Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20131123185122/@comment-4948356-20131125024235

"That Family sure is scary..."

Nearly 30 minutes after the conclusion of the fight, Seveal sentinels have come to secure the area.

One of the scouts with the group couldn't help but remark about it, drawing the attention of one of his battle brothers.

Sentinel: "Indeed... the Warte's certainly are strong... a full family of Sorcerors..."

Sentinel 2: "Both loyal and traitoris..."

Scout: "Traitors?"

Veteran: "Your still new it seems. During Vulture's first invasion, he came upon the warte family when they were young. Little over half joined him out of fear, respect, or other reasons, whilst the rest remained steadfast and loyal. It didn't help that he killed their parents."

Scout: "And some still joined him? Even after..."

Veteran: "He gave them a choice, Live or die. The loyal ones were only saved when Roc found and did battle with vulture. It was their that the family split. The loyal ones were actually hurt really bad... so we put them in stasis."

Sentinel: "Which is why they still look young, despite being alive for so long... Like that Herek guy from the 12th."

Scout: "What if we come across one of the traitors?"

Veteran: "Standing orders are to withdraw and let the captains or Librarians fight them, preferbly a Warte on our side. However, if we come across a Warte with an ending letter under T, then all forces are to fall back to over 200 meters away from them, and for either a Chief librarian or a Chapter master to be contacted immediately...:

Scout: "Why? Surely a captain would be..."

Veteran: "No... one wouldn't. Those five few are at this time speculated to have powers only slightly inferior to, if not equal to, Vulture during his first invasion. Whilst they are not as indestructable as him, their individual Focuses are reason enough to warrent exteren caution. For example... Wartev..."

Sentinel 2: "Hes that necromancer right? So what? Its not like we haven't seen it before..."

Veteran: "Its a comman misconception... despite seemingly like mere necromancy... his power is far deeper than that...

Wartev is flying through the air, anger spread across his face whilst both his staff and eyes glow bright green.

Landing upon the titan, he prepares to strike the titans head with his staff...

Veteran:  "His actual focus is complete Contorl over..."

Wartev's staff Pierces through the metal, as if it were but flesh...

"Souls"

The princep of the titan suddenly feels as if his entire life was being attack on all angles, and it was rushing towards him. Pyshical, Mental, and Spiritual... It felt like he would simply dissapear from existance.

Wartev: "You serve a Higher Purpose now... Do you duty..."

Princep: ".. yes... master...

Veteran: "A person is their soul, and Wartev can completely rewrite a persons life, as he can take it away, Warp it to meet his taste, or obliterate it all together... and that is a mere few of his powers..."

Sentinel: "So... if he ever came into contact with someone incredible powerfull..."

Veteran: "He could rewrite their existance so that they were to serve him."

At the same time, about a few hundred chaos marines fall to the floor dead. No wound inflicted upon them.

Beritem finally spots wartev's figure upon the titan... his eyes narrowing both in fear and hate.

The recent shaking also disloged the Giant drawbridge of the fortress, allowing acess to its halls...

Beritem: "Fall back into the enemy fortress... NOW! That goes for you Kinghts, Angels and Wastelanders... This is not a fight we should interfere with..."

With that, the four armies rush into the fortress...

Meanwhile, the titan itself turns on its fellows, firing upon the plague marines, whilst wartev slowly walks toward  Lord Anthraxk...

Wartev: "You should learn not to harms one's 3rd Wife... Shouldn't you...?"

The menace is barely contained as wartev continues his walk...

OOC:

Too much?