#renegadebotta

❝Botta...❞

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Botta was returning from a desert expedition, Renegade men following behind. It was then that he noticed an alien object, stationary before the Triet base of operations - it was small and sinister, and Botta knew it did not belong. It might have been some odd new decoration Lord Yuan had placed, but even the blue-haired man was not so bizarre to decorate the Renegade installation with a rubber duck, meagerly lying in the sand face-down. Sending his men inside, Botta knelt down towards the object. He knew he must dispose of it immediately, were it to be some threat to their operations.

Botta? What is Botta doing here? Did he get resurrected just all those other people had? He remained silent and stood there watching the man. His face hidden by a mask. Not just any mask. A mask made from the flesh of a human. It was repulsive that he had to wear this, but it certainly made things interesting with people. He didn't say a word. Wondering if the half-elf knew it was him.