Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20131022193607/@comment-14745711-20131026195104

OOC: ahh! I'm drowning in comments! Dam these time zones and useless Internet. Okay I think someone asked if there were military forces on other planets the answer is no, military units exist only on the fortress world Tyranus 2 and a small number on Tyranus prime. The rest of the system is uninhabitable except by the Necrons and anyone wearing protective suits.

IC: Dagorekh strides into the royal chamber his head held high and his staff clutched tightly in one hand. There enthroned unpon the Dias sat his father; Salarekh, Phaeron of the Isandrekh dynasty. As Dagorekh stood before the throne he kneeled, as did his followers and he waited for his father's words. If Dagorekh had had a heart it would have been beating so fast he couldn't breathe; he hated the idea that his life was in someone else's hands.

Then his father spoke, "so my son, you come back. Cortekh tells me you come back from many rich campaigns as, Phaeron. Is this so?" "Yes, sir." "Hmmm, he tells me you did well and that you kept the throne well in my absence. But I am still in slight doubt so, let us see you in action shall we?" Cautiously Dagorekh raised his head to look into his father's eyes. "You are to be given command of the military forces in this system, take it back for us. If you do, I shall overlook your disobedience. Cortekh shall still go with as before and your own court will remain unchanged as will your forces. Don't fail me Dagorekh." "My father," begins Dagorekh in voice which could almost be mistaken for jovial, "I have not made a mistake in over a million years."