Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-1734134-20170310004553

"I'm glad to know you life the food, that means I won't be throwing the chef out of the window - unlike the last one - couldn't even smoke grox possibly..." the Chaos Lord grumbles as he drives his through the plate without even noticing, looking up at the psyker and scanning the others. The Tech-marines face plate flashes with data - his attention turning to Cain who waves his hand dismissively, "But uh, we've, well, I've, come to this world to start anew. Build up an army. It was exceptionally helpful we were able to find that weapons shipment and these dissidents-"

Strasse turns his gaze onto Cain and blurts out a mess of vocalised data code. The Chaos Lord rolls his eyes, "These aren't vital secrets Strasse, and the bodies are already being moved to your labs. Anyways, whats the status of the other assaults?"

A map flashes across Strasse's faceplate, and Cain nods approvingly,