The Over-Captain turned and took a knee before his lord bowing his head before standing and nodding at his lord he strode off maeldul following close behind. Morg'haust stood in the ruins of the temple of Nurgle in his new iron warriors armour, he lifted a satchel, and drew from it.. Tyrack's heart and geneseed. he had kept them with him for this new special purpose. He lifted the cauldron from the ground where it lay and filled it with the brew of nurgle. he strode over to a cultist that was standing there silently "it is time my friend" he rasped, the cultist nodded and slit his own throat blood gushing to the floor only to be sucked back into the corpse by some unknown force, Morg'haust strode over lifting the corpse and dumping it and Tyracks remains into the cauldron before he started to chant a spell. From the bubbling broth a naked figure rose, the new Tyrack looked around, "welcome back my friend" morg'haust grinned "here is your new armour my friend" he said motioning to a set of burnished iron armour.
Shiri eyes narrow as she spies on Morg'haust. She knew it was him. But to do this? She also knew she should have destroyed more in the temple. She walks out slightly into the rubble filled room "Soo, morg'haust. What are you doing now?" She folds her arms "Why are you bringing Tyrack back with the help of nurgle? Trying to get a new Brother?"
OOC: Well the...im just gonna roll with it to bring about more drama <3 IC: Tyrack roared in pain and anger as he flailed his arms around before screaming and launching at Morg'haust with a bellowing roar as his mind was unformed partially only being able to form the emotion of rage and feel no pain his talon like nails ripping into his face and his feet ripped into his armour before he screamed it a show of razor teeth and leaped at shiri pinning her down and ripping into her shoulder devouring a mouthfull of her flesh and screaming splattering her own blood all over her face
Shiri, shocked from the Sudden assault from Tyrack falls back screaming as he bits her shoulder, with a whimper she holds out both her hands, lifting him from the floor "T-Tyrack... I-it is me, Shiri. C-calm down. " He is hold in the air by her psycic power, making sure he can't harm her "D-do you remember?"
All tyrack would do is flail his head around screaming a attempting to break free of the grip "BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD!!" is all that would be heard from the raging creature once known as tyrack. he just screamed a spat blood everywhere with a fire in his eyes OOC: Image is of his new face and new armour
Shiri shudders, she looks on Tyrack her eyes filling with years once more. To see Tyrack not reckognizing her was 20 times worse than seeing him getting slaughtered. She motions her hand, and begins to transmute large pieces of the rubble into a cage. Something way to strong for him to break. She places him in the cage and closes it. She has tears covering her face as she turns to Morg'haust. Her emotions fueling her powers once more as she glares at him "Why... Did you... Do this?!"
OOC: I just roll with is for drama, creates a better story. Plus we are all chaos here, Morg'haust is more Nurgle as you can guess, im more into khorne and zeench
Morg'haust looks at shiri and shrugs "i was bored and i felt like having a new friend i can toy with" he rasped motioning at the cage and making it age in seconds before it crumbled into dust "come friend unless she wants to try and stop us both we are leaving now"
Shiri's glowing eyes shines brighter. She stares at Morg as her psycic powers begin to over flow. But this time isn't it telekinetic powers. The air around her becomes Warmer, hotter and hotter for each second. She motions her hand towards Morg as a massive purple flame shoots out towards him, it hisses towards the air being warm enoug to melt iron warrior armor. She then raises her hand again, shooting a Lance of superheated air towards him too. A heat that would make a melta seem cold. Her mind is filled with the single desire of killing Morg'haust.
