Gahtren wanted to see Meduz 'Ra'ashai if he never left the Forerunner sanctum where he got fat. Somehow the Forerunner tech made him human burgers in fast-food containers and he also has wooden furniture to sit on (he is sitting on three chairs, what a fatty).

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Gahtren wrote the following story:

Meduz Ra'ashai sat in the Sanctum, stuffing his mandibles with its provided food. It's how he could sustain himself, even as he ballooned to a great degree in the time that had passed. His grey bulk mostly took up the seat, threatening to reach either side.

The food kept coming, brought over by the automated caretakers. Being a Blademaster of the Silent Shadow was impossible now, not with a stomach that poured underneath the table. A huge lump of sagging flesh that was getting filled with delicious food. He had outgrown his armor and was left naked.

He could care less about the comments from the other outcasts stuck in here. His honor had already been shot when he failed to properly wield the energy sword within his sausage-sized fingers. They were mostly good for grabbing another piece of food and pushing it between his chubby mandibles.

At least eating passed the time. He lost track of how much food he consumed. Ra'ashai would eat until he was stuffed to the brim and on the verge of passing out from a food coma.

Even if help did come, he wouldn't bother putting up a fight. He had grown lethargic in his time here.

A Silent Shadow no more. He released a belch to signify he had opened up some space to eat another burger.