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[Lord Ariok]

Falreth begins walking into to the closest area possible that obscures there vision and visibility on his where abouts. He began thinking of scenarios of how he could dispatch the empire soldiers.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Once out of sight it does not take the guards long to come looking for him. The first quite tall about 6" the other not much past his chest. Both wore regulation uniform and armour of state troops. Half plate curass and leather banding. Each armed with a pole arm and side blade.

The Taller of the two calls out to him. "Hey You! your coming with us."

[Lord Ariok]

Falreth stays quiet and he lets the blood rage of khorne take him over forcing his instincts and common sense to meld.

"I think not you will die here alone and forgotten"

Falreth leaps out of cover and eyes his first victim and comes in for a decapitation

[spoiler=attack] 1d100 rolled for a total of: 37 (37) [/spoiler]

[Talon Lord Othrim]

[spoiler=Guard 1]1d100 rolled for a total of: 3 (3)[/spoiler]

Completely caught unprepared for such an instant brutal attack the guard looks on wide eye'd as a streak of claret erupts from a thin line in his neck. He raises his hand up to his throat as blood gurgles from his mouth and open wound.

"By the Emperor!" The second and shorter guard gasps and brings his pole arm to bear now ready for a fight. "HERE! HERE!" he cries out.

[spoiler= Guard Att]1d100 rolled for a total of: 85 (85)[/spoiler]