Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20150412000734/@comment-28917471-20150427213805

"The psyker was wandering between his forces, his men were preparing themselves to battle. The mutants and the outcasts were arming and taking their positions, shouts and footsteps could be heard all around the wanderer.

''He entered a spesific vault of the generatorium, the guards moved aside. Inside, a group of cultists were summoning forth the tides of the warp. The energy was slowly moving around the circle, which was drawn in blood by the cultists. The tides were slowly but steady taking a form of something phenomenal...''

"Is it done? - The rogue psyker asked.

''"Not yet, Master. But, soon enough, it will be! I can feel it It is upon us!" - said the High Cultist with a sentimental voice.''

''The rogue psyker's look became much more grim. He rose his right palm and clutched his fingers. The high cultist suddenly felt pain as never before, his blood began to flow through his eyes, ears and mouth. The cultist fell on his knees. The rouge walked to him, kneeled behind him and said with a threating whisper:''

"My patience is at hand, fool... cease playing thes tricks immediately, or your blood will be the next to flow through these lines..."

''The rogue's forces left the cultist, as he left the vault. The cultist only looked behind him to see his master leaving the vault.''

The rouge stood at the platform:

''"My patience has ended!" - Thought the psyker and vanished with a spark of the warp.''

''He found himself standing near the entrance to the generatorium. He waved his left arm, suddenly, dozens of random debris and metal were starting to assemble infront of the entrance, blocking the way.''

When it was finished, the rogue simply sat with his back to the blocked entrance and smiled, wating for his prey...

''Sefarius had his forces divided. The remaining forces (who were consisted of 18 men, not including the commanders) were to move in different positions. eight men would go with Sefarius, while four would go with Orlovio and Achillieus, the other five would go to a different flank. Thus was the plan set up.''

Sefarius took the most elite men and was much closer to the main entrance, thus, he was quicker to reach the entrance...

''Ramius and his 40 strong men had arrived to the generatorium level, only to be greeted by the sight of carnage. Some men vomited, others kept looking with horror in their eyes, some were more stronger than others...''

''"My Lord", - said one of the spies on the vox-caster. "We only saw how Ardan left his chamber with Master-at-arms, and then they met you, my lord.''

Once ending his message, the first spy nodded to the second one, the both began running towards the bridge.

Ardan noticed Magos Matthias and approached him.

"Tech-Priest Matthias! I don't think that I had the honour to meet you in person."

Ardan took a silent pause.

"Where are my manners? - Ardan giggled. "I am Ardan Valkirius, I'm sure that we will have a lot to discuss!"