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Olga Olga leans against the wall by the workbench, picking at her teeth with the machete. She watches the heretek work, making sure to get every last bit of gut out. She pulls the blade from her mouth for a moment, looking like a question was about to fall out, shook her head, and proceeded to pick at her teeth until she cuts her lip on accident. It's common, her lips are pretty scarred, so not much blood comes out. No big deal. pre:Name: Olga the Ladyhog Archetype: Renegade Pride: Martial Prowess Disgrace: Betrayal Motivation: Violence Alignment: Khorne Characteristics: WS 46 (25+18) [+3 Archetype] BS 36 (25+ 8) [+3 Archetype] S 41 (25+16) T 41 (25+16) Ag 37 (25+12) Int 21 (25+ 4) [-5 Pride] [-3 Motivation] Per 35 (25+10) WP 35 (25+10) Fel 31 (25+ 6) Wounds: 13/13 Infamy: 22 Infamy Points: 2/2 Corruption: 10 Skills: Athletics Awareness Common Lore (War) Dodge +10 Intimidate Medicae Operate (Surface) Parry Scholastic Lore (Tactica Imperialis) Survival Talents: Ambidextrous Catfall Flesh Render Frenzy Jaded Quick Draw Rapid Reload Sure Strike Two-Weapon Wielder (Melee) Weapon Training (Chain, Flame, Las, Primary, Shock, SP) Traits: Adroit (WS) The Quick and the Dead Untrustworthy The Old Ways Gifts: Collar of Khorne Equipment: Best Dagger Common Flak Armor Best Machete Good Chainsword "Kaali" - Venom Drip Common Chainsword "Salaatti" - Venom Drip Common Autogun Best Fire Caster - 4 Fire Flask - 2 Tox Flask - 2 Dream Flask Medkit XP 1000/1000 Frenzy 250 Flesh Render 250 Two Weapon Wielder (Melee) 500 Mad Moxxi fucked around with this message at 16:33 on Jul 30, 2016 |
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Olga Instead of responding, Olga just heads over to where the loot finders are. Can't say no to free things. "Sup."
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Olga After setting the box down carefully (who know's what's inside? Not her!), she proceeds to crack what seems to be every joint in her upper body, only then drawing out her swords. If you're gonna scare some mooks, why not do it in style? She looks at the one that said she eats people, and with a gleam in her eye and a toothy smirk, she licks her lips and puts her hands on the hilts.
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Olga Bearing no signs of questions, she sits back and waits to be sent to the ground. As she sits there, a vague memory comes forth. She recalls someone in a pub on some distant planet telling her some random trivia. Something about left and right being kaali and salaatti in some lost language. Why did the thought occur? Who knows. But she realizes these are great names for her chainswords. Mad Moxxi fucked around with this message at 16:32 on Jul 30, 2016 |
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Olga "Let's just land on them. Take em all out."
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