Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-30488984-20171004222702

Karliel eyes Soin, deciding that his comrade must die but not now, the roar of his chainaxe dies down as he slowly comes to gain some semblence of control over his rage. Instead of sitting within one of the Chimeras, Karliel ascends atop. He batters the roof, both to vent his anger but also to mold a handgrip for him to hold onto. He takes a seat, one hand gripping his improvised handle and the other holding firmly onto his chainaxe.

Alone with his thoughts, Karliel thinks and finds himself praying to the Blood God. He has never truly prayed before but he finds himself asking his Patron for the strength to best everyone that comes into his path. Alexander, Apollo, and Brerier all stand in his way but more and more he finds himself wanting to turn against Orion. The only reason he does not is that he would be alone and so Karliel looks to the Blood God to see if his lord will grant him any gifts or strength. He swears upon his soul that he would build his lord an Empire dedicated to the Blood God that would wage eternal war upon the Imperium, Slaanesh, and Tzeentch.

Karliel thinks of the thing most valuable he can offer to the Blood God, and decides to offer his Patron these;

"Lord of Skulls, I offer you my axe, my Blood, and my soul. Give me the strength to defeat these foes that are an affront to you and grant me your protection from the cowardly weapons these fools would wield to bring me low. I ask for your gifts and in exchange my axe will never rest."