Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131221150837/@comment-4948356-20140103223629

With the sentinels...

As true resitance finally appeared, the little panic their was dissapered... and came back as a raging roar of bolter, laz, plasma fire. The bite of nearly 4000 (estimated) surviving astares, was severly worse than their bark...

A bite that deepend when several cruisers had arrived.

From their bellies came the imperial fighters, from their sides came the broadside of a hundred cannons, bringing ruin to the many wreched foes around them...

Meanwhile...

Avian himself rises as the sound of battle reaches his ears...

Avian: "So... they have finally attacked..."

An astare comes in from the now open doorway, his armor pained black. Instead of the normal emblem on his should plate, their was an image of a full moon behind a long trident... as was the weapon he carried with him... glowing with a more sea like blue at its three points. He wore no helmet, letting his domewhat long, jet black hair rest agianst his neck.

???: "Grandmaster... your orders..."

Avian: "Find their commander Delta... we must end this threat quickly."

'Delta': "Yes Grandmaster."

With that, Delta steps out of the room and out a window, where some flat rubble floats in the air.

After stepping onto it, he slowly floats away... before it speeds off to find the target.

Avian watchs him go... before slowly walking out and down the tower...

Avian (In head): Good luck Captian...