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Radax looked into the Rook's eyes, his own covered by a mask bearing the symbols of Terr ' Noc. "You seem to forget why we are here Fenik," his voice was soft and comforting; it perfectly contrasted with his reputation as one of the more ruthless sons of Vi Thuul, "Despite population counts being a concern once we colonize the planet this is not one of your coming of age getaways." Fenik pushed past the Baron as she made a sound similar in purpose to a sigh. "Are you always business? It's not like this a big ordeal. It's only orbital bombardment." She replied. Despite being a Rook Fenik was on the thinner end of the Vitreus spectrum. Often she was mistaken at first glance as a tall Bishop. "It may only be orbital bombardment, but it is important that we stay within regulation instead of giving in to our licentious habits. It would be a shame to disappoint the Ascendant don't you think?" Chirped Radax as the distance between the two grew too far to continue the conversation.
