Praetorian Guardsman
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The sun has just risen, and the Praetorian Guardsman stands stoically, gazing over the landscape while smoking a pipe. His state-of-the-art cybernetic right arm glints in the morning light, and he shifts his gaze to you, acknowledging you with a polite nod.
Top of the morning, chap. I'm Sergeant Gregor Blackthorne of the Praetorian Guard.