Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20180205202802/@comment-32319885-20180303214146

He took a deep breath after the Xenos attack ended, bearing a few marks on his armour and lacerations on his face. He stood up and reloaded his commandeered bolt pistol. His visage was nothing special, quite a regular man.

He met Anat's eyes with a weighty stare, perhaps putting stock into Anat's assumption. Who knows? Vardes certainly might.

Shortly after glancing at the Apothecary he nodded at the Iron Warrior, falling in with him and looking around at the battlefield. Keeping his Khopesh and his Bolt Pistol at the ready.