrekh dynasty. Come forward whoever may dare so that I may hand your head to you! Come or be branded a coward!"

O.O.C WHO WANTS SOME!