Revenchent
Dungeon Master
Calico hurtled into the dropship as soon as he could. The sidearms were in their holsters the moment his boots hit the familiar metal of the LAAT. "Kage, get us out!" He roared as the ship began to take to the skies. His heart seemed ready to explode from his chest. The Commando's armor was covered in silt and blood....this was so...exhilarating! Just like the old wars.
Except now we're fighting for our people. Not politicians.
"Your glowstick is pretty fancy Sir." He grunted as the LAAT drifted over to Galaar's position. It opened to swallow up the Commando and his furry companion. "Get on board you di'kut...we need to kit up. We have more worlds to take before the other factions regroup!"
Except now we're fighting for our people. Not politicians.
"Your glowstick is pretty fancy Sir." He grunted as the LAAT drifted over to Galaar's position. It opened to swallow up the Commando and his furry companion. "Get on board you di'kut...we need to kit up. We have more worlds to take before the other factions regroup!"