>"Daddy do you have to go? Can't you stay?"
>"Daddy has to go and deal with a small thing. I'll be back in time to walk you into you first day of school with mommy."
>Three days later a knock on the door is heard. The mother opens the door to see a member of the Commisart standing there holding a Commissar Cap.
>"Are you the wife of Commissar Ludson?"
>"Yes I am. What's the matter?"
>"I'm so sorry ma'am. He died in the field of battle this afternoon against a band of heretics,"
>Mother sinks to her knees. Daughter walks around the corner.
>"Mommy where's daddy?"
>The Commissar hands the child the Cap.
>"I'm sorry."
>>54168219
>"SORRY FOR WHAT YOU FUCKING HERETIC, DADDY DIED FIGHTING THE ENEMIES OF THE EMPRAH! GLORY TO THE FIRST MAN TO DIE! GLORY TO THE FIRST MAN TO DIE! GLOORRRYYY TO THE FIRST MAN TOO DIEEEEE"
>>54168255
Im reminded of Maes Hughes for some reason.
>>54168219
>three days travel time
>in 40k
Where the fuck are the heretics, next town over?
>>54168447
I guess. Seems to be about the only way.