Who’s ready to shoot some savages tonight?
*Diamond: Every skirm who can hold rifle has been summoned to the armory my CSM
Pelvic: Who am I Diamond?
Diamond: You are our CSM.
Pelvic: And do you trust your CSM?
Diamond: Your skirms, CSM, will follow you to whatever end.
Pelvic: To whatever end. Where is Skin with his rifle? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed, like rain in the mountaints, like wind in the meadow. The days have come down to the west, behind the hills, into shadow.*
*...Andy blows trumpet.
Pelvic: Now for wrath, now for ruin and for the 32nd! Fort rifles! (almost everyone dies)
Purplecow on horse: CSM Pelvic stands alone.
Skin returning from a party: Not alone! For king and country!...*
