You watch soma move, and it reminded you of a long time ago....Both of you were adepts...Fresh faces in the Templar order under the former lord commander ,Uzbek Harkyn. Soma was to be taken to the lair of silence, the temples adepts and scribes to take training as a magi and the following day you would take the lead of a small squad to begin reclaiming the surrounding towns from ghouls.
The two of you had always been picked on, soma more for his mutation and lithe stature. But frequently you had seen the young man fight his way out of more than one situation..
Now he stands before you, regent commander of the scribes, a howling dervish of blades and explosions , and as you revel you see something that makes your blood run cold,
The ghouls are coming, and not just any. A sin. YOu can feel the stink fill the air as the sin of gluttony trudges into the town. Its corpulous fat folds clinking the chains hanging from its flesh as it hisses.
its voice sounded as if it was speaking through thick wads of flesh and fat and it chuckles sickeningly.
"in crunchy armor too....."