Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20141206061705/@comment-29458028-20141208101846

Zarathozz burst out of the ground, shaking his fist at those who had buried the ship. He was enraged. He roared and slammed his pike into the ground, as Necrons burst out around him.

The defilers were all gone. A harsh metallic rasp indicated a sigh. Zarathozz's eyes flashed a harsh green colour as he began to track the path of the dead.

"Move. I think I know where they went!"

The Necrons obeyed without questioning their king. They had done such very often. Every 1000 or so years, the necrons would rise on Arkay and destroy all the sentient life in their path. The surivors would live to breed again. (Kinda like a Grey March. Normally, only Zarathozz and his nameless commanders are awake. The lower necrons all sleep. Necron commanders carry similar weapons to Zarathozz, but their pikes are much smaller and thinner.)

(I'll give a small hint - outside of Arkay, he can't quite summon giant necron armies. Also, there are more weaknesses to exploit.)