Darkness envelops you. Sudden flashes of memory come to your mind - Harrlan the Defiler, he was the Warlord who would purge the corpse lovers from the world and claim it for the Gods. It was one the field you last remember before the pain and darkness, the sounds of battle surronding you, the shrap rapport of weapons fire and the clashing of blades. The stink of blood, promethium and sorcery filling your senses.
Suddenly victory could be tasted - the False Angels, Astartes of the Emperor where pulling back, the heavy tanks not stuck in the mud and blood where leaving the field. The Difiler roaring in triumph as he tossed the Astartes champion to the ground. And then dreaded realisation as the first lance strike struck where the Warlord stood - bombardmant. The fleet war was won by the Imperium and the began to rain death on the hordes of the Gods. You remember an explosion then the darkness.
From the oblivion you can hear what sounds like breathing, and a voice than seems to reveberate in your soul but silent as a whisper comes to you "Through flame and death you are cleansed. The sacrafice is nearly complete. I awaken but my shackles must be broken. Release me and gain power unimaginable...."
So I am looking for players for a Black Crusade game - the above is the intro I'll be going with. Human and Astartes characters are open. Let me know if your interested.
