Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205203006/@comment-1734134-20180214221024

The dagger is unlike any of your weapons - it is smooth to the touch and appears to have no power source - in fact it appears to be made or bone or coral, as if it were grown. As you tap it against the palm of your hand, it crackles and sparks. It possesses some basic level of intelligence.

Tarrack is able to find his lash embedded in the chest of a fallen Xenos trooper, who's body lies sprawled on the floor in a pool of crimson blood.

As Xylius searches the vox-frequencies, a voice suddenly fills the ears of every Space Marine in the vicinity.

"To anyone out there, this has turned into a right stick-up job," a harsh voice spits out, with a distinct Feresian tinge, "Do whatever you can to destroy those AA-guns and keep working to clear a landing zone. The xenos had more fire power than we were expecting. They're trying to cut us off from the fleet and ja-"

The transmission cuts out.