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Originally Posted by Murkus
Ordo turns around once they're inside, just in time to see a halfling matching Dipsnig's description enter the room. He looks at Marciano with a bit of a poker face, keeping it blank, before his eyes find those mechano-panthers. The psion growls - far deeper and louder than the growl a human throat could produce - at the machines.
Less to try and scare them - which would be useless, considering their artificial nature - more so his coworkers will note their presence. Otherwise, he stays quiet, eyes flicking to Valente angrily. This anger is not directed specifically at him, but he is rather tense.
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Marciano smiles, looking smug.
Ooh! Is there a party?