We interrupt the grimdark tale currently in progress for something 75% more Tachelock.
X2: Mechra tells the best war stories.
JEDCØP: JEDCØP concurs!
Mechra: And there she stood – the Saint of Hares. Her crimson flail arcing through the maelstrom with a prayer of righteous murder on her lips.
Tachelock: Look at the two of them. Lapping up every word of it!
Solace: Not a fan, then?
Tachelock: Oh, her stories are fine I guess. If you like sweeping tales of epic conflict and martial glory.
Tachelock: I just can’t say they much resemble my own experience.
Solace: You shock me.
Tachelock: Hey! I’ll have you know I was built for war.
Tachelock: Infiltrate and eradicate – that was supposed to be my whole deal.