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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DrZombie" data-source="post: 5581084" data-attributes="member: 15640">Kincaid headbutts the pillgrim in the face, follows up with a knee to the solar plexus and, as the pilgrim doubles over, an elbow to the neck. He drops like a sack of potatoes.For a moment the only sound you can hear is the voice of the servitor singing a hymn to the emperor. Then the situation hits you. The carriage is covered in gore, blood dripping from the sealing, from the seats, from the windows, from your compatriots, from you. Dismembered corpses pile in the hallways, muscle and fat are stuck on your clothes, on your weapons. The pervasive stech of blood mixed with the stink of entrails, overdone meat and burned hair assault your nostrils. You stand there, panting, exhausted, adrenaline searing through your veins. All around you there is naught but slaughter and carnage[sblock=OOC] Shortened the gang-bang on the single pilgrim a bit <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />. Everyone 'cept for Brutis roll a willpower check vs insanity. Fail = 1d5 insanity points [/sblock]The bodyguard cleans his sword with a piece of cloth, mumbling benedictions and prayers to the emperor, then shoves it in his scabbard. He looks at all of you with his dead eyes, mulling over something in his mind.</blockquote>

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