<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=288217.msg14198134#msg14198134">Quote from: HairyHeretic on 09-06-2018, 23:31:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The raggedly dressed man stood silent for several long moments, mouth open wide and head slowly shaking. He raised his hands to rub his eyes, then slowly started to walk towards you all. Stopping in from of Gaius he raised a trembling hand, taking three attempts to extend it far enough to brush his fingertips against Gaius's armour. With a low moan, he then fell to his knees, trembling hands making the sign of the Aquila across his chest. "Oh great lords, great lords, you're real. I'm not dreaming, you're real. Praise the Emperor."<br/><br/>He bowed his head, either overcome by emotion or unwilling to look upon the Emperor's Angels of Death. "Command me lords, and I obey."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Gaius chuckled in a low tone at the man's respectful manner. "Get behind me and my brothers good sir, we shall shield you from these foul xenos and will see that you are ferried safely back to our ship where you might receive proper care." He quipped in a gentle and benevolent tone before turning to his fellow blood angel. "Brother Asmarel how shall we proceed?"<br/><br/>Meanwhile he maintained the psychic bond between the prisoner and himself.<em>"Tell us all that you can about this vessel my friend."</em>