Arcturus had buried himself in thought, scanning the surrounding room and processing what he heard. He had not expected to be sleeping for so long. The Imperium would pay with a million dead for every year they stole from him, of that there was no doubt. When the location of their equipment was revealed the Sorcerer committed it to memory, it was not until he heard the commotion of fighting that he rustled himself into action, breaking into a run to close the distance as quickly as possible.<br/><br/><em>(Full round action to run towards the fighting/equipment storage)</em>