Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170909231230/@comment-1734134-20171213024654

The Skitarii loose a volley of blue tinged, electrical blasts right at you as they try to isolate you from the fighting on the other side of the encampment. Armour clad Ogryn's dragging along auto-cannons join the crowd of mechanical men, emptying their heavy weapons into your positions, trying to split you up. But something worse slinks forward. Clad in sleek, sharp plates of steel carapace, a slender daemon-engine advances through the cyborg troopers. Its face is covered by a blank glass slate, its head crowned by a set of jagged horns, while long, lightning covered fingers flex and curl as it gazes over you.