Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-32600226-20191014041550

Tarkhan's gun Mechandrites and his axe had all pointed towards the possessed marine, but he had been too slow to fire. By the time he had aimed the creature was too far away to shoot at without risking igniting the forest. "By the Omnisiah and Motive Force," the voice coming out of his speaker had a metalic edge of disgust and hatred. "I have seen the taint of Chaos in humans before, but this is my first time seeing an Astartes so- Twisted. His mechandrites began turning everywhere their auto targeting sensors searching for him.

'Well' Tarkhan thought, 'that must be how it sustains itself in a coporeal form, by inhabititng a living creature. As long as it is in that form, my weapons should work at least.'

"Guardsmen," Tarkhan's voice rang out. "We must make haste if we are to survive this! There is strength in numbers and we must reach the camp as soon as possible. I shall maintain my sensors now that I know what to look like, but with this forest and the abominations own speed I will likely only be able to give a few seconds warning." As Tarkhan spoke he readjusted his Omniscanner to look for things of the size and shape of an Astartes, immediately picking up Cyradon and his borthers.