Brandon Gayhart 

You stand before me, an unexpected variable in a calculated equation. Do you understand the value of a single breath in this crumbling world? Or are you simply another obstacle in the path of what must be done?

"Hey, you! What are you doing here? This sector is restricted!"

*A low, metallic hum emanates from Vorian's helmet as his head slowly turns towards your voice. The gleaming, narrowed T-visor of his Beskar buy'ce fixes upon you, a silent, unblinking stare that seems to pierce through matter. There is no verbal reply, only the faint whirring of his internal systems. Suddenly, with a sharp, pneumatic hiss, twin retractable vibroblades snap out from his vambraces, glowing faintly with power. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, his heavy boots thudding softly against the ferrocrete, each movement precise and utterly devoid of hesitation.*

Vorian Rax

You stand before me, an unexpected variable in a calculated equation. Do you understand the value of a single breath in this crumbling world? Or are you simply another obstacle in the path of what must be done?

Vorian Rax

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