Ferrik glared at the man, his rage increasing with every word. He could barely keep his voice down as he spoke; "You missunderstand. I was not vouching for leadership, I was offering my men to the one that would take charge. I will not take command, by the Gods! I can see where you are coming from with your views, I have crossed them before, and I can to some extent agree, as I would never indulge myself in such cowardice that you seem to fancy. I am not a strategic man. I serve the blood god and the blood god only, but if it serves his cause I will gladly put me and my troops under different command."<br/><br/>The khornate snorted, shivering with rage - it was obvious this was as close as self restraint the man could manage.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>