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"My favourite dreams of you still wash ashore
Scraping through my head 'till I don't want to sleep any more"
NIN
Last edited by Halie Satanus; June 28, 2007 at 07:38 AM.
"In you I count stars, In you I feel so pretty, In you I taste god, In you I feel so hungry".
Smashing Pumpkins
Last edited by Halie Satanus; June 28, 2007 at 07:45 AM.
"Immortal fear, that voice so clear,Through broken walls, that scream I hear".
G McMann
Last edited by Halie Satanus; June 28, 2007 at 08:01 AM.
"Her eyes, She's on the dark side, Neutralize every man in sight".
Massive Attack.
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I found a link to the old dev forum and stumbled across the original transcript for the in game chronicles.. This was unedited so please excuse the terrible grammar..
Origins of the Vampyre's.
A mighty nation once stood far to the east where a people known as the "Setis" lived, their land was rich in minerals and crops and the "Setis" culture based on trading with peoples across the sea, they were a peaceful nation though not weak, past attempted invasions had taught them their lands were prized and their ships a target for those who would bring war, but for many years war had not come calling.
Moloch, by any standards was young for a seat on the 'Grey council' which ruled over the people, at thirty four some believed him to full of ambition for a role which such intense thought and consideration, but a hunting accident had taken the life of his farther and Moloch being high born was next in line for the position.
Of the nine councillors all were equal save one, the 'Esure', he was highest of all the council positions and cast the deciding vote where a tie was reached, he also had command of all the "Setis" armies, it was a position of great power and one all the other coveted.
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Artantess had been the Esure for many years and his time was almost passed, the others sat in chambers and discussed who would be next in line and a clear favourite emerged, a man known as Ferminor. Once a rival of Moloch's farther Ferminor had been a general who had for many years kept the boarders of their nation safe from marauding barbarians who inhabited the lands of the north, He was popular with the people and would make a fine 'Esure', but Moloch had desires of his own and began to make plans to seize power.
Being high born Moloch had lived a privileged life but had not wasted it being pandered and spoilt, his farther had been a great warrior himself and had his son trained in many arts of a warrior, he had also sent his son travelling to far off lands and had tutors instruct the boy in all the sciences and cultures of many nations. Moloch was no ones fool and though quick to anger he had a keen mind for planning.
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Moloch called for his two greatest teachers, a grizzled old warrior from a tribe know as 'Ghostmen' who called himself 'Talos' and a young druid known as 'Etrigan', they spoke for many hours and devised a plot to assassinate Ferminor.
Ferminor was sure of his ascension to the highest seat on the council and knew that his life was about to become more complex then anything he had ever known, with this in mind he set out to the estate he kept near the coastal town of "To~She" for a period on rest, it was there that the future of the Setis nation was set on a course of violent destruction.
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The lights around the house were being doused one by one as Moloch lay in wait just beyond the walls, though he did not doubt the talents of Talos as a killer he wanted to kill Farminor himself, to see death in his rivals eyes, darkness engulfed the house and Moloch climbed the low wall and melted into the shadows.
He made his way through the gardens to the wall which faced the sea, the sound of the wave lapping the beach would help him as he began to scale the wall to the balconies of the first floor, he had watched the house for a number of days and was confident he knew where Farminor's bed chamber was, he slid over the balcony rail and through an open door.
The room was empty but a small candle light further down the hall revealed a shadow of a figure Moloch thought must be Farminor, though skilled in the art of stealth, Moloch could feel his blood rushing though his body and was eager to make his kill, he made his way down the hall towards the light, as silent as a cat hunting a mouse, his dagger held across his chest ready to cut his victims throat.
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Moloch stopped leaning as close to the wall as he could and peered into the gloom, there sitting in a high backed chair was Farminor, Moloch could not see his face but recognised the robe he wore, emblazoned with the crest of the high council, it was almost ten feet away but Moloch was sure he could cross the room and make his kill before his victim knew what was happening.
He took the first step and in that instant his life and the destiny of his people changed forever.
The room suddenly lit up and guards came rushing in though side doors and the far balcony, a sword at his throat before he had time to turn and flee, and then the voice of Farminor filled his head. "Stupid boy!, did you think a general of the north could be killed while sitting in a chair!", "did you not realise I've had you watched from the day you joined the council", "Take him to the dungeons".
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Moloch was lead down beneath the house and thrown into a cell, it was dark and void of any light save the candles where three guards sat at the end of a long corridor, Moloch sat and thought on what Farminor would do with him. "Probably nothing" a voice spoke from another cell, Moloch sat staring wide eyed at the darkness not understanding how his thoughts had been spoken out loud, "It's an old trick" the voice spoke again, "Etrigan?" said Moloch, "They came for me the night you left for here, Talos betrayed us", "he would not" Moloch replied, "he did", said Etrigan, "Now sleep", Molochs head had just begun to spin but at Etrigan's command his eyes became suddenly heavy and soon sleep washed over him.
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Moloch's eyes flew open, he was unsure how long he had been asleep but it was still dark in the dungeon, he looked over to the small window in the door and was surprised to see Etrigan's face peering in at him, "come now, wake up, there is much to do and the day guards will soon be here".
The door opened and Etrigan came in dragging the lifeless body of one of the guards with him, blood flowing from the throat of the body, "Ask yourself now, what price will you pay to be free of these walls", said Etrigan, a leering smile across his lips, "any that you would ask" Moloch replied", Etrigan laughed, "it will not be me doing the asking".
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Etrigan drained blood from the throat of the dead guard into a cup that he had taken from the guards station and then poured it on the ground in a circle around the two men, he then produced a small pouch from inside his shirt and began to sprinkle it's contents, which looked to Moloch as salt, over the top of the blood circle, as he did this Etrigan gave orders "stand still and keep your eyes closed, whatever is asked answer as simply as you can, do not open your eyes!", he then struck Moloch hards across the face, Moloch was shocked and almost struck back, "do not open your eyes" Etrigan said flatly.
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Etrigan began to speak, a slow murmur at first getting quicker as time passed, "Anál nathrach, orth’ bháis’s bethad, do chél dénmha" over and over the chant went until Moloch felt as though his mind was melting, and then suddenly it stopped, and silence washed though the tiny cell, "I am Láthspéll the Souleater, What is your will and what will you give?" a voice, not Etrigan's asked, no more than a whisper but clear as the birds in the morning, "Freedom form these walls and this land, our offering, the soul of this dead one before you and anything you ask of us".
There was silence for what felt like an age and then the voice spoke again, "Moloch, of you I will ask for servitude, One day you will rule over a great nation, a nation born of darkness and death, I shall give you this nation, I shall give you the means to rule this nation, but the people must worship me".
"Etrigan, I shall ask of you the life of a child, when I do you shall give me this child without question".
Moloch's mind spun with questions but a burning feeling on his cheek kept his mouth closed, again silence flowed through the cell, and Moloch was about to open his eyes when he was suddenly gripped by the shoulders in powerful hands and lifted from the ground, then to his utter surprise he was bitten hard in the throat, slowly he felt life slipping away as his body began to lose all feeling his mind drifting into the darkness of death, but that was not to be his end, suddenly life came rushing back, not as before but more powerful, almost to much for his body to handle, pure power flowed though him a strength he had never know before coursed though his veins.
And then he fell to the floor and fell into a deep sleep.
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When Moloch awoke he was no longer in the cell beneath Farminor's house, in fact he was no longer in the lands of the "Setis", "We are far from there" said Etrigan who was putting more wood on a fire, "Where?" replied Moloch, "This I can not say, but we are far, perhaps in another country, perhaps further than any we know of", Both cursed by Láthspéll, I to wander waiting for him to ask for a debt to paid, you as Vampyre, the first of your kind, though I doubt the last.
For many years the two wandered the new lands, sometimes coming into contact with the primative tribes that lived there, the Terani and the Subai, but for the most part alone, until one night while sitting in a tavern trying not to draw attention to themselves they overheard a man speaking of a war in a far off nation, a war between barbarians and a people called the "Setis"
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"I must go back" said Moloch, "why do you seek death?, war or not your name will not be forgotten" Etrigan replied, "It is what he wants, that is my destiny", Moloch said, Etrigan did not question further, "it is not mine, so here we part".
Moloch set off that night, he did not say farewell to his friend, for although Etrigan had saved his life he had no thanks for the new one he had been given.
It took almost three years for Moloch to reach the shores of his old home and much had changed, the land along the coast which had once been rich and fertile was now dyeing, the towns and villages burned, the people gone. He set off towards To~She and all along the way he saw only death and destruction, a few times roaming bands of barbarians crossed his path and Moloch watched and waited until darkness when his strength flowed to kill them and to feed.
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To~She was under siege, thousands of barbarians encircled the city and the coast was swarming with their ships, it looked as though they had been there for some years and the invading force had become more of a settlement outside the walls, Moloch waited until just before dawn and passed through the invaders unnoticed as if a ghost.
He made his way to the great crucible house where the council had always met to discuss the affairs of the nation, few guards were posted and none noticed the lone figure as he walked up the steps and slipped inside, there he made his way to the balconies above the council chamber where sometimes the public had been allowed to watch the council as they spoke or presided of criminal cases, once there he made himself comfortable and closed his eyes to sleep.
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It was late afternoon when sounds from below awoke him, the councillors including Farminor entered and with them followed a small procession of soldiers, bodyguards had never previously been allowed into the chamber but in these times it was to be expected, Moloch waited as the council began the order of the day, listening to reports of the food and water stores and of how soldiers had repelled the usual attacks on the walls in the previous night.
Moloch waited until the councils was about to leave. He leaped over the balcony and landed in the centre of the circular chamber, the ground almost cracking under his boots as they crashed herd down on the floor, for a few moments no one moved, then quickly the guards began to rush towards him, some exclaiming "assassin!" as they drew their swords, Moloch drew his own sword, a long curved blade which he wielded with great ease and efficiency and soon a dozen guards lay dead at his feet.
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Moloch walked strait towards Farminor and with one quick movement beheaded the councillor, the other still shocked at the speed of events believed their own deaths to be moments away but Moloch did not move towards them. "I will need councillors, wise rulers, men who know this land, for that reason and that that reason alone you shall all, live, beyond this day", a strange smile crossed his lips as he said live, but this was not noticed by the councillors who had only heard that they would not die at the hands of this strange creature.
He spoke for many hours and told them of his plans for their nation how he would rule and make them greater than they had ever been before, the councillors listened to his ravings while all the time wondering how he proposed to do all these things while a barbarian horde of thirty thousand warriors lay siege to the city, then when he had finished speaking one asked what they'd all had in mind.
The strange smile again crossed Molochs lips as he stood and walked towards the councillors, but this time they did notice, not only his smile but the length of his teeth as he said, "I'll show you".
Origins of the Vampyre's.
A mighty nation once stood far to the east where a people known as the "Setis" lived, their land was rich in minerals and crops and the "Setis" culture based on trading with peoples across the sea, they were a peaceful nation though not weak, past attempted invasions had taught them their lands were prized and their ships a target for those who would bring war, but for many years war had not come calling.
Moloch, by any standards was young for a seat on the 'Grey council' which ruled over the people, at thirty four some believed him to full of ambition for a role which such intense thought and consideration, but a hunting accident had taken the life of his farther and Moloch being high born was next in line for the position.
Of the nine councillors all were equal save one, the 'Esure', he was highest of all the council positions and cast the deciding vote where a tie was reached, he also had command of all the "Setis" armies, it was a position of great power and one all the other coveted.
******************
Artantess had been the Esure for many years and his time was almost passed, the others sat in chambers and discussed who would be next in line and a clear favourite emerged, a man known as Ferminor. Once a rival of Moloch's farther Ferminor had been a general who had for many years kept the boarders of their nation safe from marauding barbarians who inhabited the lands of the north, He was popular with the people and would make a fine 'Esure', but Moloch had desires of his own and began to make plans to seize power.
Being high born Moloch had lived a privileged life but had not wasted it being pandered and spoilt, his farther had been a great warrior himself and had his son trained in many arts of a warrior, he had also sent his son travelling to far off lands and had tutors instruct the boy in all the sciences and cultures of many nations. Moloch was no ones fool and though quick to anger he had a keen mind for planning.
*************************
Moloch called for his two greatest teachers, a grizzled old warrior from a tribe know as 'Ghostmen' who called himself 'Talos' and a young druid known as 'Etrigan', they spoke for many hours and devised a plot to assassinate Ferminor.
Ferminor was sure of his ascension to the highest seat on the council and knew that his life was about to become more complex then anything he had ever known, with this in mind he set out to the estate he kept near the coastal town of "To~She" for a period on rest, it was there that the future of the Setis nation was set on a course of violent destruction.
**************************
The lights around the house were being doused one by one as Moloch lay in wait just beyond the walls, though he did not doubt the talents of Talos as a killer he wanted to kill Farminor himself, to see death in his rivals eyes, darkness engulfed the house and Moloch climbed the low wall and melted into the shadows.
He made his way through the gardens to the wall which faced the sea, the sound of the wave lapping the beach would help him as he began to scale the wall to the balconies of the first floor, he had watched the house for a number of days and was confident he knew where Farminor's bed chamber was, he slid over the balcony rail and through an open door.
The room was empty but a small candle light further down the hall revealed a shadow of a figure Moloch thought must be Farminor, though skilled in the art of stealth, Moloch could feel his blood rushing though his body and was eager to make his kill, he made his way down the hall towards the light, as silent as a cat hunting a mouse, his dagger held across his chest ready to cut his victims throat.
***************************************
Moloch stopped leaning as close to the wall as he could and peered into the gloom, there sitting in a high backed chair was Farminor, Moloch could not see his face but recognised the robe he wore, emblazoned with the crest of the high council, it was almost ten feet away but Moloch was sure he could cross the room and make his kill before his victim knew what was happening.
He took the first step and in that instant his life and the destiny of his people changed forever.
The room suddenly lit up and guards came rushing in though side doors and the far balcony, a sword at his throat before he had time to turn and flee, and then the voice of Farminor filled his head. "Stupid boy!, did you think a general of the north could be killed while sitting in a chair!", "did you not realise I've had you watched from the day you joined the council", "Take him to the dungeons".
**************************
Moloch was lead down beneath the house and thrown into a cell, it was dark and void of any light save the candles where three guards sat at the end of a long corridor, Moloch sat and thought on what Farminor would do with him. "Probably nothing" a voice spoke from another cell, Moloch sat staring wide eyed at the darkness not understanding how his thoughts had been spoken out loud, "It's an old trick" the voice spoke again, "Etrigan?" said Moloch, "They came for me the night you left for here, Talos betrayed us", "he would not" Moloch replied, "he did", said Etrigan, "Now sleep", Molochs head had just begun to spin but at Etrigan's command his eyes became suddenly heavy and soon sleep washed over him.
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Moloch's eyes flew open, he was unsure how long he had been asleep but it was still dark in the dungeon, he looked over to the small window in the door and was surprised to see Etrigan's face peering in at him, "come now, wake up, there is much to do and the day guards will soon be here".
The door opened and Etrigan came in dragging the lifeless body of one of the guards with him, blood flowing from the throat of the body, "Ask yourself now, what price will you pay to be free of these walls", said Etrigan, a leering smile across his lips, "any that you would ask" Moloch replied", Etrigan laughed, "it will not be me doing the asking".
**********************************
Etrigan drained blood from the throat of the dead guard into a cup that he had taken from the guards station and then poured it on the ground in a circle around the two men, he then produced a small pouch from inside his shirt and began to sprinkle it's contents, which looked to Moloch as salt, over the top of the blood circle, as he did this Etrigan gave orders "stand still and keep your eyes closed, whatever is asked answer as simply as you can, do not open your eyes!", he then struck Moloch hards across the face, Moloch was shocked and almost struck back, "do not open your eyes" Etrigan said flatly.
*************************
Etrigan began to speak, a slow murmur at first getting quicker as time passed, "Anál nathrach, orth’ bháis’s bethad, do chél dénmha" over and over the chant went until Moloch felt as though his mind was melting, and then suddenly it stopped, and silence washed though the tiny cell, "I am Láthspéll the Souleater, What is your will and what will you give?" a voice, not Etrigan's asked, no more than a whisper but clear as the birds in the morning, "Freedom form these walls and this land, our offering, the soul of this dead one before you and anything you ask of us".
There was silence for what felt like an age and then the voice spoke again, "Moloch, of you I will ask for servitude, One day you will rule over a great nation, a nation born of darkness and death, I shall give you this nation, I shall give you the means to rule this nation, but the people must worship me".
"Etrigan, I shall ask of you the life of a child, when I do you shall give me this child without question".
Moloch's mind spun with questions but a burning feeling on his cheek kept his mouth closed, again silence flowed through the cell, and Moloch was about to open his eyes when he was suddenly gripped by the shoulders in powerful hands and lifted from the ground, then to his utter surprise he was bitten hard in the throat, slowly he felt life slipping away as his body began to lose all feeling his mind drifting into the darkness of death, but that was not to be his end, suddenly life came rushing back, not as before but more powerful, almost to much for his body to handle, pure power flowed though him a strength he had never know before coursed though his veins.
And then he fell to the floor and fell into a deep sleep.
****************************
When Moloch awoke he was no longer in the cell beneath Farminor's house, in fact he was no longer in the lands of the "Setis", "We are far from there" said Etrigan who was putting more wood on a fire, "Where?" replied Moloch, "This I can not say, but we are far, perhaps in another country, perhaps further than any we know of", Both cursed by Láthspéll, I to wander waiting for him to ask for a debt to paid, you as Vampyre, the first of your kind, though I doubt the last.
For many years the two wandered the new lands, sometimes coming into contact with the primative tribes that lived there, the Terani and the Subai, but for the most part alone, until one night while sitting in a tavern trying not to draw attention to themselves they overheard a man speaking of a war in a far off nation, a war between barbarians and a people called the "Setis"
***************************
"I must go back" said Moloch, "why do you seek death?, war or not your name will not be forgotten" Etrigan replied, "It is what he wants, that is my destiny", Moloch said, Etrigan did not question further, "it is not mine, so here we part".
Moloch set off that night, he did not say farewell to his friend, for although Etrigan had saved his life he had no thanks for the new one he had been given.
It took almost three years for Moloch to reach the shores of his old home and much had changed, the land along the coast which had once been rich and fertile was now dyeing, the towns and villages burned, the people gone. He set off towards To~She and all along the way he saw only death and destruction, a few times roaming bands of barbarians crossed his path and Moloch watched and waited until darkness when his strength flowed to kill them and to feed.
***************************
To~She was under siege, thousands of barbarians encircled the city and the coast was swarming with their ships, it looked as though they had been there for some years and the invading force had become more of a settlement outside the walls, Moloch waited until just before dawn and passed through the invaders unnoticed as if a ghost.
He made his way to the great crucible house where the council had always met to discuss the affairs of the nation, few guards were posted and none noticed the lone figure as he walked up the steps and slipped inside, there he made his way to the balconies above the council chamber where sometimes the public had been allowed to watch the council as they spoke or presided of criminal cases, once there he made himself comfortable and closed his eyes to sleep.
***************************
It was late afternoon when sounds from below awoke him, the councillors including Farminor entered and with them followed a small procession of soldiers, bodyguards had never previously been allowed into the chamber but in these times it was to be expected, Moloch waited as the council began the order of the day, listening to reports of the food and water stores and of how soldiers had repelled the usual attacks on the walls in the previous night.
Moloch waited until the councils was about to leave. He leaped over the balcony and landed in the centre of the circular chamber, the ground almost cracking under his boots as they crashed herd down on the floor, for a few moments no one moved, then quickly the guards began to rush towards him, some exclaiming "assassin!" as they drew their swords, Moloch drew his own sword, a long curved blade which he wielded with great ease and efficiency and soon a dozen guards lay dead at his feet.
***************************
Moloch walked strait towards Farminor and with one quick movement beheaded the councillor, the other still shocked at the speed of events believed their own deaths to be moments away but Moloch did not move towards them. "I will need councillors, wise rulers, men who know this land, for that reason and that that reason alone you shall all, live, beyond this day", a strange smile crossed his lips as he said live, but this was not noticed by the councillors who had only heard that they would not die at the hands of this strange creature.
He spoke for many hours and told them of his plans for their nation how he would rule and make them greater than they had ever been before, the councillors listened to his ravings while all the time wondering how he proposed to do all these things while a barbarian horde of thirty thousand warriors lay siege to the city, then when he had finished speaking one asked what they'd all had in mind.
The strange smile again crossed Molochs lips as he stood and walked towards the councillors, but this time they did notice, not only his smile but the length of his teeth as he said, "I'll show you".
Last edited by Halie Satanus; February 11, 2011 at 06:27 AM.
i enjoyed them, very good read.
so when will this mod be released, im very interested now.
Not for awhile yet, but while your waiting, have you played End of Days1 ??...so when will this mod be released
just started last nite.
tell me what happens now that i have LUCIFER INCARNATE ?
and is there any more to the story above...
Last edited by Halie Satanus; July 03, 2007 at 04:35 AM.
Well Lucifer Incarnate is a very powerful general and will prove very useful in the war your going to find yourself fighting against Islam, and believe me your going to need him...The story, no there isn't any more at this time, but the mod will be the next chapter, that's for the player to write....
thank you for your prompt reply.
one more question if i may,
why the 2 different campaigns, is it scripted differently?
I was a Roma Surrectum 2.0 Beta Tester
Total War Veteran
To try not to confuse everyone else too.... much, following answer is about End of Days I !
Neither campaign is technically scripted, but a few things are changed in the Satanae Campaign to make it a bit more difficult for the human player to play the Satanae (In the main campaign they are meant to be the main opposition force, so are quite strong and would be too easy to play). When you play the Satanae Campaign as the Satanae although your units look the same as in main campaign they have slightly lower stats and higher costs, so the change in difficulty isn't just determined by the starting position on the map, but should affect you throughout the game.
We are looking at a similar system for EODII where you would play the campaign that was specifically tweaked to make life a little more difficult for the faction you're playing. I know that can also be done with scripting but neither of us are that keen on the having to re-load a script every time you re-load game (scripting can also add a whole new element of possible bugs )
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thank you.
that makes sense.
I was a Roma Surrectum 2.0 Beta Tester
Total War Veteran
that story was great!
Glad you liked it, there's more of the historical background within the mod itself..
This is forsure one of the best Novels/short story i have ever read! And It has All been inspirated by a tiny pice of an Film! (underworld)
You should if you havent done it yet secure the Copyrights of this story! And If I was an editor (or whatever the people who produces books) Id pay Lots of money for the script.. so if I were MGM or Disney (lol) for the movie rights
Valfore, eh? I seem to remember him from somewhere
The opposite of a correct statement is a false statement. But the opposite of a profound truth may well be another profound truth. ~Niels Bohr
No matter how hard you try, you cannot outwit stupid people. ~Anonymous
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I picked that name out of the air, (I think). :hmmm:
The opposite of a correct statement is a false statement. But the opposite of a profound truth may well be another profound truth. ~Niels Bohr
No matter how hard you try, you cannot outwit stupid people. ~Anonymous
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The Official RTW Screenshot Competition.
Ah yeh, Mak pointed out to me that he was in EOD as well.