Heh. No I am not Brimstone. I am one of his Blood wolves, his sons. I doubt there are many of us left any way. -he looks toward the sky as if looking for something he will never find- I have no real name, I was escorted away before the ceremony of titles.

Deep. Wanna get drunk?

"Astartes don't get truly drunk. And unless you have found the secrets drink of Lemans Wolves, I doubt yoy have enough to even dent my system." "Besides there is work to be done." He says gesturing to the shop. "And there is the matter of my bestiary... another time tubbs tonight I work."