Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20130927204535/@comment-14745711-20131001210108

IC: Dagorekh turns to the cryptekh; "sorry about that Sarumekh. I suppose we shall just have to go without. How much data did you gather on the two of them while we were fighting?" "More than enough." "So you can counter their special powers now?" "Given time my lord, anything is possible." "Good." Dagorekh followed by his overlords stride out from the monolith the door of which is already being repaired by scarabs.

"Regroup the troops and load the main army onto the carriers. When reinforcements arrive I want them sent in large groups to these coordinates", says Dagorekh as he hands Forenekh a small black box covered in green lines. "Yes sir. Do you want that treated?" He asks gesturing to the cut which runs down Dagorekh's right eye, "no, this shall serve as a reminder to me. I will take the original piece back."

Dagorekh and Cortekh stride on alone now towards where the form of a night scythe is descending towards the planets surface. "I believe my friend, that it is time we paid my father a visit." "It will have been over a million years since I last saw him my lord, I think even in this form the sight of him will do me good." "I'm sure it will." Replies Dagorekh before the two of them are lost in great glow of green as the night scythe flys off towards the Souless Doom. As Dagorekh steps foot on the bridge he feels, strangely a sense of pride, pride in what he had achieved during his short rein. 'You knew it would not last', he thought to himself. "Now", he said, turning to the pilot, "take us to Castallan."

OOC: there we go, all done. Is anyone left who hasn't done their wrap up post yet? Of not......