<strong>Name:</strong>Brother Urgaine Patriks<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Devastator<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>all<br/><hr/><br/>Urgaine watched as his new Deathwatch brothers left the vessel to the battle field below. Stepping into the open hatch he surveyed the area mapping it into his signum. The ship rocked once again as if to remind him of the urgency of leaving. Taking the hint he picked a spot and lept to the ground below instantly sweeping his heavy bolter toward the main roadway. switching his vox over to full squad. "Signum feeding to you now." his vision exploded into a massive array of troop movements and vox signals. His squad mates were feeding to him which was compiled and resent as a full map of the local battlefield.<br/><br/>Already he could see the mass of orcs feeding into the area, drawn no doubt by their arrival. Moving to a piece of broken building, which had landed in the open, Urgaine pointed the barrel of his heavy bolter at the closest mass of greenskins. Beneath his helmet a fraction of a grin curled the edge of his lip as his hand squeezed the trigger. In an instant a hail of massive explosive rounds was pouring forth. That there were once orcs in the area would require a medic to prove it as little was left but a field of orc blood misted over it. A cloud of orc blood hung in the air as Urgaine cycled his chamber and moved to his next location of fire.