Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-30488984-20170604064532

Karliel tilts his head in amusement.

Standing there for a few seconds in silence, he examines the men assembling before him.

His vox growls as he finally responds in what felt to be a hours but only seconds had passed.

"Listen boy. If I were to wish harm upon you, half of these men standing at your side would be nothing but shredded flesh and blood by now." Smiling under his helm "We Astartes do not even require weapons to complete such a task, so no, I will not give my weapons up."

"I am undertaking a diplomatic mission here and will meet with your commanding officer. You may tell him that I can meet him within his fortress or out here where you can keep all these weapons pointed at me for as long as he likes."

Karliel lets the cloth fall from his hand but keeps his hands raised, not wanting to give any of those heavy weapons a reason to shoot at him.

"Oh and also, I have my entire arsenal prepared for a bombardment of this facility. Any attempt to harm me will result in this entire fortress being ground to dust and that would surely be a waste of my ammunition and time."