The heavy, purposed steps of Giant echoed throughout the hall of the Golden Keep as the armored warrior made his way to the Primarch’s chambers, his face set in stone. When he arrived he was met by the towering form of Primarch Skybro of the Adeptus Offtopicus, who doubtlessly heard him coming. “Good evening, Chapter Master.” He said with a smile. “To what do I owe this unexpected but welcome visit?” Giant placed his arm on his chest in salute. He did not bow, for Skybro had insisted that in all forms except rank they were equals, so groveling was unnecessary. “I have come to hand in my resignation.” Giant said with some dejection. Skybro raised an eyebrow. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with this [i]Project Coliseum[/i] you keep mentioning, would it?” The exo gave a dim smile. “Perhaps.” Skybro gave a smile in return. “I know you would never do something like this without good reason. Very well. I accept your resignation. Would you prefer if I send you some of the Astartes to help?” The exo shook his head. “I think I will be able to see it through on my own.” He extended a hand. “Thank you for having me.” Skybro took it in a firm handshake. “It has been an honor and a pleasure serving with you, Giant.” “As it has with you,” the exo nodded. “I assume you have done the same with your position on the GAR?” “Correct. This quest requires my full attention.” “Then may the Emperor guide your efforts, former Chapter Master.” Skybro beamed. “The doors of the Golden Keep will always remain open to you as one of the Adeptus Offtopicus’ own.” Giant bowed his head, and turned to leave. “Good luck.” —————————————————— Giant’s Guantlet Fighter sliced through the dense clouds of Offtopic’s mountains. After some circling, it came to rest atop a peak overlooking the capital city of Offtopic. The exo walked out on the landing ramp and surveyed his new territory. “Perfect.” He said, gazing out across the valley to Offtopic. “I will start my operations here.” He reached onto his belt and took out a small rusted cylinder and held it up in his hand. The cylinder suddenly extended in a wave of amber flame, and materialized into the large frame of Giant’s Battleaxe. “Now the work begins.”