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You lean over to Johann.
>How should I refer to the baron and his companion?
“Oh, of course sir knight! This is Baron Joachim von Wenzel, and that’s Gnorri Ironhide, a trader from Karak Kadrin.”
You nod. You don’t know what Karak Kadrin is, but you assume it’s a place with more squats. Stepping forward, you bow to the baron, for though those of the Imperium know to respect one of His Angels, you are in a new land, and they have no idea of the horrors you have fought and slain. Perhaps you will introduce him to the Imperium and faith in the God-Emperor, but for now a simple introduction will do.
>I am Gurnemanz Thule, of the Knights Celestial. A warrior from lands beyond yours, I fell here from the sky, and landed just outside your town. I and my battle-brothers were born to defend humanity from all the evils that may beset it; the alien, mutant, and heretic. I am an angel of death, and it is my duty to exterminate the foes of mankind. Only in death does my duty end.
You step back, and the baron looks at you curiously, and, you think, a little greedily too. Ignoring the thought, you turn to the squat.
>And greetings to you, trader Ironhide. I have never met your kind before, so you are new to me.
He smiles, and strokes his beard. “I’ve never seen anything like you before either, Sir Gurnemanz. I know of several of my kin who would be fascinated to speak to you and examine your armour, if you don’t mind me saying. If you have time, you should make a journey to Zhufbar, one of my people’s holds, which is south of here.”
“How did you come here?” The suspicious voice of the baron rings out.
You turn to him, and explain, with some omissions, your landing on the planet as your ship broke up in the sky. Gnorri seems particularly interested by your tale. Careful to not reveal too much of the Imperium until you have some understanding of this world’s people and resources, you tell them of your journey, fighting the enemy ceaselessly with your battle-brothers, until they overwhelmed your Fortress-Monastery and you were forced to flee, eventually landing here, far away from all you know.
>How should I refer to the baron and his companion?
“Oh, of course sir knight! This is Baron Joachim von Wenzel, and that’s Gnorri Ironhide, a trader from Karak Kadrin.”
You nod. You don’t know what Karak Kadrin is, but you assume it’s a place with more squats. Stepping forward, you bow to the baron, for though those of the Imperium know to respect one of His Angels, you are in a new land, and they have no idea of the horrors you have fought and slain. Perhaps you will introduce him to the Imperium and faith in the God-Emperor, but for now a simple introduction will do.
>I am Gurnemanz Thule, of the Knights Celestial. A warrior from lands beyond yours, I fell here from the sky, and landed just outside your town. I and my battle-brothers were born to defend humanity from all the evils that may beset it; the alien, mutant, and heretic. I am an angel of death, and it is my duty to exterminate the foes of mankind. Only in death does my duty end.
You step back, and the baron looks at you curiously, and, you think, a little greedily too. Ignoring the thought, you turn to the squat.
>And greetings to you, trader Ironhide. I have never met your kind before, so you are new to me.
He smiles, and strokes his beard. “I’ve never seen anything like you before either, Sir Gurnemanz. I know of several of my kin who would be fascinated to speak to you and examine your armour, if you don’t mind me saying. If you have time, you should make a journey to Zhufbar, one of my people’s holds, which is south of here.”
“How did you come here?” The suspicious voice of the baron rings out.
You turn to him, and explain, with some omissions, your landing on the planet as your ship broke up in the sky. Gnorri seems particularly interested by your tale. Careful to not reveal too much of the Imperium until you have some understanding of this world’s people and resources, you tell them of your journey, fighting the enemy ceaselessly with your battle-brothers, until they overwhelmed your Fortress-Monastery and you were forced to flee, eventually landing here, far away from all you know.
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