Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-30488984-20170805090657

Karliel doesn't respond to anyone, feeling annoyed and checking his anger with the new arrival and his apparent inability to take orders. He kneels next to the device and places a melta charge and primes the switch in his hand. He then walks towards the lift to prepare to go for the weapons manufactorum, already tired of the lack of fighting.

Karliel doesn't feel much pain, in fact he doesn't feel much at all but that doesn't bother him. All he wants to do is add Brerier's head to his rack, next to the Ogryns. He is still holding the power axe but stowed his stalker, clasping it to his thigh.

"Come Soin, lets go kill some more bastards."

Karliel looks at the other two marines before opening the lift, "You can join us, I will no longer delay with pointless discussion."

Karliel then preps the lift to depart for the next level and to flip the switch for his melta charge once the lift begins moving.