Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201346/@comment-5940646-20170724143650

"Now that our... overtly enthusiastic brother is out of the way, how about we all calm down and talk about this." Rowan steps forwards, being careful to cover Verian's body with his own from the stormtrooper's guns. "I'll admit, we made many mistakes, but can you blame us? None of us are above normal battle brothers, Verian is still a scout, Dracs is a bit paranoid, Alex is a pysker (and you know how mad that lot is), and I'm a thief. But we also helped save numerous Imperial lives from utter annihilation, and lifted their spirits when all hope was gone. So things just got a little... tense. But we would never allow violence to happen unless we truly suspected you were traitors, and I fully believe you are not. And the same for the Governor," Rowan lied. "Now, we will allow you to escort us away, but you are not taking our weapons. That would be like taking away our pride, part of our very selves. So lets just all calm down, put our guns away, tell that priest person what happened, and then move on. Okay?"