Was that sass he heard?, Holand thought as Rodrick responded to his introduction. The awkward conversation took off from there, the calming voice of the Pysker was an odd surprise, and the horrible tone of Warmund sent chills down the Guardsman's spine. Upon the stop of the rattling elevator, Holand strode off confidently into the new gothic setting provided.
[color=ed1c24][i]"What a peculiar set-up."[/i][/color], Holand said in awe of the self-illuminating hall. Striking up one of his 12 lho sticks, Holand casually smoked as he traversed down the monotone corridor, rings of smoke trailing behind him.
Inspection was Holand's first coarse of action. He was now in the (supposed) heart of the Inquisition base, best to make himself acquainted with the strange scenery and hidden cracks of the actual Imperium. Continuing to look around, Holand puffed another cloud of smoke from his lho stick before calling out to whoever was within the seemingly abandoned hallway. [color=ed1c24][i]"Hello? Anyone?[sup] Some hospitality... Tsk Tsk...[/sup]"[/i][/color] His voiced echoed down the elongated chamber, the temperature of which suffered from many freezing drafts. Surprisingly, this only made Holand more confident and at-home.
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[b]Actions[/b][list]
[*]Smoke 1 lho stick
[*]Inspect and Search Hall
[*]Call out to any entities in Hall
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