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Grapple chuckled slightly. "Raise... the perfect... specimen." He then shook his head, though he had still not gone for the trigger of his weapon. What he did do is surreptitiously toggle the setting to wide.

When it came down to it he wasn't familiar enough with non-chaos Necromancers to make the distinction. As far as Grapple was concerned, this was going to go bad before it got any worse. Directing his attention to the babbling man, he took another long drag of his lho-stick.

"No need for that, sir," he intoned, gesturing lightly to the naked man's waist. "I've no intent of bringing death here just yet."

Directing his attention back to the woman, his expression turned serious. "Does the name..." he shuddered. "Nurgle.. mean anything to you?" The word left an awful taste in his mouth, judging by his disgusted expression and tone.



Tiger was watching from the underbrush; as far as he knew, completely undetected. Grapple had left his comm-bead on, with its secure channel linked directly to Tiger's own. Once the talk of specimens and raising was initiated, Tiger realized the situation might be cause enough for him to actually prepare to fire if either of the strangers advanced on Grapple.

Although he was very much focused on the goings-on, he intended to ensure that the situation remained secure for Grapple. The two were possibly enough to take out a surprised Nurgling and... whatever the hell the man was, but if they had allies in the area it could go bad quickly.