Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20171101093641/@comment-1734134-20171212135638

The plasma blast fails to take down the Ogryns landing just short of their position - though it throws them off guard and leaves them blind firing. Still, the concentrated fire power of the kill team takes advantage of the stumbling creatures state, felling a pair and leaving their smoking bodies to collapse into the dirt as their drug filled bodies burst into flames. The Skitarii prove much less willing to abandon their cover, instead popping smoke and leaving a wall of grey hanging over them.

Aison moves into a large, circular chamber. It is etched into Chaotic Runes and daubed in other heretical symbols. At the centre of the chamber hangs Orion Strasse; a great mass of what might've once been a space marine and mechanical implants. His body is shielded by great plates of reinforced material, a pair of auto-cannons in place of his arms. His head, mounting multiple eye lenses, glares down at you,

"Well well well, welcome, to my lair!" His body rears up, auto-cannons beginning to rev, "I'm glad to see you've joined me astartes. I will enjoy harvesting your body for its geneseed! As I will the other foolish astartes who have doomed themselves with this trespass!"