Commorargh
22-12-2004, 21:21
Urien sat in his study. The ornate patterns upon the walls, and the various images of defilment on the wall almost contained a person, as if one could become one with the pictures. The depictions portrayed countless victories, slaves forced to eat excrement, children mutialated and the destruction of foes, imaginary or real. In all truths, the only Dark Eldar ships to leave the bastion of Comorragh were either those of Raem, or privated slave dealers, foolish enough to incur the wrath of the Mon-Keigh. Urien smiled, he would send his Eldar cousins a calling card, a note of their impending doom.
As he accessed the mind portal, signatures acknowledged his entry, pentogrammic and hexogrammic symbols flashing fiery crimson to show his approval. He picked up the pad, and began to access the idiots mind, the Farseer would not last long...
The message that the Farseer saw....
*Overhead, screams can be heard, and a world boils in blood, the agony of pain overwhelming the Forces of Good. Slowly, each planet in the galaxy is despoiled, overcome by fire and steel. Slaves are taken, eternally tortured by Slaneesh's minions, flayed and mutialated in the most horrific power possible.*
So my friend, you seek to challenge us?
*Deep laughing*
I shall see you in Slaneesh's domain...
As he accessed the mind portal, signatures acknowledged his entry, pentogrammic and hexogrammic symbols flashing fiery crimson to show his approval. He picked up the pad, and began to access the idiots mind, the Farseer would not last long...
The message that the Farseer saw....
*Overhead, screams can be heard, and a world boils in blood, the agony of pain overwhelming the Forces of Good. Slowly, each planet in the galaxy is despoiled, overcome by fire and steel. Slaves are taken, eternally tortured by Slaneesh's minions, flayed and mutialated in the most horrific power possible.*
So my friend, you seek to challenge us?
*Deep laughing*
I shall see you in Slaneesh's domain...