Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20171101093641/@comment-8397818-20171129221938

"Chosen by the people? You are full of surprises, Governor Apollo. Does the Imperium kindly allowed those elections to pass without their consent?"

"Holy Emperor..." - Ceras noted slowly and calmly when he found the Plasma Pistol.

"Forget what I've said previously, governor Apollo. You know how to impress and angel of death" - The renegade complemented with a calm voice while he was inspecting the newly founded relic of war.

He looked at his old bolt pistol, they shared so many memories.

"You've served me well, now is the time to rest." - He added it and last bolt clip to the armory.

Ceras tried his luck again and found something of even a greater worth, a relic that his arms have not touched for a long time: a power-sword.

He unsheathed the sword slowly. The moment it came incontact with the natural elements it began cracking with electric-bolts, it seemed that Ceras accidently activated its energy-field. He touched the control located on the hilt to silence it and sheathed it back into its rightful place. Ceras finds additionally three plasma grenades before telling all he knows about Orion.

"I do remeber that some high-level steel-warrior of Orion's army was talking about air support. They do have some amount of aircrafts, I believe. I do not know how we will handle that." - Ceras explained.

"He has an army of those steel-men, they call them Ski-tari, or some thing like that. I saw a dozen of them. But he may have more."

"And he is very fond of extracting this planet's resources, that is his main goal."

He began walking towards the valkyrie and stopped by Alpharius.

"Shall we?"