[b][i]"Your service is appreciated, but not required at this time. You are welcome to feed on the denizens of this vessel until you are called to serve, but consider this a warning: you are not the only predator in the depths of this vessel. Tread carefully." Says the Summoner as his consciousness shows you images of a terrifying demigod of power, the vampiric Primarch known as Sarris-Sanguine. It becomes apparent that this is the Summoner's brother, a being who has fallen from grace and plagued by episodes of uncontrollable bloodlust. Simultaneously, another image of a shadow shifter known as Armageddon, a powerful Imperial Commander known as Libreous-Tibrarium, and a giant, 21ft tall Draconic warrior known as Ømen. Other flashes of dangerous threats pour through your mind as well, ranging from tyranid monsters, ancient Necron xenos, demons, and rebels roll in as well. It seems this ship is full of dangerous killers. [/i][/b]

Uune quietly peers at his left arm, raising it slightly as it ignites into an ashen black flame. Small runic symbols float around his body within a double ringed orbit. "[i]I see... It seems I will have some cleaning to do then."[/i] With that the ashen flame engulfed Uune burning his robed body to ashes; before his hand disappeared his two fingers jabbed into the air banishing the summoning symbols below your feet sending your minuscule piece of your conscious used to communicate back to where it had resided comfortably before.