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- Night Lord In Equestria
- >You’ve been in the warp for too long.
- >The whole damn ship is shaking apart, all because of your damn navigator.
- >He never possessed an ounce of finesse, but he never failed to reach your destination faster than you ever imagined.
- >These... delays were unnerving.
- >As are the numerous tremors the ship is experiencing of late.
- >You turn over a freshly bleached skull in your armored hands.
- >Astartes. It belonged to a sergeant of the numberless thinblooded “Chapters” that had sprung up since the Long War began.
- >You muse over its pair of long service studs.
- >Long service... HA!
- >More than ten thousand years you’ve waged war, and they call two centuries worthy of note.
- >You chuckle softly to yourself as you feed a thick chain through the eye sockets and string it to your shoulder pauldron.
- >Suddenly, the purposefully meagre lighting in the ship blinks out.
- >Not that it matters to an Astartes, but the mortal crew will have a bit of difficulty getting around now.
- >Klaxons wail
- >WARNING WARNING. GELLER FIELD INTEGRITY FAILING. WARNING WARNING. GELLER FIELD INTEGRETY FAILING
- >Nostroman curses fly from your lips as you desperately jam on your ancient helmet and grab your equipment. Lighting claws, combi-flamer, combat knife, and other assorted sundry items.
- >You do not panic, but this is a grave situation. The Geller Field is the only defence against the numberless nightmares of the warp that want nothing more than to kill you all.
- >You thunder out of your spartan quarters and join your Chosen squadmates
- >Better to face the horrors of the warp with a few extra bolters by your side.
- >Kurana was whispering his ceaseless,babbling praises to Khorne on the squad vox again.
- >”Blood, skulls, death. Kill, maim, burn...”
- >Kurana was a ferocious fighter, even by the standards of the Night Lords. But when you flew through the warp he became this drooling lunatic standing before you, whispering praises to a god that tormented and blessed him.
- >The dark gods constantly whispered and toyed with your mind, but you had always promised yourself you would nev-
- >GELLER FIELD MALFUNCTION. UNKNOWN LIFE FORMS DETECTED IN SHIP. ALL HANDS PREPARE FOR BATTLE.
- >As if on command, pink horrors materialize in front of your squad.
- >Your lightning claws crackle into life
- >It begins
- >These Neverborn are pittance against your veteran squad. A few squeal and run. You break from the fight and pursue relentlessly.
- >They round a corner.
- >”Running so soon? We can’t have that!”
- >You can’t help but laugh as you ready your combi-flamer.
- >Your laughter dies in your throat, however, as a Lord of Change pokes his head around the corner, eyes burning balefire.
- >You do not even have time to think before the beast’s living staff tears open a portal in around you. You can feel yourself come apart at the seams. Blackness everywhere.
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