It was so beautiful, that voice.  If for nothing else, he would follow it for that.  But that wasn’t the only reason, not this time.  It was a chance to save someone.  There was a scream.  A woman was in trouble.  It took no thought that he had to go help her, and try to save her.  He had to be a hero, it took no thought at all for him to try.  The mental influence mostly just completely overrode his survival instincts and his capability to think of the mission rationally.  The tendency to act like a bit of a hero seemed to be engrained from the military.<br/><br/><b>[Mental resist roll:  1d20= 6 + 6 =12]</b><br/><br/>Darion could not resist the growl that escaped him when suddenly there was a blaring sound in his ears.  Over the comms.  Trying to drown out that beautiful music.  There may have been words mixed in as well, but He refused to listen.  With that growl, Darion reached up to rip off the helmet and toss it to the side.  Getting rid of that annoying feedback sound so that only the music met his ears.  He started moving faster towards the music.  To get away from those who would stop him from helping that woman that had screamed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>