Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140202070935/@comment-14745711-20140208102520

OOC: Mokuton is one of Sanguinor's elemental masters, they have been causing a lot of problems along the battle line for me. I think there is one left, and this time I promise Sanguinor, I will leave whoever it is alone. I just want to push this right to the brink before the end.

IC: Zein's group is making it way down the corridors, which have daemonic fleshy growths on the walls (think flood from Halo, just not everywhere). "This is disgusting." Whispers one of the kill-team members (please let them be able to talk), "it's like this ship is alive." Suddenly Zein stops and his two kill-teams stop as well. "Oh no," he says out loud, as the realisation hits him. "The traitors themselves don't know we're because we've had our cloaks engaged. But we didn't have them engaged when we arrived did we?" The group stares at him in confusion, "this ships is alive. And it knows we're here."

Suddenly tentacles burst from the walls and grab at the invisible figures. However, despite the ship having tracked their position, it still can't pinpoint them, and only grabs one man, who screams, before being sucked into the wall and absorbed, his cloak flickering out of phase as he goes.

OOC: not a guaranteed take out, just to make things more difficult.