Gamehammer 40K(Warhammer 40K/The Gamer)

[x] You spied a odd individual, with a robe over their armor, whom most of the guardsmen seemed to avoid​
 
[x] You spied a odd individual, with a robe over their armor, whom most of the guardsmen seemed to avoid
 
[x] You spied a odd individual, with a robe over their armor, whom most of the guardsmen seemed to avoid

i think you forgot to threadmark the last update @jacobplm
 
[x] You spied a odd individual, with a robe over their armor, whom most of the guardsmen seemed to avoid

either inquisitor or Psyker either way we can learn something here.

Also can we think of a way to get the Observe skill already? It would be very useful here
 
[x] You spied a odd individual, with a robe over their armor, whom most of the guardsmen seemed to avoid
 
[X] You spied a odd individual, with a robe over their armor, whom most of the guardsmen seemed to avoid

Tech priest most likely.
 
The Dying Sanctionite and the Card Trick
You spied a odd fellow, off by himself, fiddling with a few cards. The fellow had a long, greasy, unkept black hair and a wild beard, a extremely unclean robe with what appeared to be some kind of mold growing on it, and sunken eyes. As you approached, the rather abhorrent smell of rotten cheese began to tickle your nose.

Upon getting within five feet, he raises his eyes to stare at you. Thank the Emperor, because you weren't sure you could endure getting any closer. "So, the little PDF we rescued has decided to pay me a visit." He says, giving a grin, which shows you the crude wooden dentures he has in place of teeth. "You must be extremely brave or supremely ignorant," He states plainly, "to come near me."

You blink, and inquire as to why he thinks that. The man lets out a short chuckle, followed by a fit of coughing. After the fit ends and he catches his breath, he adresses you again. "Think it over. If you have any intelligence in that noggin, you'll realize it right quick."

...

You discretely look over his head, and blanch at what you see.

Maximillian Boggs
LV 32
Dying Sanctionite


You were in the presence of a witch. You take a involuntary step back, then steel yourself. You wouldn't let yourself be frightened, witch or no. The psyker lets out a laugh. "Impressive! Most people, after figuring out who and what I am, tend to have their hands go straight to their weapons. Or run away." He adds. "They do that too."

Ignoring him, you ask the psyker what he's doing alone here. He shrugs, then raises his hands, full of playing cards. "Practicing. I like to amuse myself by doing little tricks, small sleights of hands." He once more gives his rancid grin. "Tell you what, since you had enough steel in you to actually approach me, I'll do you a favor, and give you some...pointers, in the art of fooling the eyes of others with tricks of the palm."

[ ] Accept his Favor? (+Relations with Boggs, Learn Skill [Sleight of Hand], Other Soldiers likely to distrust you)
[ ] Refuse(No Relation change, no new skill)

[ ] Conversation Topics?
 
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