Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180112125145/@comment-24753384-20180118165112

Teus’ anger flared at the sight of warp magic in front of his eyes his hand clenching his sword even harder. This renegade traitor or whatever he called himself in his twisted mind had in one short sentence almost insulted himself, his comrades, his faith but more importantly his honour and the honour of his chapter. As the scout marine started to leave Teus placed his Bolter behind his back. He gestured to the others to come with them. He dipped the blade of his sword in some blood on the floor before sheathing it again a sign of disrespect for himself and his chapter for drawing a blade and not wetting it with foes he kills.