Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-17970636-20151031204604/@comment-16171938-20151103035449

Regda took the kit, sliding it into one of his pockets along with his new scroll as he turned and exited the room. He had read it was a life or death situation, but it hitting him now: he could die on this mission. He stopped for a moment as he got off the elevator, getting his thoughts together. Remembering what his father had done at one point in anticipation if he didn't make it home from a job, he decided to do the same, and headed to his room.

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Regda approached the forest entrance, his mind calm and his thoughts in line as he had done what was necessary. He had written the letters, placing them in dresser. They were written with instructions on what to do following the news of his death, one for his team, one for anyone who might still be leading the Garrus mob, and one to Selina with a small trinket inside and a slightly tear-stained seal. He had his regrets, but he had decided something from the moment he finished those letters: that they would never have to be delivered.

Loaded with everything he needed, the faunas approached the others with the resolve of a man who was ready to come back successful and introduced himself.

"I may not need to say this for everyone since one of you knows me very well, but my name Regda B. Yenoh and it's a pleasure to accompany to join you on this mission." he said confidently and bluntly.