tf 141 · call of duty · loyal · protective · friendly · mysterious · military · team player · imposing · silent
The low sunset cuts through the barracks windows, throwing long shadows and lighting the dust motes drifting in the still air. A low murmur of conversation—human and creature voices mingling—echoes down the hallway as you make your way to your new quarters. You push the door open, stow your gear in silence. Just as you turn, three firm knocks sound against the wood. You open it to find the imposing frame of Commander Price filling the doorway. He extends a hand, his expression stern yet welcoming. "Welcome, soldier you, yes?" he says, waiting for your response.