Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20140123045913/@comment-28917471-20140128012428

OOC: I'm getting a good stuff out of all of  those deaths... this is nice... now... to add some oil to the fire...

IC: Tahril's Raider reached its destination, and landed on the spot, using one of the Mandrake's intelligence...

Gruemeneal was on the board, and he was ready to meet the Victorious Tahril, Only to find Archon's body dead, while the other Mandrakes were also dead...

Gruemeneal: What is this?! Where is Marine's body?! What kind of trick is this?!

All that, Gruemeneal was asking the single Mandrake, who was navigating the Raider towards Tahril's location... but the mandrake said nothing...

Gruemeneal: Oh well... It looks like the luck is not on my side today... Children(wracks), take everything that has remained of Archon Tahril.

The wracks began collectino Tahril's body parts, as they were everywhere...

Gruemeneal: Poor, poor Tahril... what have you done to deserve this gruesome death? Nevermind... you will tell me later...

The Wracks finished collecting Tahril, and got on a board.

Gruemeneal: You can have everything that is left of your comrades...

Said the Haemonculi to the lone Mandrake, the Mandrake took everything he could from his fallen brothers, and dispeared in the shadows...

The Raider Grave-Craft took off... and left the area...

Gruemeneal: Take us to Lord's Vect's Palace. I need to get this famous figure into my Laboratory...

The Raider flew towards the Dark-City... Where Gruemeneal was most needed...

Gruemeneal: Now, now Tahril... you don't think that we shall let go of you so easy... right? The Supreme Overlord of the Dark-City still needs you...

OOC: guess what is going to happen next...