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[i]"Imperial Panthers."[/i] said the one behind him.
That was it, now he knew. The Imperial Panthers was a name he definitely recognized. A strange chapter that had came about during the second founding. Their origins were mysterious, as they were not descendants of the original 20 legions. They were known to operate using cloak and dagger methods, resulting in quick, unforseen and devastating attacks. Wherever they went, they were like ghosts on the battlefield. Most of the Imperium considered them to be a blessing, seeing as how they always appeared at the most opportune of times, in conflicts involving the Imperial Guard and where civilian lives were in danger. It was also known that they would go as far as abandoning tactical advantages to save civilian lives. A chapter worthy of respect.
[i]"Relax, pup. We're just pulling your leg. We came here to tag these crates for shipping to the GQ. Good thing we found you."[/i] said the man sitting on the crate.
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He slightly sighs in relief, now understanding that they were trustworthy in some sense. Farin never really cared for anyone outside of his own Chapter, but he was fully aware of the Panther's morality when it came to the lives of the innocent and the civilians of the Imperium - something he respected them for and felt was relatable to. "Aye, I'm glad it were you folk and not a bloody Grey Knight. Say..." He looks around the room. "Where in the hell are we anyway?"
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"Some of me brothers would prefer to slaughter the Tau without question. Xenos and what not..." He realizes that he had better choose his next words wisely. "Me though... If I'm in this hell hole, a Tau is the least of me worries. [i]The Bloodwrath[/i] ye said?"
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He sighed, hoping that there would be familiar faces. However, the fact that several Astartes were on board the hellish ship truly intrigued him. "There has to be someone or [i]something[/i] that holds the illusive answer."
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[spoiler]racist[/spoiler] [i]"Cause the last guys who tried getting outta here found out by the hard way that you don't get out of here. Long-Range comms are down, no way to fix it, and getting past it is... well, we're trying to figure it out. Teleporting away... now, amigo, you don't want that. Not at all. No hangar bays on board as far as we know. And the ship is already dangerous enough as it is... you don't want to go too deep. Especially not on your own."[/i]
