Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205202802/@comment-30488984-20180207222322

Jarik lowers his bolt pistol, peering into the sky at the falling Thunderhawks. The burning wrecks and untold numbers of Astartes dying such ignoble deaths at the hands of these xenos angers him. The 'all clear' brings his mind to the current situation and he has decided that to aid the remainder of the Astartes, those Anti-Air guns need to be taken out.

"Acknowledged." Jarik responds to the 'all clear'. He stands over one of the broken bodies of a xenos and growls, crushing its skull underfoot before preparing his orders.

"Reload and prepare to move. We are going to take out those Anti-Air guns. We need to regroup with others of the Vanguard and secure this beachhead."

Jarik reloads his pistol and looks to the Astartes around him. A Raven Guard and White Scar, they may be useful scouts here. He thinks to himself. Walking up to the pair, realizing it was the Raven Guard stating the all clear, he introduces himself but avoids pleasantries and goes straight into the task at hand,

"I am Sergeant Jarik Vorol of the Sons of Horus. I want you two to be my eyes on this mission. Those heavy weapons will tear us apart if we are caught in the open. Your legions are renowned hunters and infiltrators so your orders are to prioritize those enemies before anything else. Understood?"