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Edited by Robot745:
9/11/2016 5:14:53 AM
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"I need you to find this."
He holds up a parchment with an etching of a key, adorned with a skull in the handle. It looked unremarkable but could you refuse Kharn?
He stares at you waiting for your response
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"Hmmmm...." He reached to grab it, his fingers tracing it. The paper began to turn black and rot, curling up like a scared animal trying to retreat from a predator. Morbus withdrew his hand, as the paper stopped decaying. "Any idea where to start?" A Daemon fly crawled out of a crack in his armor. It flew out, circling the Plague Marine for a moment. It landed on his finger as he began to stare at it, getting lost in the creatures eyes.
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"No, which is why we all shall go in a different direction, I cannot recall due to this ship." Kharn started off down a hallway, Brund was left standing before you.
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"Alright." Morbus replied with a lazy tone. He took his Power Sword and rested it on his left pauldron, then he took out his Bolter in his other hand, keeping it at his side, and walked in the opposite direction Khârn did.
