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6/1/2016 1:17:48 AM
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[i]He just nods; Alon was a humble person.[/i]
That's pretty cool. I assure you, my great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather Athos was much more powerful. 110% world ending powerful. That's my aspiration; minus the world ending, mind you. So I'm the only mage, or Psyker, in the area. That's reassuring. And it doesn't sound like anything around here is too big to handle at the moment, so it seems we're in a relatively safe place.
[i]He scratches the back of his neck, a habit of his when he was nervous or thinking.[/i]
What are these other leaders of the Wolves and Manticore's like? And when do we get to camp? Most simply because I'm starving and I probably only have 5 days left on me before I start losing some of my potency in battle.
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[i][b]Eventually the duo arrive at the camp: I can't describe it because Shad never explained to me what it looks like, but I can assure you it's grand. [/b][/i] "Wolves is led by Kat, an Ascended: She has the physique, training an experience of an Astares. Manticores I haven't actually met the leader of. And the Ultramarines are here with their Primarch, so that's reassuring."
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Ah, this looks nice and uh... comforting... [i]Alon clears his throat[/i] So not to be the bummer or anything but I'm in dire need of some food if you have any, I seem to have left all but a gallon of ice cream back home; yes, I have ice cream. But I was wondering if you had anything... y'know, meatier or fruit oh I love fruit.
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"We more than likely have something around here, you're free to do as you see fit. For the tint being I must leave, have a few things to take care of. Goodbye Alonfé." [i][b]Bracheous turned his back to Alon, the scratches of his suit on display for the man, unintentionally gained and shown. He started walking off, the heavy footsteps of his bashing into the ground, with enough force to crush most men's limbs. And so he left. [/b][/i]
