Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205202802/@comment-32319885-20180328184224

He sheathed his Khopesh, spots of Xenos' blood dotted about his armour in varying sizes. He surveyed the carnage. He glanced around at the Astartes, the Raven Guard in particular, coming to a conclusion of his attempt to appear of stature by standing near the Sergeant. He simply smirked smugly before folding his arms, peering to the Word Bearers.