Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140512214722/@comment-25068159-20140530033523

OOC: think i will go ahead and continue now.

IC: Suddenly, out of the hull of the ship, a strange humanoid climbs out of the deep parts of the hull.

The creature is taller than any human or eldar, even a space marine. It is covered in iridium scales and spines of midnight silver and dark bones. A fully serpentinean creature, with a long snout and metal hooves. Before any other observation can be made however, the first two eldar in the room are thrown to the side, smashed  into the walls.

???: What blasphemy is this! You dare to take me prisoner? I am a shadowfang legionnaire and demand to be given respect as such, not locked up in some cell for hours at a time. Get out of my way or you will regret it!

a dozen eldar, naturally, get in his way. The creature raises a strange, elongated, elegant halberd in one hand, then swings it in a broad blow. the chryllites armor is cut through like paper and breaks the bones and instantly kills the eldar. Then the creature points its hand out, a strange elongated finger raised, and a bolt of midnight blue light swirls out from the pint, a nova of energy with a thousand slivers of cyan light branching off and striking almost every eldar in the room.

Numeax: damn! By Ynnead, what is going on!

the creature lunges forward, seeming to phase through the air itself, and grips Numeax hard by his throat.

Numeax: what, foul daemon?

the creature laughs, and just then numeax notices its voice. It has a clear, almost youthfull and high pitched voice, but with a harsh mettalic undertone and a dim echo of fading sound.

???: Daemon? no you fool. Insult me again by comparing me to those impure blasphemic monstrosities, and your death will not be swift. What do I want? I want a shuttle prepared for me and ready to launch. And I am carrying you by the throat until I get there.

The creature smashes Numeax to the ground, then draws a strange double-bladed weapon and points it at him.

???: Surviving scum. Prepare me a shuttle this instant, or your leader dies.