Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-30059998-20190207043141

Volprecht remained silent for a few seconds while he was being admonished by Ciaran and Reus.

"I've lost too many brothers to the warp's eldritch powers, whether by xeno or traitor psykers. So forgive me Epistolary Reus of the Blood Ravens and Captain Ciaran if I am being callous in my treatment." Volprecht marched forwards, eyes trained to the depot. "I am a Sword Brother of the Black Templars, a title given to me for my skill as it transcends many of my brothers. However, I am different from my kin. I care too much, as they used to say. A weakness that should have been culled throughout the years, but it did not. It only grew in fervor."