Deckard grips the secure belts as the drop pod lurches downward, eyes locked forward. Far from the most gut wrenching experience he's endured . . .
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Deckar holds his hand out, palm forward . . . "It is unwise to lower the mind's guard, lest what dwells within seek to escape."
Deckard rises and nods to his companions; "Our voyage now begins in earnest."
Deckard, apparently lost in his thoughts, watches the transaction silently.
Deckard has spent much of the rough journey meditating, head lowered, eyes closed. When not meditating he has kept much to himself, though he has recognized and acknowledged the subtle codes the other "passengers" have made to identify himself as part of their order.
the daemon hunter
Good catch! The graveyard shift has been taking its toll on me . . .
Ok, Here's the Psyker Deckard. Let me know if he's good to go. I'll purchase my starting equipment in a few.
This is the Arbiter I rolled up, awaiting the GM's approval. There really is only one name for a lawman of the future . . . . |