Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-30715799-20191102172340

Hen nodded as both men spoke, finding inspiration in their words. He looked to the Scions as well. He wanted their aid, but couldn't bring himself to ask. Were he a fresh recruit, he would have been elated to work with others a zealous as a Kriegsmen; but now it felt dangerous. Ah, to be 14 again. Green behind the ear and ready to skewer an ork...

Hen focuses, catching Cyradon's words to Dion and walks closer to him," You should stay, surely he could teach you much. That will be vital when the real combat starts.", he said with a reassuring nod.

Hen turns back to the Astartes and the Officer," I will depart to ready myself and the others, we will join up with your partisans at the entrance. I will not work with the Scions, but if they want to set their own ambush, they will have the knowledge and training *hen shrugs*". With a salute and a bow, Hen leaves. ..... He walks over to the Magos as he worked on the tanks, pushing through the crowd. It was truly a thing of wonder to watch his kind work. He didn't always trust them, but what they did was the Emperor's will. The skill, the speed, the deftness of hand...well, hand and tentacle...

"Magos, I would have a word with you when you are done, yes? I will lead an ambush topside, very soon, and need...ah, technical advice on the Tau.", Hen said, bowing his head in acknowledgment of the Senior position the Magos held.

As he waited a reply, he scanned the area for Lem and the Legionarie... he would need to remember that mans name.