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30k. Great Crusade time. All Primarchs, Emps, and Malcador somehow in a DnD setting.
They help a guy get something for his wife. When they return, they guy says he never had a wife. None of the townsfolk seem to remember him having a wife, and believe he's been single for years.
The Primarchs are confused and holding Konrad and Angron back fromusing their method of getting answers.
Emps and Malcador go pale.
They've been around long enough for DnD.
They know what the fuck is happening.
They know instantly what the fuck is about to go down.
They take the Primarchs and nope right out of that town because ABSOLUTELY THE FUCK NOT. NO THANK YOU.