[b][u]Hunter of the Mighty[/u][/b]
Deep withing the bowels of the Bloodwrath a presence hunted free of prosecution. The being had no real shape or form it simply was as it wished. It was whispered that it was attached to the Blood Wolves by the pact made by Karnis, but in truth it showed up after his death. It followed the steps of Brimstone for reasons unknown, it's allegiance unknown.
But now this monstrosity seemed free of its restraints. And for the first time in a long time it sated it's hunger for the hunt. It did not discriminate. It hunted men and machine, even the Champions of lost gods in the depths of the chaos torn ship.
Deep within the quarantine it waited patiently as it stripped the flesh of a you chaos beast. Soon the doors would open and the would be hunters would learn their place.
The Wolf awaits.
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[b][i]Heavy footsteps resonate through the deck plates, accompanied by the sound of giant sword being drawn. Everything goes red.[/i][/b]
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The being melts into the shadows. It does not run or hide. It merely awaits the arrival of the newcomer.
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The being melts into the shadows. It does not run or hide. It merely awaits the arrival of the newcomer.
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[b][i]The silhouette of a giant winged warrior approaches. His hulking form is armored in blood red battle plate. This warrior is the size of a Primarch. Heavy footsteps ring like a hammer on an anvil. Sarris-Sanguine steps into full view. He seems not to see you.[/i][/b]