Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215223926/@comment-30488984-20170107095024

Karliel takes the food after he slings his rifle over his shoulder and eats without giving much thought about the taste. He really hoped for some ale but realized its probably best to not drink when in a besieged settlement when an attack could occur anytime but then again, he did it plenty of times in the past. He leans back after he's done with about half of his meal, "So how did all of you end up working for Mr. Douchebag or whatever his name was?" he said in genuine curiousity. "From what I can gather, we all served the Imperium in the past, some longer than others but nontheless we aren't hive ganger scum."