Emil did not have to be in the front of the group to understand that the Khalia and the paladin before her did not meet eye to eye. He knew little what they talked about over the channel and simply kept an eye and ear out to the tell tale signs of an attack. May it be from the beasts and monstrosities that dwelt within this corpse of a city or from the new arrivals. Though rather than escalate further, they opted to head towards their base of operations in the necropolis. Not a moment too soon, the rain had gotten worse and he was unsure if the improvised cover that he held above him could protect him from the rains any longer.

The trip was surprisingly uneventful. No feral ghouls, mutants, nor any manner of abomination dared to ambush the party. The young man couldn't help but keep his guard up and observed the minute details in his surroundings and actively listened for the sounds of footfalls in rain. His eyes kept moving from one ruin to another as the colossal structures of buildings had provided one too many places where death could hide and leap out on a moments notice. Though, mercifully, they arrived to their destination. To the outsider's perspective, the bank that the brotherhood called their base was severely underwhelming. Though in Emil's eyes, the prospect of respite that the bank offered gleamed like gold.

The group had to pass through decontamination procedures to avoid the radiation from killing them while they slept. The manner they were decontaminated was quick but thorough. Though what impressed him the most was the fact that the bank had electricity as well as a number of functioning and comfortable amenities. Upon the group reaching, on what he could assume to be, their sleeping area Emil began removing components and pieces of the radiation suit off his person. He was rather glad that he was finally out of the stuffy suit, but that was his fault. It was a rather unwise decision for him to wear it over his armor but now after hours of walking around uncomfortably, he realized that keeping the armor pieces outside was a far more efficient and comfortable means of donning his armor. Setting his pack, radiation suit , Geiger counter, and the desk box aside a bunk bed; he sat down on the floor beside his things, pulled out his tool roll and began maintaining and cleaning his weapon. It didn't need any maintenance nor cleaning, but the act itself was something that put his mind at ease. 

It was then a young man, no older than he was introduced himself to the group. Even so amicable to the point that he had offered them a meal. A slight smile adorns his face as Finn seemed to be rather on the friendlier side of the spectrum. Not wanting to be rude to the knight, he carefully sets his weapon and tools down beside his things and introduces himself to Finn. [color=orange]"Pleasure to meet you, Finn. I'm Emil Sauer."[/color] He offers the knight a curt but polite bow.

He then heard their ghoul sniper make a joke or two regarding the situation. [color=orange]"Exciting is an understatement."[/color] Emil finishes with a slight chuckle. Finally noticing that something out of place in the room, a man wearing a...dress? His brow furrowed and he saw Monika purposefully bump into the man in the dress and gave him the most venomous death glare he had ever witnessed. Not even the marks he took time killing had given him a death glare so harshly. He turns back to face Finn and excuses himself and heads over to talk to Monika who situated herself to lean against a wall near her things. [color=orange]"One helluva day, huh? "[/color] He tries to joke like Marvin did, seeing as she was upset. [color=orange]"How you holding up?"[/color] He asks her with genuine concern.

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EMIL

HP: [color=green]Healthy[/color]
AP: [color=green]Full[/color]
Rads: [color=green]None[/color]

Effect/s:

SKILLS:

[hider=Non-Combat]
[list]
[*] [b]Can I Take a Look at That?[/b]
[*] [b]We Could Probably Eat It.[/b]
[*] [b]I Can Make Something From These...[/b]
[*] [b]Jack be Nimble[/b]
[*] [b]Got a Nice Set of Pipes[/b]
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[hider=Combat]
[list]
[*] [b]Laser Commando[/b]
[*] [b]Explosives are Fine Too[/b]
[*] [b]That All You Got?[/b]
[*] [b]Packs One HELLUVA Punch[/b]
[*] [b]Reflexes of a Caffeinated Weasel[/b] 
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Equipment:
[list]
[*] Laser RCW "Cruel Virtue" [b](Equipped)[/b]
[*] Energy Flintlock "Hope's End"
[*] Survival Knife "The Huntsman"
[*] Bundles of Dynamite x 3
[*] Cloaked Riot Armor [b](Equipped)[/b]
[*] Gas mask
[*] Wooden Desk Box [L]
[*] Radiation Suit 
[*] Geiger Counter 
[*] Electron Charge Pack x 19
[/list]


[hider=Possessions]
[list]
[*] Durable Knapsack
[*] Dried Food and Water
[*] Bottle of Rum
[*] Bundle o' Meds
[*] Tool Roll
[*] Spare Parts (Varied)
[*] Crafting Materials (Varied)
[*] Sleeping Roll
[*] Flint & Steel
[*] Worn Picture
[*] Spare Gas Mask Filters
[*] Hand held lamp/Power-bank (Solar Powered) 
[*] Plain looking Package
[*] Lucky Pendant
[*] Repair Patches x 2
[/list]
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