(OOC: With that I leave you for the moment. Have a highway to take and a roar to let out. Deran, you're more than welcome to join us! Desek is at...
<Minnaloushe> The girl walked the Hunter to her Serpent's cabin, where she gestured him to sit across of her. "Rharijem... What is wrong with...
(OOC: Give him a break, Uriel. Come on. :) They're just mounted on the side, should be needed.)
<Minnaloushe> True, the girl was too young to be considered experienced in anything - but the few passings her eyes had seen had mostly been...
<Minnaloushe> The Saim-Hainian placed a lithe hand upon the lower back of her corsair brother as she approached both men, the gesture hinting...
<Minnaloushe> The young pilot had gestured to step between the two conflicted warriors, alas she had restrained herself. No need to get involved...
<Unknown Eldar Healer> A short and pleasant laugh, this woman seemed to have taken a liking to Kholivaz as well... Though it could be a trick of...
<Architect> Upon arrival to the Chambers of Isha, the Commorrite could see stains of blood not completely faded, all over the floor. A familiar...
<Farseer Aranethyr> "A corsair of the Vent Iladre, quite accomplished. He goes by the name of Amriel." The Seer then turned to the Reaper...
<Unknown female voice> "But this next assignment would bore you to death, dear cousin!" The woman seemed amused at the Commorrite's reaction,...
<Farseer Aranethyr> There was a wry smile on the slightly petrified features of the Seer, and he raised a hand to place it on Rharijem's upper...
(OOC: Oh burn! Are you going to take it, Cypher?)
<Architect> The drums built up the furies as a wild anticipation infused the warriors' veins - directed, this momentum, by talented musicians...
<Architect> A voice came forth from the communications systems of the Commorrite's armour, with a tinge of humour. "You're not very likely to go...
(OOC: Step off, old man. This warhost will see its greatest battle this cycle!)
<Architect> A distant heart began beating from the very depths of the Anam Alqethir, faint at first but building up to a thunderous rhythm. A...
(OOC: Yes. I'm just... What the hell am I waiting for? Sound the war-horns, beat the drums - tonight the Eldar march, to war.)
Let the galaxy burn...
<Architect> After Kara's final words directed to the Avenger, she could feel a line of fingers upon her shoulders. It was the poet, wordlessly...
<Minnaloushe> "Oh I was only a witness at the Intemperate Phantom's starwatch" she said as she gave another swing at the bottle-orb. "I can't...
