The grin that spreads over Initiate's face is far, far less forced. It is thrilled, excited, feral. "YOU MOTHERFUCKING KNOW IT? Was thinking the same thing. GOT TO PONDERING WHOLESOME THE IDEA OF IT ALL. Got a want up in me what's been lasting and lasting and motherfucking lasting brother." He laughs. His hands twitch. An addict being told, there's more just around the corner.

He gives a bow. "WOULD LOVE DEARLY TO FIGHT ALONGSIDE A BROTHER TRUE."

As he raises up, before, meeting his eye, he speaks through voodoo; YOU'RE CERTAIN?

"Shall we rain judgement upon the unrighteous unworthies?"