Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-30715799-20191001191918

Hen kept his eyes peeled as the Librarian interfaced with the Vox Caster. Better the Marine do it, he probably had the best people skills of any of them....though Henriksen doubted the bar was high. As they rolled past the wrecks and burnt out husks, his eyes went over each one with the kind of ease that came from a life time of living war. Eyes darting from opening to opening, from crack to crack. This is what he hated, the waiting.

If memory serves, the Tau were fine with it, and what's more they were excellent ranged fighters. Naturally, everyone had a group or core that could kiss your cheek at distance, Eldar were probably the best. The Tau however...well, they don't have much in way of melee capabilities from what he had seen. Only leaves shooting and they could do that all day if need be. Under normal circumstances that would mean nothing to the Imperium, but these days aren't normal by any stretch of the imagination.

"Careful if you pop your head up, they seldom miss more than once.", Hen said quietly to the others, loud enough to be heard over the engine. He didn't move from his spot by a gun-port.