Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-30488984-20170915233441

Karliel remains quiet, holding back the urge to retort. ''It was your damned idea to send us into the city without proper preparation for the assassination. We are warriors of Khorne not the damned Alpha Legion who play in the shadows.'' Karliel's hands curl into fists in frustration. He takes in a deep breath, exhales, and marches off to the armory to prepare for the investigation without another word. On his way, his fist finds a walls to smash through to release some of his frustration with Orion and the current situation.

Karliel looks for weapons more suited to his new fighting style, disregarding ideas stealth and subterfuge. He grabs a two handed chainaxe, a bolter, bolt pistol, and a combat knife from various racks and shelves along with a satchel to hold the magazines for his weapons.

He stands aside, waiting for the rest of his "squad" to prepare, leaning upon his haft of his axe. He looks around, examining the state of the camp and troops.

"Surely a damned squad of Skitarii could be dispatched to do reconaissance, even one of those damned probes Orion is so fond of. Surely we can be better used as warriors, fighting in the thicket of battle." Karliel mutters to himself.

''I wonder what the chances of taking on Orion in single combat would be.... ''

Karliel plays with the idea but realizes that without Orion, the weapon system along with new Skitarii would be unavailable and its likely the Heretek would not even be willing to fight him anyway, rather just swarming him in Skitarii fire or get crushed by the Ogryn or even the Tech-fiends.