“High Priestess Of Rotten Halibut

"Well... something was rotten is this game, i think our banner was spinning in wrong way and we couldn't catch a rainbow colored butterfly. Tzeench will not be happy about this. Well but our increacing worshipers numbers are good sign for a futuru"

Matrona Mekkanika
" I can tell you. Our training dissapeared after such long non participation in any game. While these green slime green eating green bastards ( lots of words followed which didnt make any sense ) seems to be at their best, they almost managed to kill one of our apostolates, well... as for the later i will take a note ... you Travajad... will dare to die one more time, you wont be ressurected ... but will be a humble servart of our god in the outer space"

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