This new LP chapter.... 
If you insist.
Chapter 19:
With Sim's party resting after their successful expedition, and E-Ro's party members demanding some free time after two bosses in a row, the Tavern was abuzz with conversations, both serious and light-hearted.Walker and Recon started drinking together, discussing the goings-on of their respective parties.
"Sim, that sick fak was able to purge all those Heretic shrines in the Weald. But he wouldn't let me set up new shrines to Best Pony, or let me share the Nightmare Moon Crotch Cake I had baked when we were camping out. I hate him."
"Crotch cake... whaaaat. Never mind. I still can't believe Prince turned against us. I also can't believe he's gone. His postcount was the highest of anyone here. We fought hard, but he is not dead. I just know it."
"Good riddance to LPPrince. He was a brony, and all bronies are scum that deserve execution. Suffer not the Brony to live!"
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"I guess I'll never really get over her death..."
"That's what happens when you tangle with SJWs unprepared. Fat, ugly, aggressive, murderous. And if there's one thing they hate more than men, it's women who don't agree with their BS."
"So you reckon that the Hag was a SJW?"
"Of course! She probably complained about 'Hag-shaming' on her tumblr blog as she ate OWA. God I hate them. If I get elected as President, the first thing I will do is kill all those Hag SJWs out there. Pre-emptive strike."
"Ha! As if you'll ever get elected President."
The Lobbyists turn their attention to the newcomer. He wasn't alone.
Australian by birth, Russian by culture, Bison is a Crusader. Devoted to his one true faith, he will fight tirelessly in Defense of the Ancients. Young, but strong and hardy, Bison is a Slayer of the Unholy, although he has been known to be a bit of a Back Tracker. He is also Diurnal, meaning he does his best work in the Light.
Ever the jokester, CrazyRah is a Jester by trade, though his act is more macabre than most. A Phengophobic, Rah despises the Light, preferring the darkness for his sick and twisted melodies. A Weald Explorer, he is quite familiar with the dark forests that surround the BSN, although his weak stamina means he's often Winded. While Rah is a devoted and loyal member of the team, he specialises in Dark Humour which might not be for everyone.
The Emperor Protects, and so does his most loyal of Crusaders. Driven by the need to protect the Imperium of Man, Lotion Soronarr is disgusted by the monsters, creatures and beasts that assault the BSN. In his desire to exterminate all Xenos, he is Unyielding. That said, no man is without flaws, and Lotion is quite the Gambler. Both inside and outside the Tavern.
"дать нам миссию , мы готовы к действию!"
Luckily for the confused Lobbyists, Rah was able to translate.
"Sorry, Bison gets like this when he's overexcited about something. He's saying we're ready for a mission. And we are. We just need someone to complete the group and we'll be off to kill
ALL the things while you rest."
There was an awkward silence. The Lobbyists had formed tight little groups and weren't willing to break the synergy they had established. Furthermore, two of the most battle-hardened groups were still resting from battle.However, the silence doesn't last forever.
"I haven't had a chance to stretch my legs in ages, I'm in. Let's go."
Led by Bison and Lotion, the Lobbyists cut their teeth on a short trip to the Weald.
The newly-formed team trek all too familiar forest paths.
And encounter deadly enemies.
Rah by playing a sombre tune that makes the Lobbyists more eager to win.
"Death in the city, Death by the Gallows. Now fight these bone monsters! Or face Death from the shadows..."
Bison attacks first, preferring to rush his enemies. Charging like his namesake, he takes down the skeletons with ease.
Moving forward, they come across an empty room. With time and supplies to spare, they scout the surrounding area, hoping for more information about the Weald.
Using the knowledge they've gained, they navigate the forest paths as light begins to dim.
Entering the next room, they're confronted by a group of fierce Cultists.
ruggly moves first, hoping to Stun the Cultists in a Blinding Gas. But the Cultists manage to move out of the way before the gas hits.
Free to attack, the Cultists score some heavy hits on the Lobbyists and push them back. Lotion and Bison take the brunt of their opposition's attacks.
Rah leaps into action, surprising the Cultists and planting his Dirk into one of their faces.
The Lobbyists rally, and the tide turns in their favour. The Crusaders begin to mob the Cultists, and ruggly gets the final word in this battle.
Having cleared the room, Rah, fascinated by death as always, quickly opens the Coffin to see what lies inside. Unfortunately, all he finds are old bones. Nothing out of the ordinary.
The team continues on their way, close to completing their mission. They're slowed down by a root overgrowth, but a trusty shovel and Bison's strong arms ensure that they get through to their next challenge.
Realising this would be the last room in their mission, the team prepare for the encounter and catch their foes off-guard.
Before the Brigands have the time to react, ruggly releases her Blinding Gas attack.
"Can't help it if I'm stunning... Hahahaha, no. Can't keep a straight face saying that. That's a terrible pun."
As the enemies stand there, stunned, Lotion Soronarr unleashes a devastating maneuver."You Cultists sicken me.
THOSE WHO CONSORT WITH XENOS SHALL FEEL MY LONG AND SHARPENED BLADE!"
With the smaller foes out of the way, Rah tries his luck at bringing down the larger Bloodletter.
Unfortunately the Jester doesn't have the necessary hitting power to bring down the huge foe, and is pushed back himself.
The Lobbyists work hard to wear him down together, and Bison is the one to strike the killing blow.
"Сука."
With the room cleared and the battle won, the newest group of Lobbyists congratulate themselves on a job well done."Hey, gg everyone."
"Yeah, not bad for a pack of rookies. Nice."
"This team is rather proficient at murder. This pleases me."
"We are doing the God-Emperor's work here. I am proud that I can whip out my blade and defile the flesh of Xenos sympathisers."
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