Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-24821739-20140419184522/@comment-24821739-20140504210900

''The Imperial Guard are catching their breath after the final rush of Tyranids. Private Goodall runs up to Ranil, clutching a Heavy Stubber with a Drum-Feed Backpack ammo supply. (Contains 1000 rounds)''

"S-s-s-sir? You were looking for a weapon? C-c-c-commisar Fortil sends his regards.", ''He says. ''

He then leans forward, "Thank you for saving us."

Ranil looks t'words the Commisar, and Fortil smiles and waves to Ranil.