Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-8397818-20170916144009

Ceras eyed his "brothers at arms" as the first and the second left the chamber in each turn, he turned his gaze on Orion.

"They are slow learners, but they will learn. I assure you that." - Ceras said and bowed.

The then renegade moves towards the chamber as he intent on leaving his chainsword behind while adding one more bolt pistol and combat knife to his arsenal, as well as enough grenades and ammunition that he could carry for the next mission.

He thought about trying to seal a contract with Orion, or at least request him to repair his damaged armor. But he wasn't in position to ask for those kind of favours. He would endure for as long as he could.