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Cassius, now donning his freshly ironed out hat gives a nod towards the inquisitor. "Of course, Lady Dolmuth" he answers, sensing the inquisitor's discerning gaze and stepping up towards her to follow at her will. @Foxgirl Jay

Cassius smiles and takes off his hat once more. "I did not know the Mechanicus' skills at maintenance extended to fine tailoring. Though I assume your..." he briefly eyes the various mechadendrites and other artificial appendages hanging from the techpriest's back "...'hands' are more capable...

You can... Eh, make conspicuous buzzing noises! Or, eh, defrag part of your brain... ? Maybe let go a puff of incense, making the entire room smell like rusting metal and gasoline! :D @Petroshka

I promise I'll make a post every day, if a post is possible! Mhm! ('-')> @Foxgirl Jay @Petroshka

Cassius ponders for a brief moment to think of an adequate response to the inquisitor. It was an art in itself to be the Emperor's mouthpiece in speaking to His lambs and enacting His vengeance upon the threat within. And it was something Cassius took very seriously. Perhaps as a result of his...

Just then, a man turns the corner. Clad in a long-coat and stovepipe hat he could only be identified as a member of the Ordo Hereticus. He was clenching a rifle between his arm while scrolling through a dataslate, and a servo skull hovers closely behind. As he draws closer, he stores away his...

Name: Cassius Garrow Description: A 6'0" male of athletic build. Darker, almost ebony brown hair and pale skin. He has dark brown eyes and gaunt features obscured by his somewhat puffy beard. His hair is often combed backwards, being of short to medium length with the occasional strand...

hai :3 It's fun to have a techpriest around, they're fun to play. Going to join in with an interrogator. The freedom of man is bought with the blood of martyrs! >:L *boop* @Petroshka

Jonathan gets himself comfortably seated on a treetrunk and readjusts his behind as to not feel too uncomfortable. "A fair question mister Kirk, and I'd have to say a bard like meself couldn't possibly hope to be as skilled at arms like your good self, a trained army veteran." he mentions as he...

Jonathan nods. He wasn't one for military planning anyway, but Yaro seemed to insist. "I'm all with you Kirk. Sittin' down sounds like a blessing to these small legs o' mine!" he says, his pace beginning to slow down. "How about I play us a ditty while we're at it. Always takes me mind off of...

Jonathan shakes his head "Not going to hit it Yaro. And even then, you expect any of us to drag that hing along until we set up camp? I ain't shooting a deer if we're just wastin' it anyway. An affront to nature that is, even if the meat tastes great!" the bard says, his reservations with...

"Defeating a garrison Robin... I've heard many a bold tale over me lifetime, but you're jumping straight for legend here!" Jonathan says, akwardly smiling. "Ah mean, don't take me wrong, but that fighting force back at Caed Nua, pretty much seemed a small warband. And fightin' such a group...

Jonathan nods as he takes the food "My thanks, mister Yaro." he says. Though while holding onto the food, he makes sure to inspect it for... Whatever Yaro could've done to it and frowns a bit. He sniffs the food, though quickly quickly brings forth a handkerchief from underneath his coat with...

"You sure you're alright, or the food for that matter with that big a gag response?" Jonathan asks worried about Yaro. Though of course, if he'd been eating rotten food that wouldn't be any good either. "If you... Need anything to get yourself all fixed up Yaro, ask miss Robin or meself. We...

Jonathan gives a hearthy laugh "Now that's a proper halfling for you! The food's good, but as a chef he's ooohh sssooo humble 'bout it. That's the proper cooking way, you do it with some heart for the job. Compliments are nice, but the smell from that delicious broth, bubbling in the pot speaks...

Jonathan looks a bit dismayed at this, but shrugs it of and comments "Now now Robin, and adventurer on the road's got to eat healthy. But... I'll just be filling all the holes the travel will cause in the taverns we shall stay on our way, and take my fourth, and maybe fifth meals there."...

"R-revenge on some M-mortals! Pahahahaha!" The Bearded One cackles as he begins to hop out of the room " 'Nigma's got his butt burned! Shee-hee-hee" he takes Enigma's equipment which he brandishes above his head and makes his way out of the room "And now lil' ol' me has to do alllll the fixin'...

The Demon Realm "Can't trust ANYONE to get anything done these days. Construct the gateway, construct the gateway is allll they say. And in the meantime, you know what happens?" The Bearded One half limps over to Enigma's side and pokes him with his staff "You know what happens...? All these...

The Material Realm Sitting in the inn was Jonathan waiting for Robin and Yaro. By now he was already eating a third breakfast, maybe an early lunch, just enjoying the things the place had to offer. He hadn't fully caught what caused them to run off, but going by the shouts of bloody murder...

Party 1 Ouranos dexteriously tries to parry both Orcs at once. And while somewhat able to deflect and cushion their blows, he is slowly forced to walk backwards, lest the Orcs's attacks would hit him with full momentum and would be much harder to glance off of his weapons and plate. When the...