Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-30488984-20170612075629

Karliel sighs in relief, the pain begins to set in as the drugs wear off, burned by his high metabolism. Karliel was ready to take as many rebels as he could with him to the grave should it have come to that. "It appears I shall live another day to shed blood for the Blood God, I thank you all for coming. I want to take the head from that treacherous whoreson of a commander but I doubt we'd be able to get out of here if we go any further."

Karliel scans the room, looking for a camera of some sort. Not sure if he found one, Karliel yells into the air, knowing that the commander will hear him. "I will take your head you treacherous bastard! You shall adorn my trophy rack as I bring this world to heel! I swear this by the Blood God, your blood shall flow in Khorne's rivers of Blood and shall end in the Pool of Slaughter, while your soul becomes a plaything of the entities of the Warp! I swear this by the Blood God's might!"

Karliel heaves the autocannon up, ready for battle. "We need to destroy that artillery before making a break for it. We do not want our brothers on the highway to suffer the same fate these fools here have."