YolGoraagSingh

Hellsmasha laughs again "You humies can never handle mead." 

 

At that, he points over to a group of Valhallan Berserkers (Made up regiment!), all of them wearing armor reminiscent of the Vikings of ancient Terra, except more advanced. They were singing a merry tune in Valhallan, all the while drinking mead.

"Huh, bunch of little wussies they are." 

'I didn't mean "fun," I was merely asking whether you thought that the fight ended with a victory or not.' Galariel walked to a nearby Eldar engineer. <Fix my Wraithfighter.>

(I want to fight dangit *stomps foot on ground like a kid* xD)

Veyd Sahvoz

(I want to fight dangit *stomps foot on ground like a kid* xD)

(Just describe how Khorne is disappointed in your retreat.)

Lokonikah

At that, he points over to a group of Valhallan Berserkers (Made up regiment!), all of them wearing armor reminiscent of the Vikings of ancient Terra, except more advanced. They were singing a merry tune in Valhallan, all the while drinking mead.

(I imagine them to be somewhat like this.)

StrunLokSingh

(I imagine them to be somewhat like this.)

(That looks like a Space Wolf) 

Galariel sits down, sharpening his Witch Blade. 'So, Gideon, what will happen to you once this is over? Will you be executed for heresy and treason?'

In all likelihood, probably. But, they would have to catch me, first... After having to see and do the things I did to our own citizens, I'm done. I'll go AWOL, probably follow you to your Craftworld, if you would allow it.

He sits down across from him, uttering a few litanies to himself in High Gothic to the Machine-Spirit. He'll need the hellgun to work at peak efficiency in the coming battles.

(( Hello? :P ))

Lokonikah

In all likelihood, probably. But, they would have to catch me, first... After having to see and do the things I did to our own citizens, I'm done. I'll go AWOL, probably follow you to your Craftworld, if you would allow it.

He sits down across from him, uttering a few litanies to himself in High Gothic to the Machine-Spirit. He'll need the hellgun to work at peak efficiency in the coming battles.

'Of course you may. It gladens me to see that not all humans are heartless beasts, only doing the bidding of an Emperor who cannot speak to them. What makes them think that He believes that all Xenos are to be cleansed is beyond me.'

Galariel continued to sharpen his Witch Blade until the edges were thin to the point of being barely visible. It was now strong enough to kill Space Marine in a single swipe. He smiled.

Then again, how would you look, having a primitive mon'keigh at your side?

He finishes his litanies, the hellgun almost humming in response to the Kasrkin leader. A good sign, shows that the weapon is now in good use. After going through the process of cleaning the weapon out of dirt and fleshy debris, he nods as he reassembles.

To tell you the truth, I don't think I'll be the only one following you the your Craftworld.

He jerks his thumb to a few Guardsmen happily conversing with Eldar, some of them leaving in pairs to a tent or somewhere else out of sight. Gideon quirks an eye at that, before shrugging.

Some of those Guardsmen would be burned at the stake for what they're doing...

"You have failed me by retreating!....Give me a reason why I shouldn't have you killed where you stand!" Asked Khorne in an angry tone

"We lost one of our men...what use are we dead?! if we hadn't retreated we would be either wounded or dead!" explained Foameye

"Hmmm....Very well I shall grant you an army....Do not fail me!"

Foameye came back to his battalion and summoned his army

Foameye recieved an army of 10 bloodthirsters, 70 bloodletters, 3 Ravager Titans, 1 Warlord Titan, 20 chaos space marines, and on top of that his battalion of 6 Daemon Princes