Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-30715799-20190920005550

Henriksen listened to the important people speaking, the offer of provisions from the Governess peaking his interest; but he remained silent. The burly man hunkered down around the small satchel he kept his medical kit in and placed 6 of his grenades into it, the other two he hooked onto his belt. Then he took his helmet and mask off, rubbing the stylized I on his forehead. Still felt raw after all this time. He reflects upon the skull face attached to his helm and the death it had seen. Interestingly trivial, despite it's importants to a few.

He would have to remember the Magos and his interest in Xenos tech.