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wolfpack · 08-08-2007

Grendel exited the black ship, his long black cloak covering all but his arm and the axe it bore. Slightly ahead of the rest of the retinue, he strode down the ramp, sensing his lord's summons more than anticipating it. His hand rested lightly on the grip of his boltpistol beneath his cloak, the other grasping the power axe that rested on his shoulder, his thumb set on the power rune which would bring the weapon to life.

He stopped to scan the surroundings, momentarily sensing an alien presence, his mind straining to reach every shadow. The command from his lord came across his ear bead as he had anticipated then continuing on, still slightly ahead of the rest. He strode on with with purpose in his step, the Lord Inquisitor already moving with his Deathwatch towards the Major Domos palace.

As he cleared the dislodged doors he unholsters the master crafted weapon from it's resting place and slides the cocking lever back, chambering one of the explosive bolts within the modified 30 round magazine. With slight pressure from his left thumb he hits the activation rune on his Axe and the slight hum sends a satisfying feeling up his arm, as the weapon is brought to the fore.

'We are here my Lord, and fear not, I am not about to let you have all the fun' he voxes to the inquisitor with a slight chuckle. 'Dossian does well to remember that I still have two kills more than he, and he still owes me a tankard of ale for the last one.'

His pace increases as the rest of the retinue catches up, he turns to Meraphon with a puzzled look, and they follow in their lords steps at a modest trot, weapons at the ready.

08-08-2007	#9 (permalink)
wolfpack The Great Wolf Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: BFE Kentucky Posts: 2,235 Rep Power: 3 Thanks: 42 Thanked 69 Times in 53 Posts	Grendel exited the black ship, his long black cloak covering all but his arm and the axe it bore. Slightly ahead of the rest of the retinue, he strode down the ramp, sensing his lord's summons more than anticipating it. His hand rested lightly on the grip of his boltpistol beneath his cloak, the other grasping the power axe that rested on his shoulder, his thumb set on the power rune which would bring the weapon to life. He stopped to scan the surroundings, momentarily sensing an alien presence, his mind straining to reach every shadow. The command from his lord came across his ear bead as he had anticipated then continuing on, still slightly ahead of the rest. He strode on with with purpose in his step, the Lord Inquisitor already moving with his Deathwatch towards the Major Domos palace. As he cleared the dislodged doors he unholsters the master crafted weapon from it's resting place and slides the cocking lever back, chambering one of the explosive bolts within the modified 30 round magazine. With slight pressure from his left thumb he hits the activation rune on his Axe and the slight hum sends a satisfying feeling up his arm, as the weapon is brought to the fore. 'We are here my Lord, and fear not, I am not about to let you have all the fun' he voxes to the inquisitor with a slight chuckle. 'Dossian does well to remember that I still have two kills more than he, and he still owes me a tankard of ale for the last one.' His pace increases as the rest of the retinue catches up, he turns to Meraphon with a puzzled look, and they follow in their lords steps at a modest trot, weapons at the ready. __________________ I am Wolfpack, my fangs are long, my hair grey with age...I am The Great Wolf...I fight with bolter and Axe, my armies vast, my word final. A true son of Russ, my honor above all, I hunt the heretic, the xenos, and the witch and slay them where they stand! My sons hunt our enemies, slay them where they falter and bring their pelts to Fenris The 40K Terra Second Company Last edited by wolfpack; 08-08-2007 at 11:12 AM.