thewoodsmansoldier | First Missive: Man of Tanith

[Corbec sat crouched near the edge of the forest, looking in at the village and frowning. He twirled the wooden aquila he had made in his fingers, thinking to himself. He'd found the village a few days ago, and what he saw of it at first seemed quite out of the ordinary. There were a handful things wandering around the village that clearly weren't human, or natural, but things seemed peaceful. He had decided he would watch from afar for a few days to get a better picture of what was going on here, and so far what he'd seen seemed like life in any peaceful village. The building he was currently looking at had people coming and going from it at regular intervals, and from what he could tell it was a bar of some sort. Again, it seemed like a relatively peaceful place. He looked at the aquila in his hand and pocketed it, standing up. Things here didn't seem harmful, and it was time for a closer look. Quietly, he made his way towards the bar. As he got closer, he managed to get a better look at the sign. The Good Spirits Bar, it read. So it was as he suspected. His guess confirmed, he now only knew one thing. And that was that he could use a drink. He took hold of the handle of the door, and entered, hoping he wasn't making a fool decision.]

Corbec will be in the bar for most of the evening. Do feel free to stop him before he enters if you wish, however.

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[Corbec's brow furrows in a mix of hatred and thought, though it doesn't seem directed at Harry. His tone is one of disgust.]

...so you don't know about it. I can take that as a sign it's not here. Fething good thing, that. ...Chaos is many things. I don't know all of them. Don't want to know. ...drives men mad though, makes them start worshiping the Warp and the mad gods that reside there. The Warp is also where the daemons come from, and psyker powers...that's why it's not wise to trust psykers. Not a small thing either. Entire planets, entire -galactic sectors- get thrown into madness, death or worse by Chaos. Then it can take centuries to clean up the mess left over, assuming you can...powerful thing, too. Can drive anybody mad...fought in a battle where an entire city had converted to Chaos worship. Children too...

[Corbec takes a drink from his bottle, perhaps a bit longer than is wise]

...fething heretic fleet destroyed my homeworld. Crazy bastards.

This Warp sounded a hell of a lot like what lie beyond the outer gates. Even seeking the things that lived there was a violation of the Laws of Magic- and those laws are all capital crimes.

I couldn't really fault them, either. I'd only ever encountered one thing that lived out there. His name was He Who Walks Behind, and to this day, there's a stain on my soul with his name on it.

"... Yeah, trust me, I have nothing to do with that shit."

Not willingly anyway. I tried to suppress a shiver.

[Corbec nods slowly, slightly hesitantly]

Alright. Good. ...I know this is a different place altogether than where I'm from, but old worries die hard.

"It's fine. Folks typically understand. Long as you don't pick a fight, you'll be fine. But I'll warn you now, I'm not the only guy with magic powers, or even the most powerful."

Well, I know enough not to go picking fights. I've seen enough of that, I've got no desire to go -looking- for more of it.

[Corbec offers Harry a hand]

Sorry for going off on you...

"Hey, no problem. It's a more common reaction than you'd think. Where I come from, people like to pretend there's no such thing as magic."

I shook the hand offered.

"Hey, you need anything around the village, go ahead and let me know, alright? I mean, just about everybody's helpful around here, but still."

[Corbec nods]

Right, will do. Right now I'm going to need to find a place to stay while I'm here.

"Ah, don't worry about that. Listen, head to the Welcome Center, near the plaza. They'll set you up with an empty apartment. Or, heck, just pick an empty one yourself. They're free. Courtesy of our gracious hosts"

I chuckled.

"Gotta have bedding for the lab rats, right?"

[Corbec smiled slightly, amused]

Well, they still need us alive to study, aye? I'll check the Welcome Center. Thanks for the tip, Dresden.

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