##[Chalcedon](http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/75113/posts/char?page=2#post-2322931) of the Lamenters
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One by one did they rear their ugly heads, the warped, miserable xenos who stood a full third higher than he did. And as they appeared, so did Chalcedon take note of them mentally and electronically. He scowled as their numbers swelled, matching the grim visage that was eternally fixed on his faceplate, and with a mighty roar, fired upon the coming alien horde. Taking note of the scandalously-dressed girl discharging her plasma gun and after reloading to another ammunition type, he was now sending bursts of four subsonic bolts for each foe. He reckoned that supersonic bolts would overpenetrate the current enemy and fail to deliver their explosive charge whilst inside their putrid flesh.

**"Let the name of our Immortal Emperor be on your lips as you kill for Him and His glorious Imperium! Imperator Dominatus! We shall hold against this _scum!_"**