Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-30059998-20181003122103

Volprecht's face morphed to a half-scowl/half-smirk when he was given the order to engage the Orks. With his supressod bolt-pistol in hand, he emerged from the shadows while shedding his cloak as it will get in the way once he uses his sword. If his captain wanted him to engage Orks head on, he will do it with the furor worthy of Sigismund. With his shield protecting the majority of his upper body, Volprect drew a bead on the Ork closest to him and calmly waited for the order to open fire. Of course, he wouldn't be using the pistol for long. Since he always found that shooting first and hacking apart later to be an efficient and somewhat therapeutic way to deal with these Greenskins. Besides, he needed to conserve the custom sub-sonic rounds for the rest of the op.

"Orders received."