Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-32600226-20191010024507

Tarkhan had not been idle, while all this was happening he had not only secreted away a number of small items recovered from the Tau corpses for later inspection (including two rail rifles carefully stowed under his robe), he had also seen to the chimera that it would be in suitable condition to travel and that its machine spirit was properly soothed.

After that he had walked towards the stormtroopers inteading to speak to them just in time to see Dion's failed attempt at healing. Under his iron mask, what was left of his mouth grimaced and he glanced at Cyradon, 'how long will he suffer this foolishness' he thought to himself. "Yes indeed," he said aloud to Wilfrith and the other Tempestus Scions, "I was against the inclusion of the witch, but Cyradon disagreed and it is difficult to refuse one of the Astartes." Tarkhan sent a look of mild disgust over at the meditating psyker. "Probably best not to stand too near to him in battle," he remarked before turning back to the Scions. "I am afraid we shall have to do our best to rid this planet of the Tau breed xenos and the Heretical forces before searching for heretical practices among our own ranks. Rest assured though when we have reduced the Tau commander to ash I will be contacting any local Adepts of the Mechanicus to at least root out possible Tech-heresy."