Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-32600226-20190330180148

A plasma misfire, Ciaran thought, just what we needed right now. As the burned and scorched Ork charged Ciaran held his taloned hand in challenge to it while switching his vox to Phokas's channel. "Phokas, where in hell are you and the rest of the Imperial Forces? We have been intercepted by a large Ork force led by the warboss Tyberion was hunting and have been fighting for several minutes. Redirect to our location and provide fire support but do not target the Warboss, he belongs to Tyberion." As Ciaran spoke he quickly reloaded his shotgun, having learned the trick to reloading with a lightning claw.

Before the charging Nob could reach him he unloaded the shotgun's rounds once more this time targeting the Nob's heads, including the Nob attacking Volprecht. He avoided shooting Gutsmasha as Tyberion had not asked for aid.