<blockquote class="uncited"><div>"...Jania! We-... -ned............ We-... got Karo-....... -istra-... Bust... -ff tha-...... -til you run........... break stuff! ... repeat, fire... -en go... -zerk!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Repeat, Baz!" She growls "Say again!"<br/><br/>Hearing no answer but getting the message, she unslings her big gun and leaves the garbage truck. After several minutes prowling for a way into the grounds, she shrugs, and just opens fire at the nearest  guard post, hosing  down with a tirade of .50 fire. As soon as its out the way, the massive beartaur starts to lumber forwards, cutting down anyone moving towards her with a the double-M60!<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Yeah yae bastards, come get some! Tha's fae Wallace! An' that's fae the massacre of my Clan! Tha's fae the humans yae've murdered, the furs yae've opressed, and all the lies yae've spoken!"</span><br/><br/>Jania is in no doubt she'll die, eventually. As the belt-feeds of her gun run dry, she throws the massive weapon down and draws her axes. As they get closer to her, she begins to growl, frothing at the mouth. The moment one of Alhanda's men gets near her, she explodes into action, battering him over the head with the flat of her axe and wolfing him down in one. Then she lunges at another, swinging with the two massive choppers in an attempt to cut him into quarters.<br/><br/>"Hello, boys!" she growls, "THIS  is a berzerker, nae that wee juice yae shoot up!"<br/><br/>With a grizzly's roar, she rears up and stamps on another henchman, shredding him with her claws<br/>----------------------------------<br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div><span style="font-style: italic">"Ok... the old man here.. I think he was something long to the resistance, before Alhanda locked him away. I don't think he has much time left, but I think we should bring him with us if it's at all possible."</span></div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Not my call" Baz growls. He nods at Halvorson "Speak tae the LT.  I'm jes' a slayer- I jes' hurt people. I'm nae being paid tae lead, I'm being paid tae make sure the Equality movement wins this war. I'll take doon anyone who  tries to stop yae- human or furry, makes no difference to me."<br/><br/>He draws his sword, and examines it, running a whetstone down the blade with a soft "tsshhhiinng!" noise. "They bleed the same no matter wha'  the species."<br/><br/>Then he twirls the zweihander around his hand, and cuts away Karogen's bindings. "Can yae fight?" he offers the man a revolver. "Yae got the body of a youngster, but the  eyes of an old warrior. Why, I must be three times your age at least." He laughs darkly, waiting for someone to ask how old he is. According to his Clan and race, at seventy-six, Baz is comparitively young; physically, he's in his mid-to-late thirties. "Yae seen a lottae shit, Karogen. Probably almost as  much as me, an' I'm a Slayer"