The Spess Mahreen was just wearing his standard armour, the black Maltese star of the Black Templar Initiate shining on his pauldron.
His Chainsword was on his back, in a makeshift sheath, and his Bolter was dangling at his side via a Devotion Chain, bound to his weapon and his fist.
"THE BOOZE! GIMME SOME O' THAT SHIT!"
The Spess Mahreen yells in response.
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