The War hound screamed, a loud-pich like sound comming from the nails as he threw himself at the world bearers. Slashing, trashing and crushing them in a vicious manner. The bloodshed enough to turn his armor crimson-red "LAY EM TO WASTE COUSIN!! SHOW EM THE EMPERORS WRATH!!"

"500 of my brothers gone, 500 of my brothers corrupted, 500 years since HIS betrayl, Angron..Father..Demon.. 500 stabs il lay upon your corpse!"

"Dont pity me, im a weapon. Plain and Simple. Point to a place and il have it turned to ash and rubble"

"Your a bold one. What you want, welp!?"

Dont taught him. The Wat Hound WILL get violent

He never sleeps, he CANT sleep The nails inbeded in his head wont allow him too, they urge him to kill, to maim, to slaughter

"I can fight for days carefull you dont get caught in the slashes" Hed comment, bashing a heretics head in before throwing it full force at another. He stillhad TONS of fight left within him

" 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗚𝗮𝗹𝗮𝘅𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽... " > Por'Vre P'thun Shiraan > Water Caste Diplomat of P'thun > Young but deceptively cunning " 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. " #40Krp #MBRP #SciFiRp

"Worthless guardmen, they couldnt even kill one of them. No matter, il do this myself"

Snarling as he crushes a Astartes helmet between his hands. Bloodshot eyes soon staring at the [READER]

He never got along with his Brothers. Thry were allways too Proud, Arrogant..Human. None knows the REAL reason they were created for

---- MUSE ----

Hed soon screamed nonesence. Wildly slashing and trashing anything in his path..his once white armor taking a dark red color Heaving and snarling, right up until they reached the port "Ggghrrr!! Where..aaagh-next!?"

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭. 《 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 》 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ✴️ 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. (18+) ✴️ 𝐏𝐥𝐨𝐭/𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫. ✴️ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞. [ #OCRP | #WH40KRP | #MVRP ]

Quaking, trembling and seething with rage Holding back the urge to stranggle the nearest thing in sight

Sharpening his blade, keeping himself focused. Waiting for the next battle to start

Like a bulldozer he cleared a path towards the Star port leaving behind quiet the bloody trail of mangled corpses and broken armors "DIE IN AGONY, YOU WORTHLESS HERETICS!!!!"

Hed growlled followed up by a viceral scream, the nails humming loudly as he ckashed his sword aguainst his shield before charging Tearing and ripping thtu heretics, clearing the line for the forge master

Hed pants and heave. Removing and throwings chunks off his armor off, his body feeling like its one fire "aargh. aaaAAAGH!!!! I..wont fall. I wont turn"

He still remembers the day Angron turned on them. The day he turned brother aguainst brother. Massacred, Butchered and Maimed. Till they were nothing but crimson corpses offered up to a False God

Temp Pin #WH40kRP #WHFantasyRP #DnDRP #MVRP

Like a maddog, he chases after runaway heretics. Crushing them under his plated boot, Tearing them eith his sword, Crushing them with his hands His white armor taking a blood-red tone "COME! YOU WORTHLESS COWARDS!! FIGHT! STRUGGLE! AND DIE!!!"

Practicing hand to hand combat.

〈❊❁✾❇－－－－－－－❇✾❁❊〉 ▏t̲h̲e̲ ̲u̲n̲i̲v̲e̲r̲s̲e̲ ̲i̲s̲ ̲a̲ ̲h̲a̲r̲s̲h̲ ̲p̲l̲a̲c̲e̲.̲ ̲.̲ ̲.̲▕ ▏𝘉𝘶𝘵, 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳.▕ ▏ 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧▕ 〈ღ #whrp #lewdrp #nonlewdrp #mvrp ღ〉 〈❊❁✾❇－－－－－－－❇✾❁❊〉

The Nails hummed loudly, as he growlled like some wild beast. Snapping at his cousin "I DONT NEED SAVING!"

Butcher, Maim, Kill!! All in the Name of the Emperor!

From a distance the [READER] could spot the stumbling Astartes His armor battered, torn abd dented. With an ancient emblem proudly painted on his shoulder

LOYALIST • WAR HOUND • SURVIVOR #warhammerrp #mvrp