Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-4948356-20150412000734/@comment-24580172-20150426050153

The Sable Seer slowly shuffled closer to Orlovio, placing his gloved hand on the Priest's shoulder. He leaned close, his beak-like mask almost poking the man. He didn't have many lone encounters with this man, though this wouldn't exactly be lone. He highly doubted the team would bother him and the Priest, not many individuals outside the retinue wanted to talk to the Seer let alone be in his very presence. Achillieus' metalic voice rang out;

"I've sent word to dear Miss Harnar of what she should expect, and I've directed her to a side entrance."

The Seer leaned closer to Orlovio, the beak of his mask hanging over his shoulder before he whispered gutterly with his metalic voice;

"It appears it shall be me and you leading a team, it might be in our best interest that you take command of the squad. I doubt very much that these fine soldiers of the Emperor wish to be lead by an individual of my... status;" Leaning away from the Priest, Achillieus looked at his Master before speaking up; "I shall inform Lord Raimus of that Master Sefarius."