Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20171101093641/@comment-8397818-20171204213420

Ceras raised his head a little higher to spot the guards and then crouched again.

"Orion's guards are better organised than I thought. The steel-soldiers are not the true obstacle, but the big boneheads are. My previous companions, whom most of them were space marines, went to great length just to kill one bonehead. We will be outmatched."

Ceras took out and held a plasma grenade, as if measuring its weight.

"I can annihilate most of them with this weapon. But we will give away our position."

He looked at the grenade for a moment as if thinking about something.

"Can your witchcraft get us inside without being spotted?"