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Marius can do this all day , he is descended from a long line of cadian imperial guard , who as we all know , a re stubborn bastards.

The elder nods "This sounds most enjoyable"

Ysil is a machine with no need for sleep and little for food, she too can do this all day

Gallus appropriates a table and some dudes kitchen dudes, but slips the owner a bit of coin for the troubles, when he thinks ysil isn't looking, he doesn't like dicking around the little guy but he doesn't want to be seen as weak either.

"You really want me to apologize to this sentinel?" Marius questions if a raised brow as he brushes some fingers through his red and brown curly beard.

Ysil waits for him to finish the set up.

"Yes it has feelings" She said crossing her arms

Gallus sat in a chair and began to shuffle the deck as he explained the rules to the eldar

"I.....what?"He replies .

Ysil takes the knowledge in quickly.

"We've been over this" She said, even if they hadn't almost everyone around him believe in the machine spirits.

Gallus soon deals them both a hand

Marius sighs "Sorry for accidentally being a bit too rough Mr. Sentinel sir, there happy?"

Ysil studies her hand closely .

( I do not know how to play poker)

"Yes" She said relaxing a bit

Name: Menarith Lissai
Age: 471
Race: Eldar Harlequin shadowseer
Gender: Female
Appearance: Her features and lean, toned body are entirely covered in robes that basically look like this https://eternalhunt.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/harlequin-release-5.jpg
Psyker: yerp
Gear: Creidann grenade launcher, shuriken pistol, miststave, flip belt, witchblade
Backstory: She was the apprentice to an older shadowseer, who sadly died under mysterious circumstances soon after her training was complete. Menarith has since travelled with a harlequin troupe, and has performed for many a high ranking person. Her craving for excitement has also lead her into some small battles over the course of her life.

Approved

(Nor do I)

Marius just grumbles a bit more .

"How much are you getting payed to be here anyway?" Gallus wondered what an eldar corsair costed these days as he beat her at yet another hand

Alicia went back to lovingly speaking to the sentinel as she repaired it, assuring that its service was appreciated and all that

"A rather tidy sum " She replies , not feeling the need to give him the details.

Gallus did not press further "Got any stories of your adventures or anything?" he wondered something else

Hadrian comes up to the table starts to ask"Room for another hand?"

"Yeah have a seat" gallus said to him motioning to a chair

Name: Sigvis
Age: 500 standard years
Race: Astartes
Gender: Male
Appearance: 7'2 not remarkably tall for an Astartes, very pale some would say lacking in pigment entirely, with short black hair, green eyes, and a strong face
Psyker: yes
Gear: Force blade, A bolter, Astarte's shotgun, his power armor (it is black and he has striped it of its insignia)
Backstory: Sigvis is an Astartes from a Space or perhaps chaos marine chapter he left behind him.

Ysil nods "A few , for instance the last ship I crewed on once came under attack by a small convoy of dark eldar slavers armed to the teeth"

"Combat in enclosed ship hallways with the dark Eldar?" He asked with curiosity "How in the world did you make it out of that?"

Meanwhile a passing Harlequin vessel was struck in the main engine by fire from one of the pirate ships above the planet

The explosion shook the ship, sending many of the harlequins on board into a state of organised chaos as they rushed to steady it and discern the amount of damage done. Menarith immediately ceased what she was doing to hurry to the cockpit to find the culprit.

"Pirates, what in the name of khaine is a whole fleet doing out here! This path was supposed to be clear!" The Harlequin pilot informed the shadow seer as she walked in, their vessel was a small one for a small troupe, a vessel built for stealth and speed and not ship to ship battle, the fact that the pirate vessel had seen them before they had seen it must have been due to a systems error coupled with blind luck. He was frantically attempting to gain some control of the ship and land it on the planet "Without our main engine our life support won't last long, we need to set this thing down. Up for an interesting landing?"

"It seems we have no other choice," She responded with a frown.

"You may want to find a seat and strap in, this is going to get interesting." The pilot advised the shadow seer

she did so.