Obsidian Zoetic - Internal Channel

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Salutations

*A dark figure apears on your screen, a single red light illuminates only slight fetures of the person before you...*

Good day OZ Brethren. As much as it pains me to see the Ancestor go, it opens a new dawn for our particular
group of people. I humbly accept the title of Security of Chief. Together we are strong, apart we shall cruble like
weak foundations of ignorance. Nothing will go un-noticed in our realm, just as the nomads seek to destroy us,
so will we seek to keep our space free of thier filth.

*The transmission cuts abruptly leaving nothing but a static hiss where his face used to be.*


Mathus Rosem