Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-24306135-20150527123306

(Hey, everybody. I'll try to join the clan later today, but once again, it may not be possible. I am, however, available on a freelance basis to anyone in the clan who needs help.)

Karak listened to the human's Baron and the Cabal leader talk. He had no time to bandy words with these warbeasts until the Wolves fell on their heads. The Vandal silently unslung his Shock Rifle and left the group, climbing gingerly through the destroyed cliff system toward the Swords. Ignoring the crackling boom of Harvester dropships behind him, Karak grabbed the Dreg sentry at the clifftop and yanked him off the ground, tossing the Storms member to the icy ground below. Activating his cloak, the Vandal crept through the blizzard, moving slowly so as not to overcharge his suit's systems. As the apes kept talking with those combat-bred hunks of meat, he would act. The dead Rhall and the Storms had left in their wake, of his race and the apes, would be avenged, and they would know how true Eliksni fought.