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originally posted in: The Rivers of Blood (RP - 40K)
Edited by DGC LemanRuss: 7/25/2015 5:22:20 AM
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"Still an ignorant child after all these years. Sarris would be ashamed of you Libreous." With one fell swoop Brims chainsword comes severing the bad connection as the gellner field attempts to right itsslf. "You saw what they wanted you to see. The warp lies to you." Pulling off his helmet a series of overlapping tattoos burn bright beneath his skin. Hexagramic wards and imperial prayers burning white hot in contrast to the green light in his eyes. The Deamonic host is repelled at the sight. As if Brim's presence is acting like a beacon and a repealent. An atheral form comes to life in a blast of red bale fire. It takes the form of a dragon of old terrain legend and green lightning spark between the teeth. As it opens it's mouth it and brim talk simultaneously. "One way or the other, you will give me what I want." With a roar the athereal dragon storms forward. It reaches into libreous's body before throwing the form into some nearby pipes.
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