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Red vs Blue: A Bright Beginning

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Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

Igam trudged solemnly through the forest. While glad to be away from the trooper in red, he was unsettled by the mutants. Every rustling bush and breeze made Igam snap his head around in fear. He clutched at this aquila icon, and follow Gaius's lead deeper into the jungle. As the group continued on, Igam's thought turned inward. He was taught from a very young age to hate everything that was different. The only reason he himself was not hung for witchcraft on his home world was that he was lucky, or unlucky, enough to be picked up by a black ship.

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

I think the problem is where we are story wise. We've broken up away from people we'd have any real conflict, and we're travelling. There's not much to say that wouldn't be filler at this point.

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

No problem. I've made that mistake before.

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

Igam nodded as he received his orders, and gave a simple, "Yes sir," in response. Igam moved away from the group, and sat down at the edge of the camp against a tree. He sighed and pulled out a golden aquila symbol. He clenched it in his hands and said several prayers to the Emperor for strength and protection. Igam didn't like how this incursion was going, and he had a bad feeling about the village he and the others were going to scout. "At least the Interrogator kept, her, away from me. Thank the Emperor for small graces,"

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

Raineh, it was actually Gaius, not Igam who was talking to your character about proper deference.

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

Same here. Low loadtimes, lotta crashes.

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

Igam shook his head at Adrian's suggestion, and voiced his opinion over his comm bead, "Tech priest's right. No vox op, comm beads won't have long enough range." Igam made his way back to the center of camp, holstering his las-pistol along the way, and looked distastefully at the logs the tech priest had been gathering. A raft would force him into close quarters with the trooper in red, and the constant motion of the boat wouldn't do well for his nerves.

Igam made his way over to the interrogator, and spoke quietly, so that the others could not hear. "Can't be near that one," he said as he indicated Alexis. "She breaks my connection with the warp. Pain is unbearable," Igam shuddered involuntarily at the thought of being in close quarters with Alexis once more.

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Igam took up a position a little behind the proctor, and drew his las-pistol. He started taking potshots at anything that moved in the forest. He noted with disdain that a number of the shadowy figures were human shaped. "How debased a human life is by associating with mutants" Igam thought as he put a hole through one of the human brigands. The numbers of the foes seemed to be thinning out considerably, thanks to the efforts of the Proctor and the ogryn.

Igam watched as the guardswoman in red hefted a flamer and quickly made short work of several mutants. He shuddered at the thought of her presence, and was secretly happy to see she took up a position distant from himself. Igam turned back around to see a pair of mutants, led by a normal human in metal armor burst from the trees and charge toward the came. Igam was going to leave the trio to either Gaius or Grav, but they both were occupied with assailants of their own. Igam lifted his staff, and slammed it down into the earth, sending a shockwave through the ground, which overtook the three, and the ground swallowed them up.

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

Igam caught the commbead, and jammed it into is ear, glad to finally have orders. "Yes sir," he spoke up, and slowly pulled himself to his feet. He started to make his way to his allies in the forest, leaning heaving on his staff. Igam made a point to avoid the soldier in red, and gave her as wide a berth as he could. Igam kept his eyes down, simply following the sounds of gunfire and screaming, when a mutant appeared in front of him from the forest. The oblong non-human screeched at Igam, and brandished a crude wooden cudgel. Igam flicked his eyes upward to give a withering glare to the mutant, before drawing upon his telekinetic abilities, and with a gesture, pull the creature into the air. Igam thrust his staff forward, hurling the mutant into a nearby tree, nearly breaking the thing in half.