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Zoë: You never heard of Reavers? Simon: Uh, campfire stories - men gone savage on the edge of space, killing... Zoë: They're not stories. Simon: What happens if they board us? Zoë: If they take the ship, they'll rape us to death, eat our flesh and sew our skins into their clothing. And if we're very, very lucky, they'll do it in that order. | (https://rpg-world.org/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fs14.directupload.net%2Fimages%2F140819%2F9ngoghnx.jpg&hash=3eb30a079b7e14da0e81f90a1e421acdb72db986) |