Barren Feeling better as his wounds healed smiled, He was glad he had the apothcaries armor and tools to fix his wounds he might one day make a good apothcary, as he looked around him he saw Steel predators from different comapnys doing battle and trying to finish of the last of the word bearers, when the battle would end he would ask them what had happen to his squad and where he was But for now he needed to help them in battle. As he the warp portal behind the Diabolist a Good Idea came to mind, He grabbed the power sword on his belt and readied it. "Taste the Steel of a true predator, Traitor Scum!" Barren said as he yelled charging forward towards the word bearer with both hands on his sword to assist the chaplain he looked to be in bad condition and needed a reprieve. " Maybe if he timed it Right he could get a chance to shove the world bearer into the warp portal and truly send him to his false gods.
Chagatai grinned as his weapon ripped yet another foe to shreds. Quickly turning around to see if there were any more enemies to kill, much to his sadness he saw that only one still stood, some kind of an enemy psyker leader. Sadness was quickly turned into satisfaction as the Assault Marine activated his jump pack and joined his brother in the attack, going straight at the Diabolst with his eviscerator posed to slam the Word Bearer Commander and break his body to pieces.
<Damath + Abner> Tech-Marine and Tactical alike kept watch over the portal, Abner unable to get a clear shot through the thick press of Steel Predators, Damath simply stepping around to hold down the flank in case their enemy attempted to flee. OOC: Botting them more passively since, well absent and botted probably shouldn't have a shot at an execution when there are actual folks here that deserve it <Gor> Chaplain simply spat into his enemies open mouth as he struck. "Each and every syllable but an unholy stench from a mound of trash. There is nothing for you on this world Word Bearer, no one for you to corrupt, nothing to defile. I am glad you have come here, so that in your wasted efforts no others may be cursed by your unforgivable existence again. " As Barren moved in Gor raised his bolt pistol and went to put several rounds through the Diabolist's legs to make him easier prey for the others.
<Jengir> "Begone traitor! Back to the warp you serve!" His sword flashed out one more time, lightning aimed dead onto his opponent. OOC: SMIIITE
OOC: 24 Hours Update at 1500 EST! Jarl raised his scout bolter and fired another concentrated burst at the enemy leader. The deadly projectile weapon roared at the Diabolist, aiming for his chest. They collided with the armor plating of the decorated and cursed chest piece of the enemy leader, pushing him just before the warp portal where he staggered. Then perhaps unsurprisingly he began laughing still at the Steel Predators. "You've already began to see the light brothers, soon you will join us in the warp against the corpse emperor. Now finish this, and may Khorne reward you for doing him favor." (Jarl can kick/push/etc. the Diabolist through the portal and finish him.) With that final strike the portal twisted and whirled before vanishing, but that was not the disturbing part. A sinister voice laughed through the closing, somehow familiar but not as identifiable to any of the Steel Predators. It addressed them together before the foul energy disappeared. "Your fervor is impressive. Soon you will give the same efforts against the fools of the Imperium as much as you once fought to defend it. We'll be waiting to welcome you home, brothers." Then the voice faded, leaving only corpses and blood on the field with the other loyalists as the two panthels came down from their perch and and addressed Jengir through their thoughts. It would seem you are the victors and rightful settlers of this world. Tell us, you seemed to have known these ones before. What are the dark ones to you?
Barren looked confused as he saw several animals Come down from behind them, as he looked around his own memory's began remembering one of the faces the chaplain was someone he knew Gor! "Brother Gor what is going? Where are we and why am I in Apothcarion armor and why are there brothers from other company's with us?" Barren asked as he kept his power sword ready as the portal vanished and he heard the voice, "Daemons, chaos, Was that the last of these traitors brothers?" Barren asked he seemed confused if not more as he kept himself alert and ready for a attack.
<Jengir> There are many groups of warriors like us across the galaxy. A few centuries ago fully half of the Imperium's forces turned on the Imperium to serve the gods of Chaos. We bested them on the home world of our race and drove them back to the pits of hell. Since then they have sought to bring destruction and pain to those of our race that we defend.
~~Jarl~~ The young scout's bolter clicked empty, but he would not let get the enemy away too easily and instead ran up towards the Diabolist and jumped high, dropkicking the last foe straight into his chest. He was pushed into the portal and the scout and his brethren prevailed. He landed down on a knee and breathed hard, letting the adrenaline and various other vitae reactions within his body perform it's work. He simply kneeled there and breathed heavy, but the accurate eye of Gor (@DeranVendar ) could see that his lips were moving in silence. The young man was praying, the Bolter Kingdom Come in his lap, held by his left hand. The right of his placed over his primary heart.
<Gor> Stepping forward there was little to hide the approving glint in Gor's eyes that all could see readily through damages skull mask. Tapping the head of his Crozius to each of the young scout's shoulders Chaplain spoke. "An excellent turn about for yourself young brother Jarl. Dark Apostle then Sorcerer, finishing blows both yours. I believe that has earned you a worthy title. If our other brothers would have it, I name you 'Executioner'. Regardless of that though I believe you've more than earned your war plate. "
~~Jarl~~ The young man looked up, not standing up. "It would be a great honor. But, I am not sure if I am ready to accept such honor. Not this recent after having infringed upon yours and almost brought doom upon us, would it had not been for Barren's, Jengir's and Chagatai's intervention. And of course... Your spiritual guidance. I acted as a fool before. I am not sure if performing my duty, no matter who my enemy is should redeem myself this easily. No matter, I shall obey your and the Captain's words once we return." It was not like he didn't like what he heard. But he was afraid that the aimed blows and the significance of his kills could get into his head and evolve pride, an attribute that would harm him on long-term, or so he believed.
