Notes from author
So it's come to this, has it?
You are an Angry Marine from the Warhammer 40,000 faniverse.
You will duel-wield, or wield your weapon two-handed. You will rush in while those idiots are practicing for Lord of the Dance and seem to have nothing better to do than pirouettte about and put sparkles on their weapons. You will use no self-buffs or weapon buffs except Gold Pine Resin. Thunder hammer or bust.
Here's how this shit's gonna go down.
You are going to not Roll. You are going to go for punches with Caestus. You are going to kick with Orange-charred ring. Wasting a ring-slot will motivate you to kick, trust me.
Poise-break with reinforced-club. Parry with an offhand weapon. Bitch-slap them in the face. Backstab them with an unarmed hand. Avelyn (bolter) them from a distance.
You are going to find whatever weapon channels your inner anger and savage beast within.
It must be big. It must be dramatic. Above all, it must be angry. Angry is stupid, careless, and tends to stain the carpets, but it gets the job done.
And you are going to stomp those grots into a gritty paste that you will later sell as an acne treatment to the sunlight-deprived.
And if you put a single point in attunement, don't be surprised when you're next on the list of players for tonight's "Lick the Catachan Barking Toad".
