Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201346/@comment-1734134-20170903012140

As you enter the crash site, passing shards of twisted and molten metal, you can hear the sound of marching. The noise of crunching sand and earth surrounds the crash site, until the first mutant reaches the edge of the crater. The bird like creature lets out a yelp, and is swiftly joined by a mass of other mutants, who form a great ring around the gathered astartes.