Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-8397818-20191011000251

Dion flexed his fingers and turned his wrists a few times. "The Emperor still have a need of me." - he thought. He turned to Hen and made the sign of Aquila, thanking the guardsman for the assistance he offered him. He heard the cog-whorshipper, but chose to ignore him. Nevertheless, Dion used his witch-sight to eye the Tech-priest and the Tempestus Scions. He could assume the emotions they held towards him, but he wanted to know for sure.