You navigate carefully though the warren of The Marketplace looking for the building described to you. It was just west of the hangar, but it is hard to tell which direction is which with all the buildings crowding one another so closely, and carts, kiosks, and wagons cluttering what walking space there is. You even see three or four platforms floating above you, advertising their wares and pointing towards their shops with animated signs.
Eventually you reach the building. No larger than a single door but with the name quite obviously displayed floating above it “The Outlaw Guild.” You notice a hand print scanner proudly displayed in the middle of the door.
It-Tu confidently placed his hand on the scanner.
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OOC: Is unexciting, I know.
It-Tu BorudeyR
Creature - Amiox W: It-Tu Borudey can block an additional creature this turn.
2/1
Location: Carbon Sparks: 1000 Inventory: ~ Profession: Outlaw Experience: 0/25 Mana: RRRRR Perks: Peacekeeper's Pistol > Whenever It-Tu Borudey blocks or becomes blocked, deals 1 damage to that creature.
Current Goals: Learn more about the mysterious metal disc.
"Now is not the time to be hungry. If you listen to what they have to say, they may let us go. But I cannot guarantee our safety. Only IT can. The "Scion Marking." It is an emblem of my people long lost to time, perhaps."
Ishan intrudes. "No Ashnar. Do not say such things to this...monster. It does not deserve our respect, regardless of the situation. We must find IT however trapped we are. Perhaps even it is here."
"How would you know, Ishan? Last I heard about IT was 200 years ago from it's safekeeper, N'Zak. N'Zak said it only exists as a fragment of it's safekeeper/wielder's imagination. All we know is IT's presence and that we require it's power." Ashnar concludes, sitting patiently at the desk while continuing to observe Xajit's movements and actions.
Ashnar Veizan B
Creature - Daligan
Sacrifice a creature: put target card from your graveyard on top of your library.
1/1
Location: The Deep
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 3/25
Mana: BBBB
Perks: Shadow Cloaking > Cannot be blocked except by creatures with intimidate or hexproof..
The couple look at one another, then begin to shout at each other in a language you do not understand... Well you assume it's a language. There is a large amount of buzzing and hissing and jerky arm waving. Though they are obviously agitated in some form, the larger one begins to push the cart the way they came.
Downtown is before you, the Market behind you.
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Alexis Robertson
The kiosk owner appears to be human, though a very twitchy one. He smiles broadly as you approach, and while his smile stays firm the color drains from his face at the firmness of your voice.
"Of....course. Sure! Yes!" He says and opens a side panel of his kiosk. There are about a dozen metallic spheres stowed away. He selects one and then begins punching in a series of numbers on a keypad on the sphere. The sphere begins to hum and comes to life. It whizzes into the air and begins to circle you quickly, a light green beam scanning you from head to toe.
"Good luck today. I've already done a dozen! I haven't had this many scans in any two week period." the man says conversationally, watching a screen on his kiosk as his probe gets to work.
"The scan of course, is free. I will describe any problems and can give you a readout. Any repairs...." he seems to deflate as he watches the scanner.
"No mechanical problems... starting on a software scan. What exactly are you expecting to find?"
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Karnac
You weave your way through The Marketplace quickly and straight into Downtown. No longer weaving through the chaotic pathetic excuse for streets in the Marketplace you pick up your pace. While walking briskly you hear a soft "click...click..." from behind. It could be anything Downtown though, tourists recording vids, a constructed being simply walking, or the sound of an outdoor gambling hovel even. What really disturbs you is how regular it is. In your experience there's only two things that keep pace that regularly, something military or machine.
The thought that it was an innocent effect of the neighboring commotion was easily dispelled as you make it to The Burbs and it is still clicking... The Burbs were quiet as they usually are, the clicking was the same volume as before. Up ahead you see a large and imposing tower. It is easily a block wide and reaches all the way to the top of the station where it meets the ceiling. It's Marshall HQ.
HQ in front of you, where someone really wants you, and that wretched clicking behind...
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Ava'Aris II
"Oh, Vorvadoss always has something going on." The woman says cheerfully. "The streets are quite safe if that is what you were worried about." She dodged around the outer edge of the crowd and waved you through an unmanned customs gate and began to head into The Marketplace. In only a few strides the customs offices were obscured by the foot traffic behind you and the woman pulled a datapad from a small pocket.
"This is a map of The Marketplace, it is updated hourly as things change. There are two buildings marked out. The Hall of the Diplomats is there" as she gestured to a spot in the air, the datapad sprung to life and displayed a holographic image of the station, two of the buildings were blinking softly "...more importantly, my Enclave is here." she gestured to the other building before handing over the datapad.
"You may make yourself at home with the Diplomats, begin whatever negotiations your people need, establish whatever networking you may wish with other representatives of different species and the like." She gestured dismissively as she spoke "Truly, I do not mean to be rude, I was just never gifted in politics, so I find it hard to put much credence in that work. Whenever you may wish though, I would like to speak with you in my Enclave about the Science of Magic and a source of True Runes. I believe one of your race may find that more entertaining. At this time though, I need to head on other business. Good day, your grace."
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Xajit and Ashnar
((OOC: You can always add to/expand the back story of yourself and your planet. Now whether or not the legends of your people are true or obtainable is another story altogether))
One of the metal walls slid open and a yellow and blue quadruped walked in. It strode on bare pads but it wore what seemed to be a set of robes over it's haunches that stopped right before it reached it's ankles. On his chest was a badge which read "Col. Rikk'sx." Paw to head it was only one meter tall, but it's face was stern and angry, and it's muscles were flexing beneath the robes. There were cybernetic implants around it's eyes and down over it's jaw. Col. Rikk'sx stopped in front of them and the door slid shut behind him.
"So, you think you can waltz into MY station and just kill anything you want, arrogant Daligan?" it almost growled towards Ashnar before turning to face Xajit "We are not going to harm you, we just need to question you." he tilted his head in the direction of the former chair "if you are that hungry we can even feed you. What ARE you anyway?"
Hahahaha! That is perfect! Ishan cackled inside of Ashnar's head. For the first time in a long time, Ashnar felt his mental space go completely quiet.
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Ss'ksms CfssR
Creature - Theriva
Red instant and sorceries you cast cost 1 less to cast this turn if you have already cast a red spell this turn.
1/1
Location: Plasma Sparks: 1000 Inventory: ~ Profession: Treasure Hunter Experience: 0/25 Mana: RRRRRR Perks: Flamebreak Corona > R: Deal x damage to target creature or player, where X is equal to Ss'ksms Cfss's power.
((Interesting factoid, Plasma Alcove is the temperature of evaporated Tungsten which is only a little cooler than an older dwarf star so you should find it quite nice xP))
To: SS'ksms_Cfss.Theriva.Acolyte@TH.gov
From: [email]Ellisande.HeadClerk@TH.gov[/email]
Many of your kind are curious, are you?
You are the first to come to my corner of the Galaxy without stated political motives.
I sped up your application into the Treasure Hunters.
I wish to speak to you whenever you make it to Vorvadoss.
It will be via holo, I have no interest in visiting Plasma at this time.
Meeting purpose, infinite energy source
It was exactly four minutes after you first got your official Treasure Hunter mailing address that this message, from the head of the Enclave itself arrived in the inbox. You clear the message from the shipboard computer you are facing and turn towards the shuttle's exit and make your way into Vorvadoss. You make it through customs quickly and without incident and are standing in The Marketplace on Plasma.
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Unpronounceable
Lt. Grolk sighs quite audibly and begins to pace. "I don't need any political answers! I'm not trying to accuse you or yours of anything. There is... pressure from above to be suspicious of your race, but trust me I don't care. Your people are dead, and so are mine. I just want to know why. If there are any tests or studies you could run on the corpses of your people that we haven't already I would be deeply grateful. I can get you to the planet in a day or so. What all do you need?"
((OOC: Feel free to give him a list and leave/explore if you wish, or you can keep asking him questions))
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It-Tu
((OOC: Sorry, I'm still trying to find the balance of how far to advance each story w/ each update. I don't want to take away your room to explore/change plans but I also am trying to keep it so you feel each of your posts are meaningful >< ))
The scanner glows a soft red and three metallic bands extend from it's base and wrap around your hand. Three small shapes appear beneath the skin on your upper arm and begin to move down towards your hand. They are the droids which identify your membership, implanted when you joined. They move from the back of your arm to your palm and tear open your flesh. Between the encrypted passes each droid holds, your genetic data, and heat signature you are recognized. Your hand is released and you remove your already healing hand.
The doorway to the guild opens to a steep downward staircase. The landing of the staircase opens to what seems to be the lobby of a hotel, but you've seen it before and know better. The reception desk in front of you has a bored looking attendant idly playing with a blaster. Behind the desk and to the left is a long hallway that holds various offices for organizing teams for different jobs. The true heart of information though is to your right, in a large tavern.
You can ask the attendant for information about the different offices or take you chances with people in the tavern.
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((OOC: I've been considering posting a small TL;DR game update of each character at the end of my updates to make it easier for different characters to know what is going on around them if they so wish to branch into different stories/happenings. This is the first one. If you guys think it's useful let me know and I'll keep it up! ))
Vorvadoss
Plasma: Ss'ksms Cfss just arrived, is in the Marketplace. May or may not be heading to Enclave of Treasure Hunters.
The Deep: Ashnar and Xajit are currently underneath the Officer Office being interrogated for Ashnar murdering a random alien.
Carbon: It-Tu is about to enter The Outlaw Guild so currently in Downtown (entertainment area). Unpronounceable is in an office of the Officer Office speaking about murders on a diff planet. Ava'Aris II is in the Marketplace after getting a map to Diplomat Hall/Treasure Hunter Enclave. Karnac is technically in The Burbs but is near the Officer Offices heading to the building next to where Unpronounceable is in. Alexis Robertson is frantically being scanned in The Marketplace near the customs offices, in plain view of Ava'aris and vice versa. Zarzo Icefang is between Downtown and The Marketplace having just fended off some over eager gun merchants, seeking out information about a hunter competition.
"...how, curious." She noted the atmosphere of the Plasma. "It is.... cool?" she pondered a moment before laughing lightly at the odd feeling. "I suppose I should meet with this being," she decided, observing the wares of the stalls about her as she made her way to the Enclave, well, she was quite sure of her direction after asking the security personnel.
Ss'Ksms CfssR
Creature - Theriva
Red instant and sorceries you cast cost 1 less to cast this turn if you have already cast a red spell this turn.
1/1
Location: Plasma
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRRR
Perks: Flamebreak Corona >r: Deal x damage to target creature or player, where X is equal to Ss'ksms Cfss's power.
Alexis Robertson 1
Artifact Creature - Mercenary Construct
At the begging of each combat, flip a coin. If the coin comes up heads, Alexis Robertson gains provoke until end of turn. If the coin comes up tails, Alexis Robertson gains defender until end of turn.
2/1
((OOC: Note. Just because you don't breathe doesn't mean you can survive in those temperatures. Since you were once human I'm placing you in Carbon. Just don't expect to be able to head to Plamsa/The Deep without protection and being able to live))
The kiosk owner appears to be human, though a very twitchy one. He smiles broadly as you approach, and while his smile stays firm the color drains from his face at the firmness of your voice.
"Of....course. Sure! Yes!" He says and opens a side panel of his kiosk. There are about a dozen metallic spheres stowed away. He selects one and then begins punching in a series of numbers on a keypad on the sphere. The sphere begins to hum and comes to life. It whizzes into the air and begins to circle you quickly, a light green beam scanning you from head to toe.
"Good luck today. I've already done a dozen! I haven't had this many scans in any two week period." the man says conversationally, watching a screen on his kiosk as his probe gets to work.
"The scan of course, is free. I will describe any problems and can give you a readout. Any repairs...." he seems to deflate as he watches the scanner.
"No mechanical problems... starting on a software scan. What exactly are you expecting to find?"
A piece of Phantom Data, something that looks like a message but without a standard method of delivery The Tin Man stares intently at the diagnostician.
Private Mod Note
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"Darius?"
"Yea?"
"There's a Goblin sneaking up behind you."
"So?"
"Just Sayin"
Amazing Leathermime Gaymer
Knefriteri Bahushi
Creature - Uhailu Advisor Assassin
When Knefriteri Bahusi enters the battlefield, exile target player's graveyard unless he or she pays
1/1
Gold: 10
Inventory: Aristocrat's Facade
Traits: Legal Boundaries (+1.5 on rolls involving deception)
Ills:
Experience: 5/20
Mana::symwb::sym2w::symub:
The scanner glows a soft red and three metallic bands extend from it's base and wrap around your hand. Three small shapes appear beneath the skin on your upper arm and begin to move down towards your hand. They are the droids which identify your membership, implanted when you joined. They move from the back of your arm to your palm and tear open your flesh. Between the encrypted passes each droid holds, your genetic data, and heat signature you are recognized. Your hand is released and you remove your already healing hand.
The doorway to the guild opens to a steep downward staircase. The landing of the staircase opens to what seems to be the lobby of a hotel, but you've seen it before and know better. The reception desk in front of you has a bored looking attendant idly playing with a blaster. Behind the desk and to the left is a long hallway that holds various offices for organizing teams for different jobs. The true heart of information though is to your right, in a large tavern.
You can ask the attendant for information about the different offices or take you chances with people in the tavern.
It-Tu rubbed his palm as he walked down the steps of the Outlaw Guild entrance. When he reached the lobby, he eyed the two choices that lay before him. The time to join a mission team would hopefully be soon, if he could find one that would lead somewhere he wanted to go. But for the moment, he needed information, and that meant the tavern.
He walked into the crowded, smoky room and grabbed the only table he could find, a small one near the entrance to the kitchen. The smell wasn't great, but the view was clear. Information was as good as gold in here, and to get the knowledge he needed would most likely cost It-Tu a decent-sized favor in response...unless he picked the right target. Namely, someone drunk enough to accidentally let slip some info, or at least to let buying the next round qualify as a big enough favor.
It-Tu called the barmaid over and scanned the room for a mark.
It-Tu BorudeyR
Creature - Amiox W: It-Tu Borudey can block an additional creature this turn.
2/1
Location: Carbon Sparks: 1000 Inventory: ~ Profession: Outlaw Experience: 0/25 Mana: RRRRR Perks: Peacekeeper's Pistol > Whenever It-Tu Borudey blocks or becomes blocked, deals 1 damage to that creature.
Current Goals: Learn more about the mysterious metal disc.
"Col. Rikk'sx, I believe we have not met. I am Ishan the First of the proud Daliga race. You do not seem like the type to want to come to an arrangement, and that is indeed a shame. Ashnar is not here right now and it would be in your best interest to get the **** out of my way and let me leave or else face judgment on behalf of the entire Daligan race. You seem quite interested in my race as well, so let me tell you this. The Daligan only seek IT and you are currently in my way."
Ishan then pauses for a second and looks towards Xajit and sends him a telepathic message: "If you help me leave by assisting in killing Col. Rikk'sx, I will let you have his living flesh to feast upon. You must be very hungry."
Ishan then takes off Ashnar's cloak entirely, revealing a cataclysmic body of red lightning and pitch-black shadow, a shadow darker than the light around it, and thus makes Ishan appear much more imposing than he actually is, in comparison to Rikk'sx's. He raises one arm and the shadow that makes up his arm bulges and extends towards Rikk'sx.
"Let me show you what it is like to face a God."
((OOC: Ishan/Ashnar is waiting for Rikk'sx to initiate an attack. I want to get his stats and abilities first.))
Ashnar Veizan B
Creature - Daligan
Sacrifice a creature: Put target card from your graveyard on top of your library.
1/1
Location: The Deep
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 3/25
Mana: BBBB
Perks: Shadow Cloaking > Cannot be blocked except by creatures with intimidate or hexproof.
You weave your way through The Marketplace quickly and straight into Downtown. No longer weaving through the chaotic pathetic excuse for streets in the Marketplace you pick up your pace. While walking briskly you hear a soft "click...click..." from behind. It could be anything Downtown though, tourists recording vids, a constructed being simply walking, or the sound of an outdoor gambling hovel even. What really disturbs you is how regular it is. In your experience there's only two things that keep pace that regularly, something military or machine.
The thought that it was an innocent effect of the neighboring commotion was easily dispelled as you make it to The Burbs and it is still clicking... The Burbs were quiet as they usually are, the clicking was the same volume as before. Up ahead you see a large and imposing tower. It is easily a block wide and reaches all the way to the top of the station where it meets the ceiling. It's Marshall HQ.
HQ in front of you, where someone really wants you, and that wretched clicking behind...
tick....tick....tick...tick
Karnac had been aware of that ticking since the marketplace, but only now as he walked casually but firmly forward, was he concerned. Mlitary or machine, which ever it was, it was following him. As he rounded another corner and saw the Marshall HQ looming ahead of him, he decided to end this taking a few more steps toward the building before saying " I don't particularly like being followed." whirling around to face his follower, prepared to attack if necessary.
"Oh, Vorvadoss always has something going on." The woman says cheerfully. "The streets are quite safe if that is what you were worried about." She dodged around the outer edge of the crowd and waved you through an unmanned customs gate and began to head into The Marketplace. In only a few strides the customs offices were obscured by the foot traffic behind you and the woman pulled a datapad from a small pocket.
"This is a map of The Marketplace, it is updated hourly as things change. There are two buildings marked out. The Hall of the Diplomats is there" as she gestured to a spot in the air, the datapad sprung to life and displayed a holographic image of the station, two of the buildings were blinking softly "...more importantly, my Enclave is here." she gestured to the other building before handing over the datapad.
"You may make yourself at home with the Diplomats, begin whatever negotiations your people need, establish whatever networking you may wish with other representatives of different species and the like." She gestured dismissively as she spoke "Truly, I do not mean to be rude, I was just never gifted in politics, so I find it hard to put much credence in that work. Whenever you may wish though, I would like to speak with you in my Enclave about the Science of Magic and a source of True Runes. I believe one of your race may find that more entertaining. At this time though, I need to head on other business. Good day, your grace."
Ava'Aris II
Artifact Creature - Asirian
:symw:, : prevent all damage done to and by target creature with converted mana cost 3 or less.
1/1
Location: Carbon Sparks: 1000 Inventory: ~ Profession: Diplomat Experience: 0/25 Mana: :symw::symw::symw::symw::symw::symw: Perks: Blessing of the Gilharad > +1/+2
The woman would chuckle and nod at the information and takes the slab. "Oh Politics is a part of life as much as we don't like it. This is why I'm more of a scholar." she smiles and nods. "I shall see you soon. I need to make myself known and take lodgings." she nods and then heads to the Hall of the Diplomats to check in so to speak and inform her superiors of her arrival.
((OOC: So sorry guys! Just been busy! To make up for lack of updates, I'm going to do another one 12 hours after this one! Also, I would like to create a banner for this game [actually have one comissoined cuz I have no skillz] any ideas?))
SS'ksms Cfss
You make your way though the Marketplace with little trouble, which considering the layout is quite remarkable. You need to ask directions a few times due to the lack of any official streets verbal directions cannot be particularly precise. Before long though, you turn a corner and just behind a small crowd of arguing merchants you see an austere golden-brown building raising far above it's neighbors. The walls appear to be a porous stone at first, but the pocked surface is actually coated in a slightly glowing substance.
The wide double-doors are hanging open and you can see inside. The foyer has a wide staircase leading up to a reception desk where a multi-tentacled creature is working on several computers at once. You can just make out to one side a wall of computers that appear to be open to the public as people just wander up to them and begin typing. The opposite side leads to another stairwell, this one heading downwards, you cannot see anything beyond the fact that there are stairs there.
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Zarzo Icefang
Downtown is a stark contrast to the Marketplace. Where one is chaotic and full of fleshy traffic, the other is orderly and has only a few wandering pedestrians. The streets are sectioned off in Downtown in an orderly grid of blocks. Each block holds a different attraction. You can see a couple resturants, an arcade, what appears to be an inter-species brothel, and even a casino. There isn't any obvious location to ask for information or a nice "Carrion Ring info here!" sign anywhere.
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Xajit and Ashen
((Just a reminder, neither of you have access to mana. Just a gentle prodding from your GM, this is probably not a good idea... ))
Col. Rikk'sx watches the two of them and sighs audibly. "I'm an Atheist. I don't care what type of God you think you are. I suppose one who would be so brash as to murder an innocent on the street would have to try, wouldn't he?" Col. Riskk'sk turns to Xajit "You, there's still hope for getting out free. If you attack me it will probably be prison time like your accomplice here."
Col. Rikk'sx's cybernetics beep faintly, and he says in a bored voice "I, Colonel Rikk'sx, head of Vorvadoss Officer Associated Offices hereby demand you stand down so we can discuss this peacfully"
Col. Rikk'sx Stand ready.
Col. Rikk'sk2GGWW
Legendary Creature - Failinis
First Strike, Trample (G/W): Tap target creature.
5/6
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Unpronounceable
The flesh around Lt. Grolk's face seems to change, but it's hard to tell without it actually being visible. A smile? A smirk? A frown? Impossible to tell. "Of course. I will requisition a vessel immediatly, which means it should be ready early tomorrow."
((OOC: Just tell me when you wish to leave and I'll write up the scene. I just wanted to give you time to head to the marketplace if you wished to make purchases prior to leaving a central hub of trade, or to the Diplomat's guild hall for info or anything else you could think of really ))
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"So weird. There isn't anything at all like that. In fact, the scan shows you haven't recieved a message in the past half hour. Maybe if I knew the contents of the message I could do more." The human shrugged as he watched the data come out. "Normally I would be more vigilant in finding a software issue, but you aren't the first one this has happened to." The man dug into a chest pocket and handed you a small chip "this has my contact information. If you can find any trace of that message, I can follow any electronic trail it may have left." The chip is a simple drive that can store a few terabytes of information, but on it isn't a name but instead the symbol of the outlaw guild: a blaster and a spark mark.
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It-Tu
The tavern was busy as always, but none of the voices carried very far. No one here wanted to be overheard. There are four different people sitting at the bar, apparently in an animated discussion; lots of arm waving and gestures. Each one has at least one weapon in plain sight on hip or back. The table nearest you has a couple who are sitting close to one another peering at a single portable holo-display, tuned to only be visible from one side. In the corner all the tables were pushed away to clear room for a large group to sit in a circle around a game board and throw dice. A green skinned woman walks up to you with a wink and asks what she can get ya.
Daligan Love A very strong and spicy alcholoic drink 2 sparks.
Rune kiss A mild sweet drink 4 sparks.
Exhaust A brownish gray ale 1 spark
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Karnac
Behind you, apparently shocked to see you turn around, is a droid. It is only around two meters tall, but walks on two lean legs. It has a rounded body without any other visible limbs. It's sensor unit was a faintly triangular shape above the core body, almost like a head, on top of the sensor unit three recessed lights were blinking faint orange.
Beep.. be-beepe "DEM-24 droid follows Aaztac. DEM-24 gives money, makes sure Aaztac comes to HQ as soon as he arrives. DEM-24 does not mean to offend. Do not deactivate DEM-24!" the lights on it's head flashed a few times and the message ended.
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Ava'Aris II
With the map in hand, you make short order to the guild hall. It's architecture is grand, the building is over two city-blocks wide and reaches all the way to the top of the station, though it isn't very inspired. The hall is all slate, metallic silver. There is no ornamentation or artistic touches. The closest thing is a large sign that hangs high on the building reading "Diplomat Guild Hall" and what you assume is the same thing in over a hundred different languages around the words you can actually make out. Walking up to the building you notice there are actually three different entrances. One labeld "Asylum" another "Legal" and finally "Diplomats ONLY".
((I'm assuming you're entering the third door, if not disregard the following))
You make your way past long lines leading out of the other two entrances and head towards the third door which thankfully has no line at all. There is an identification slot near the handle, and you insert your ID in and the door opens. As soon as the the door opens you're greeted by a young male voice coming from within
"Good day, your grace. How may we help you?" The creature standing just inside the doorway appears to be waiting on any one to enter to service their needs. He's wearing a clean and stiff uniform. He is humanoid but instead of skin, he is covered in a pale coral plumage of feathers hand has soft blue eyes without iris or pupil. He bows elaborately as you make your way fully inside.
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Vorvadoss
Plasma: Ss'ksms Cfss just arrived, is at the entrance to the The Enclave of Treasure Hunters.
The Deep: Ashnar and Xajit are currently underneath the Officer Office attempting to kill the head of the Officer Office.
Carbon: in The Outlaw Guild so currently in Downtown (entertainment area).
Unpronounceable is in an office of the Officer Office speaking about murders on a diff planet.
Ava'Aris II is in the Diplomat Hall
Karnac is technically in The Burbs but is near the Officer Offices heading to the building next to where Unpronounceable is in.
Alexis Robertson is frantically being scanned in The Marketplace.
Zarzo Icefang is between Downtown and The Marketplace having just fended off some over eager gun merchants, seeking out information about a hunter competition.
"Very good, Colonel, Xajit. You have both passed my test. Now Colonel, stand down and I shall as well. We must talk about matters more important than Ashnar's murdering of the ooze-being." Ishan lowers his arm and turns it back into it's normal size, as well as putting his hood back on, then continues speaking.
"Ashnar was but scared of the being that stopped before him, and thus acted within reason of Daligan defense protocols. And as for your beliefs, Colonel, I will not judge them, but I hope you have already ready realized the one you wish to speak to is not here. I have a more pressing matter: I seek a magical artifact that exists within Vorvadoss, in The Deep, according to prior information and my innate artifact hunting senses. I will need both yours and Xajit's assistance. I only tested you, Colonel, Xajit, to learn how far you would go to accomplish a mission and you both display the loyalty I have been looking for for so long." Ishan then walks back to the desk and sits down at one of the chairs and beings talking again.
"Col. Rikk'sk, I know you cannot leave your post, as you are the head officer, so I implore you to provide assistance in whatever way you can with your resources. Now that I have said what is needed, I shall provide you with Ashnar again. He now understands the plan as well; just be peaceful with him and he will not further agitate the situation."
Ishan returns to a voice in Ashnar's head and Ashnar's eyes turn from a glowing orange into the normal Daligan red.
Ashnar Veizan B
Creature - Daligan
Sacrifice a creature: put target card from your graveyard on top of your library.
1/1
Location: The Deep
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 3/25
Mana: BBBB
Perks: Shadow Cloaking > Cannot be blocked except by creatures with intimidate or hexproof.
The tavern was busy as always, but none of the voices carried very far. No one here wanted to be overheard. There are four different people sitting at the bar, apparently in an animated discussion; lots of arm waving and gestures. Each one has at least one weapon in plain sight on hip or back. The table nearest you has a couple who are sitting close to one another peering at a single portable holo-display, tuned to only be visible from one side. In the corner all the tables were pushed away to clear room for a large group to sit in a circle around a game board and throw dice. A green skinned woman walks up to you with a wink and asks what she can get ya.
Daligan Love A very strong and spicy alcholoic drink 2 sparks.
Rune kiss A mild sweet drink 4 sparks.
Exhaust A brownish gray ale 1 spark
It-Tu slid two sparks across the table.
"A Daligan Love if you please, miss."
He then pulled out four more sparks, and placed one next to the stack of two.
"As well as any information you can give me on those three parties."
He indicated the four at the bar, the couple with the holo-display, and the folks playing dice. He then rapped his knuckle on the stack of sparks at his end of the table.
"I'm willing to pay market price, of course."
It-Tu BorudeyR
Creature - Amiox W: It-Tu Borudey can block an additional creature this turn.
2/1
Location: Carbon Sparks: 1000 Inventory: ~ Profession: Outlaw Experience: 0/25 Mana: RRRRR Perks: Peacekeeper's Pistol > Whenever It-Tu Borudey blocks or becomes blocked, deals 1 damage to that creature.
Current Goals: Learn more about the mysterious metal disc.
You leave the office with a dignified air and made your way into the Marketplace. You fly around for a few moments searching for an appropriate shop. You occasionally see a storefront displaying weaponry, but it's typically in the distance and the route to any particular building isn't ever obvious. About a half hour later you're no further in finding the store you want, but looking obviously a little lost. Your need apparent a spherical droid floats down from the ceiling of the station toward you, and inquires how it may guide you.
"Ah yes, an armory" it replies once you explain your needs. You're scanned lights to tail with a soft blue light "I am sorry, I'm unfamiliar with your species violence needs. What types of weapons are you looking for?"
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Zarzon Icefang
You pass many different establishments of various level of apparent wealth. You see overly dramatic casinos as well as small hovel sized diners. Wandering doesn't seem to be helping much. You had a name you were supposed to find...
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With a practiced motion and a smile the coins vanished form your table and she turned away. A few seconds on conversation with the bartender later and she walks back with two fist sized spheres. She sets one in front of you and takes a slow drag on the red liquid in hers.
"The four at the bar are mercs. Not very good ones, but with outstanding reps." she mummbled then giggled "Oh, you are cute!" she said in her normal tone, smiling. "The couple are some form of anti-TAW rebel group from what is implied with the missions they pay out for. Rare to see employers coming here."
She smiled broadly and sits in the chair beside you, laughing. "As for the dice, they're our regulars."
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Xajit and Ashnar
The Colonel glares at Ashnar and then sighs. "Before we speak of any relic you want my assistance stealing, or no doubt the bribe you're going to offer me to get it, let's start with you just confessing murder. Why did you kill the poor thing?"
The cibernetics on his face blink on and off a few times then the door behind him opens again, and a bored looking officer steps in and begins to question Xajit softly.
"What, exactly, I'm sorry, do you eat? Besides the furniture" it asks Xajit from underneath it.
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Vorvadoss
Plasma: Ss'ksms Cfss just arrived, is at the entrance to the The Enclave of Treasure Hunters.
The Deep: Ashnar and Xajit are currently underneath the Officer Office attempting to kill the head of the Officer Office.
Carbon: in The Outlaw Guild so currently in Downtown (entertainment area).
Unpronounceable is in an office of the Officer Office speaking about murders on a diff planet.
Ava'Aris II is in the Diplomat Hall
Karnac is technically in The Burbs but is near the Officer Offices heading to the building next to where Unpronounceable is in.
Alexis Robertson is frantically being scanned in The Marketplace.
Zarzo Icefang is between Downtown and The Marketplace having just fended off some over eager gun merchants, seeking out information about a hunter competition.
OOC: I could try and make a banner, though it depends on what.
Ava'Aris II
With the map in hand, you make short order to the guild hall. It's architecture is grand, the building is over two city-blocks wide and reaches all the way to the top of the station, though it isn't very inspired. The hall is all slate, metallic silver. There is no ornamentation or artistic touches. The closest thing is a large sign that hangs high on the building reading "Diplomat Guild Hall" and what you assume is the same thing in over a hundred different languages around the words you can actually make out. Walking up to the building you notice there are actually three different entrances. One labeld "Asylum" another "Legal" and finally "Diplomats ONLY".
((I'm assuming you're entering the third door, if not disregard the following))
You make your way past long lines leading out of the other two entrances and head towards the third door which thankfully has no line at all. There is an identification slot near the handle, and you insert your ID in and the door opens. As soon as the the door opens you're greeted by a young male voice coming from within
"Good day, your grace. How may we help you?" The creature standing just inside the doorway appears to be waiting on any one to enter to service their needs. He's wearing a clean and stiff uniform. He is humanoid but instead of skin, he is covered in a pale coral plumage of feathers hand has soft blue eyes without iris or pupil. He bows elaborately as you make your way fully inside.
Ava'Aris II W
Artifact Creature - Asirian
, : prevent all damage done to and by target creature with converted mana cost 3 or less.
1/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Diplomat
Experience: 0/25
Mana: WWWWW
Perks: Blessing of the Gilharad > +1/+2
The woman would proceed straight to the "Diplomats only" Door. Smiling at the receptionist, she bows back in response. "I would like to check in sir before I make my way to the Treasure Hunters. Are there any messages or instructions from my home world or any means I can use to communicate to inform my superiors that I have arrived?" she would ask the male. Knowing there should be communication ports available after all.
"It is true that I killed the ooze-thing. It was unfortunate happenstance that Ishan had told me the ozze-being was in my way and that we had to retrieve IT. Ishan seeks knowledge and artifacts and nothing else; I am the same type of person, yet I can be more...agreeable." Ashnar says to the Colonel, almost sounding embarrassed and obviously guilty.
"The world was spinning so fast. I had just arrived. But there is no excuse for taking a perhaps innocent life. I should have not gotten so angry at Ishan and at the ooze-being for getting angry at me." Ashnar then takes off his hood, stands up, then bows before the Colonel.
"It is time we resolve all of our matters."
Ashnar Veizan B
Creature - Daligan
Sacrifice a creature: put target card from your graveyard on top of your library.
1/1
Location: The Deep
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 3/25
Mana: BBBB
Perks: Shadow Cloaking > Cannot be blocked except by creatures with intimidate or hexproof.
OOC: Darn, late for the quick update.
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"......" The architecture of this place was certainly something she would be taking time to get used to. Ss'Ksms took a moment to observe the building's interior, careful to keep out of the way of some, other less courteous folk that may happen to pass by; as they do arrive at the most unpleasant times.
"Holo, hole, hello, hollow, hallow, holo? Hm....." she spoke to herself for a brief moment, whirring through the common language of the V'ssrh as to what she meant, most likely communication through the computers.
While she was also thankful for the expedited application, it did strike her odd that she was a source of interest, unless the being had many interests, which was most likely, and she was merely a spark in that flame of knowledge.
But limitless energy, a farce of an ideal. Ideal at best, but nonetheless impossible, as energy, despite growing, also dissipates, so what would the Head Clerk want? Kindle is the exchange for growth. She pondered its source for a moment as she walked towards the public terminals, picking a more distant computer from the other beings and setting up a connection.
Ss'Ksms CfssR
Creature - Theriva
Red instant and sorceries you cast cost 1 less to cast this turn if you have already cast a red spell this turn.
1/1
Location: Plasma
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRRR
Perks: Flamebreak Corona >r: Deal x damage to target creature or player, where X is equal to Ss'ksms Cfss's power.
Current Goal: Limitless power?
Private Mod Note
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-Rukarumel, Field Journal
Thanks to mcchief111 for the avvy.
Decks:
Standard: RMinotaur MidrangeB
Modern: GSpider TribalB RArtifractureB
EDH:
MayaelWRG
Reaper KingWUBRG
Niv-MizzetUR
Alesha, Who Smiles At DeathWBR
With a practiced motion and a smile the coins vanished form your table and she turned away. A few seconds on conversation with the bartender later and she walks back with two fist sized spheres. She sets one in front of you and takes a slow drag on the red liquid in hers.
"The four at the bar are mercs. Not very good ones, but with outstanding reps." she mummbled then giggled "Oh, you are cute!" she said in her normal tone, smiling. "The couple are some form of anti-TAW rebel group from what is implied with the missions they pay out for. Rare to see employers coming here."
She smiled broadly and sits in the chair beside you, laughing. "As for the dice, they're our regulars."
It-Tu scratched his chin, then passed an additional spark to the barmaid. He gently picked up her hand and rubbed the back of it with his thumb, and gave her a sweet smile.
"Forgive me for being forward, but I'm just trying to continue our little charade. Now, for future reference, specifics earn more sparks from me than flirting, my dear. Keep your ear to the ground, and the better information you have, the more generous a patron you'll find me. Thank you very much for the drink and the conversation, and feel free to spend some more time with your other customers as I shouldn't require further services from you this evening...though I truly hope you'll deliver me another drink at the same time next week."
He let go of her hand, and she departed for her next table without a word. He took a hearty sip of his drink, then approached the couple with the holo-display.
"Pardon my intrusion, but I've heard you might be willing to spare a minute to speak with someone about the weather--specifically, about the way the winds are blowing. Mind if I take a seat?"
It-Tu BorudeyR
Creature - Amiox W: It-Tu Borudey can block an additional creature this turn.
2/1
Location: Carbon Sparks: 1000 Inventory: ~ Profession: Outlaw Experience: 0/25 Mana: RRRRR Perks: Peacekeeper's Pistol > Whenever It-Tu Borudey blocks or becomes blocked, deals 1 damage to that creature.
Current Goals: Learn more about the mysterious metal disc.
Behind you, apparently shocked to see you turn around, is a droid. It is only around two meters tall, but walks on two lean legs. It has a rounded body without any other visible limbs. It's sensor unit was a faintly triangular shape above the core body, almost like a head, on top of the sensor unit three recessed lights were blinking faint orange.
Beep.. be-beepe "DEM-24 droid follows Aaztac. DEM-24 gives money, makes sure Aaztac comes to HQ as soon as he arrives. DEM-24 does not mean to offend. Do not deactivate DEM-24!" the lights on it's head flashed a few times and the message ended.
Oh you've got to be kidding....
Heavily resisting the urge to sigh at the panicking droid, Karnac turned back around and then said " Well c'mon then, let's get this over with." As he headed into the Marshall Hq to see just what in the galaxy was going on around here, and why he was brought here.
Name: Elyon Dixus
Species: Vexun (A sub race of elves they have darker skin and have pointed ears and are around 5'10 and all of them have long red hair and piercing blue eyes.) They are highly intelligent and have a much lower body temperature than a human or elf(around 63.8) They use mostly crippling enchantments and soceries to fight in opposed to instants(They like to kill slowly)
Alcove: Carbon
Color: Black (Level two UB and Level three URB)
Professions: Diplomat
Spec and Perk: Magical
Shadow FieldB
Enchantment -(U)
Enchanted creature gets a -2/-0
Whenever the enchanted creature attacks and is unblocked the defending player lose 2 life.
Whenever the enchanted creature attacks and is blocked the blocking creature gets a -2/-1 until end of turn. "I will show you the power of shadow" Elyon Dixus.
Home Planet: Vexis is a small planet covered in swamplands and forest and dark chilly waters. Vexis is still around but is mostly free from outside influence and is not diverse at all only the only that live here are the Vexun and animals they eat.
Private Mod Note
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Ophelia Le Doux (R/B)
Creature - Vampire Assassin
Haste First Strike
1/1
"Of course, your Grace." he says as he straightens from his bow. He turns on his heel and guides you deeper down an elaborately decorated hallway. The walls are lined with fine art, and the floor is covered by a soft stone set in elaborate mosaic.
The receptionist discreetly checks a datapad attached at his wrist before speaking "Ava'Aris, we have received no messages from Ga'Varik at this time, but you may of course contact them within your office." he stopped at a large door and palmed it open, it led to another hallway, this one with many doors numbered in common.
"Your office is 132, should be midway down the hall and on your right."
Your office is simple and almost stark. The only contents is an old desk and a holographic computer displaying a blank login screen. You had caught a glimpse of other offices on your way down the hallway, all of which were much much more elaborately decorated though identical in size.
((OOC: ze problem is I have no tangible ideals yet! ))
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Ss'Ksms Cfss
The terminal you choose is quite a bit away from others and enter your login credentials. The standard browser and messaging programs are prominent on the screen, as well as a program entitled "The Exchange" before you are able to launch any of the applications a loud beeping signifies an incomming message.
"Good day, Ss'Ksms Cfss" The screen filled with the face of a young appearing woman with fair skin and long hair. ((My avy)) "I am going to skip the pleasantries Acolyte. Have you had any time to delve into the alcoves to search for any information regarding something called a True Rune? They are fairly commonly known among circles interested in such power sources. I may have found one."
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Ashnar and Xajit
"I agree." The colonel responds, "You are under arrest, and by my authority, will be detained in a medium security facility until the time of your trial. You are entitled to counsel should you seek it."
Then he turns towards Xajit "You want work? Fine, we ran a background on you and found nothing. We're going to take your friend here to the nearby asteroid belt for holding while he awaits trial. We always need new guards there. We can interview you on the way. Answer the questions wrong and you won't be on the outside, if you get my drift."
The door behind the Col opens and two guards in the same uniform approach Ashnar, a metallic device probably intending to detain him carried between the pair.
They are both Vorvadoss Grunt(G/W)
Creature - Human C
Vigilance
1/2
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It-Tu
The man looks up at you confused, and takes off a strange device from his face, an antique you believe, glasses? The woman regards you coolly for a moment before gesturing towards an empty seat across from her. She taps a few buttons on the holo and it vanishes. Now that the bluish tent has left the air you can tell that both are, well blue. The woman regardes you will cool black eyes but the man simply puts the antique back on his face and smiles at you.
"Oh the weather has been wonderful these past few days. It is all supposed to be controlled in Vorvadoss, you know, but I feel like lately it has been a little more... independent. But that is only the weather here mostly, the weather on planet side is more interesting usually"
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Zarzo
Frustrated, you head into the next building you see. It's a rather large, noisy, and brightly lit, arcade. Young people are playing games all around you, crowding around one another while they wait for their turn at specific displays. Before you make it more than a couple of steps into the menagerie an elderly man walks up to you and smiles.
"You're a tad bit older than our usual clientele, are you looking for any game in particular?"
You begin to ask him about finding Rissiks, when you notice his name tag, illuminating proudly from his chest GameMaster: Rissiks.
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Unpronounceable
The droid beeps a few times then intones "Most excellent, seeking melee weapondry for Sx-class species. Follow me" The droid floats off towards the west.
It leads you into what almost appears to be a foundry. Large cauldrons filled with molten material are being poured into molds covered in runes. Mages seem to be standing around each molding as the casting takes place. When you walk in, a rotund and squat being wobbles up to you, his entire personage covered in thick black hair.
"Ello, welk to meh shop! What'cha beh neden I can be makin." it's voice was quick and garbled, as if he had a mouth full. "I cah affix a weapon teh any thin." He gestures to a flat display of what appears to be a menu.
((They are many different shapes and textures but they amount to...))
Balanced Bludgeon2
Equipped creature gets +1/+0 and has trample
Equip 1
650 Sparks
Masterwork Blade5
Equipped creature gets +2/+2 and has doublestrike and Bushido 2
Equip 5
2500 Sparks
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Karnac
As you reach the entrance the droid quickly steps in front of you and a small compartment open and a small appendage whips out and into a hole besides the hinges. With a few beeps the murky image behind the window in the door begins to move.
"Destination is HQ number 3, please allow a few moments for the appropriate office to be moved into place. In the mean time, if you would insert the claims chip into the receptacle by the door your funds will be made available."
You notice a slot in the shape of your claims chip just above where the droid had called for the office. You insert your chip and two cylinders drop into an opening, each containing 500 sparks worth of coin.
When you collect your pay the door finally opens directly into an office. A tall lean man is sitting on his desk, staring at you as you walk in. His skin is slate gray and stiff, as if it were hardened material instead of flesh.
"It's about bloody time." The man's voice was gravely "Word 'round here is Jeda, small planet two systems out, is about to rebel."
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Elyon DixusB
Creature - Vexun
Whenever an enchantment enters the battlefield under your control, target creature gets -1/-0 until end of turn.
1/1
You arrive on Vorvadoss towards the end of the day cycle and the normally chaotic customs lines are all but gone. You stride through the hangar and after a brief confirmation of your migration papers are waved into the marketplace by a yawning working who mutters "your grace" as you leave.
The Marketplace is a startling juxtaposition to the hangar. Where one was barren and empty, The Marketplace was still an area of little-to no elbow room as hundreds of different peoples from dozens of planets buy and sell incessantly.
((I'll be able to give a better hook, if you would like, if I get to know the char a bit more. If you'd rather just explore/interact with others that's perfectly fine as well ))
"Of course, your Grace." he says as he straightens from his bow. He turns on his heel and guides you deeper down an elaborately decorated hallway. The walls are lined with fine art, and the floor is covered by a soft stone set in elaborate mosaic.
The receptionist discreetly checks a datapad attached at his wrist before speaking "Ava'Aris, we have received no messages from Ga'Varik at this time, but you may of course contact them within your office." he stopped at a large door and palmed it open, it led to another hallway, this one with many doors numbered in common.
"Your office is 132, should be midway down the hall and on your right."
Your office is simple and almost stark. The only contents is an old desk and a holographic computer displaying a blank login screen. You had caught a glimpse of other offices on your way down the hallway, all of which were much much more elaborately decorated though identical in size.
The woman would nod and smile a bit. Thanking him and heading into the office, she would then head to the computer and leave a message to her superiors:
"Your Eminence,
I have arrived at the Station. The people seem to be very civilized and courteous. I shall proceed to the Treasure Hunter's Guild to find info regarding artifacts we may be able to procure and study. If the Priests have, indeed, sensed a powerful relic here indeed, I shall bring it back home for study. Though what of those seeking secession of the artifact? Especially if said artifact is important to another race?
Currently I can be contacted through a data tablet that was given to me for use here.
Your Student,
Ava'Aris II"
She would then check her letter and hit the send button before leaving her things except the Data tablet and head off to the Treasure Hunter's Guild and looked for her guide while she admired the works of art and smaller relics and replicas on display at the guild.
Ava'Aris IIW
Artifact Creature - Asirian W, T: prevent all damage done to and by target creature with converted mana cost 3 or less.
1/1
Location: Carbon Sparks: 1000 Inventory: ~ Profession: Diplomat Experience: 0/25 Mana: WWWWWW Perks: Blessing of the Gilharad > +1/+2
You arrive on Vorvadoss towards the end of the day cycle and the normally chaotic customs lines are all but gone. You stride through the hangar and after a brief confirmation of your migration papers are waved into the marketplace by a yawning working who mutters "your grace" as you leave.
The Marketplace is a startling juxtaposition to the hangar. Where one was barren and empty, The Marketplace was still an area of little-to no elbow room as hundreds of different peoples from dozens of planets buy and sell incessantly.
((I'll be able to give a better hook, if you would like, if I get to know the char a bit more. If you'd rather just explore/interact with others that's perfectly fine as well ))
Elyon Dixus nods towards the yawning worker and smiles as she runs her hands through her hair and the her shadowous aura began to seep out of her skin she quickly pulled it in as she did not want to kill any more people and have to fill out paper work. Damn I hate paper work and people...urgh! she thought as she brushed off some dirty she saw with her hand on her uniform and headed to the Marketplace looking for the type of men, women and species that you dont want to meet in a dark room, or alone or with anyone actually but she need some direction and something to nail to that wall and the best people for that was the people that ran the illegal parts of the station hidden but always seen, Elyon had mad a very good career for herself taking out gangs and rivals or other people and playing people to use to her advantage and to rise though the ranks as a diplomat. Today she was supposed to meet with a human named Jerga that was running a small gang that was going places and with her hand she would guide them all the way to the top and then bring their world crashing down all for her career and for a little fun actually in her mind as she had did twice before she had help give rise to two other gangs before Jergas that were big at the station and then slowly back away and watch their little world get turned upside down and Jerga was no different. She weaved through the marketplace and headed down to a small and tight back alley where she would meet Jerga
Whenever ~ attacks target creature gets a -1/-1 until end of turn.
2/1
"I know you will not fail me, Xajit" Ashnar murmured to himself as he let the cards cuff him.
He then turns to face the Col. "I am ready to face the consequences, for I know that after my trial, I shall be able to continue on my quest to find It. I'm glad you have been reasonable, Rikk'sk, and I thank you for your time. Please do let me know how you can help me, afterwards." And with that Ashnar goes along with whatever Vorvdoss has in store for him.
Ashnar Veizan B
Creature - Daligan
Sacrifice a creature: put target card from your graveyard on top of your library.
1/1
Location: The Deep
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 3/25
Mana: BBBB
Perks: Shadow Cloaking > Cannot be blocked except by creatures with intimidate or hexproof.
As you reach the entrance the droid quickly steps in front of you and a small compartment open and a small appendage whips out and into a hole besides the hinges. With a few beeps the murky image behind the window in the door begins to move.
"Destination is HQ number 3, please allow a few moments for the appropriate office to be moved into place. In the mean time, if you would insert the claims chip into the receptacle by the door your funds will be made available."
You notice a slot in the shape of your claims chip just above where the droid had called for the office. You insert your chip and two cylinders drop into an opening, each containing 500 sparks worth of coin.
When you collect your pay the door finally opens directly into an office. A tall lean man is sitting on his desk, staring at you as you walk in. His skin is slate gray and stiff, as if it were hardened material instead of flesh.
"It's about bloody time." The man's voice was gravely "Word 'round here is Jeda, small planet two systems out, is about to rebel."
"I'm sorry was I supposed to act suprised?" Karnac questioned taking a seat by the desk " There's always some part of the galaxy in revolt, if there wasn't then the politicians would be out of a job and they'd have to find something productive to do with their time."
Karnac smirked at this, but the smrik faded soon enough as he then focused on the task at hand " Now unless,your about to hand me the keys to an Orbital Dreadnaught or have about 25 more Marshalls stashed somewhere, I'm assuming you brought here to deal with something a bit more specific on that planet than just a general revolt rumor."
It-Tu confidently placed his hand on the scanner.
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OOC: Is unexciting, I know.
Creature - Amiox
W: It-Tu Borudey can block an additional creature this turn.
2/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Outlaw
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRR
Perks: Peacekeeper's Pistol > Whenever It-Tu Borudey blocks or becomes blocked, deals 1 damage to that creature.
Current Goals: Learn more about the mysterious metal disc.
"Now is not the time to be hungry. If you listen to what they have to say, they may let us go. But I cannot guarantee our safety. Only IT can. The "Scion Marking." It is an emblem of my people long lost to time, perhaps."
Ishan intrudes. "No Ashnar. Do not say such things to this...monster. It does not deserve our respect, regardless of the situation. We must find IT however trapped we are. Perhaps even it is here."
"How would you know, Ishan? Last I heard about IT was 200 years ago from it's safekeeper, N'Zak. N'Zak said it only exists as a fragment of it's safekeeper/wielder's imagination. All we know is IT's presence and that we require it's power." Ashnar concludes, sitting patiently at the desk while continuing to observe Xajit's movements and actions.
The couple look at one another, then begin to shout at each other in a language you do not understand... Well you assume it's a language. There is a large amount of buzzing and hissing and jerky arm waving. Though they are obviously agitated in some form, the larger one begins to push the cart the way they came.
Downtown is before you, the Market behind you.
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Alexis Robertson
The kiosk owner appears to be human, though a very twitchy one. He smiles broadly as you approach, and while his smile stays firm the color drains from his face at the firmness of your voice.
"Of....course. Sure! Yes!" He says and opens a side panel of his kiosk. There are about a dozen metallic spheres stowed away. He selects one and then begins punching in a series of numbers on a keypad on the sphere. The sphere begins to hum and comes to life. It whizzes into the air and begins to circle you quickly, a light green beam scanning you from head to toe.
"Good luck today. I've already done a dozen! I haven't had this many scans in any two week period." the man says conversationally, watching a screen on his kiosk as his probe gets to work.
"The scan of course, is free. I will describe any problems and can give you a readout. Any repairs...." he seems to deflate as he watches the scanner.
"No mechanical problems... starting on a software scan. What exactly are you expecting to find?"
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Karnac
You weave your way through The Marketplace quickly and straight into Downtown. No longer weaving through the chaotic pathetic excuse for streets in the Marketplace you pick up your pace. While walking briskly you hear a soft "click...click..." from behind. It could be anything Downtown though, tourists recording vids, a constructed being simply walking, or the sound of an outdoor gambling hovel even. What really disturbs you is how regular it is. In your experience there's only two things that keep pace that regularly, something military or machine.
The thought that it was an innocent effect of the neighboring commotion was easily dispelled as you make it to The Burbs and it is still clicking... The Burbs were quiet as they usually are, the clicking was the same volume as before. Up ahead you see a large and imposing tower. It is easily a block wide and reaches all the way to the top of the station where it meets the ceiling. It's Marshall HQ.
HQ in front of you, where someone really wants you, and that wretched clicking behind...
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Ava'Aris II
"Oh, Vorvadoss always has something going on." The woman says cheerfully. "The streets are quite safe if that is what you were worried about." She dodged around the outer edge of the crowd and waved you through an unmanned customs gate and began to head into The Marketplace. In only a few strides the customs offices were obscured by the foot traffic behind you and the woman pulled a datapad from a small pocket.
"This is a map of The Marketplace, it is updated hourly as things change. There are two buildings marked out. The Hall of the Diplomats is there" as she gestured to a spot in the air, the datapad sprung to life and displayed a holographic image of the station, two of the buildings were blinking softly "...more importantly, my Enclave is here." she gestured to the other building before handing over the datapad.
"You may make yourself at home with the Diplomats, begin whatever negotiations your people need, establish whatever networking you may wish with other representatives of different species and the like." She gestured dismissively as she spoke "Truly, I do not mean to be rude, I was just never gifted in politics, so I find it hard to put much credence in that work. Whenever you may wish though, I would like to speak with you in my Enclave about the Science of Magic and a source of True Runes. I believe one of your race may find that more entertaining. At this time though, I need to head on other business. Good day, your grace."
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Xajit and Ashnar
((OOC: You can always add to/expand the back story of yourself and your planet. Now whether or not the legends of your people are true or obtainable is another story altogether))
One of the metal walls slid open and a yellow and blue quadruped walked in. It strode on bare pads but it wore what seemed to be a set of robes over it's haunches that stopped right before it reached it's ankles. On his chest was a badge which read "Col. Rikk'sx." Paw to head it was only one meter tall, but it's face was stern and angry, and it's muscles were flexing beneath the robes. There were cybernetic implants around it's eyes and down over it's jaw. Col. Rikk'sx stopped in front of them and the door slid shut behind him.
"So, you think you can waltz into MY station and just kill anything you want, arrogant Daligan?" it almost growled towards Ashnar before turning to face Xajit "We are not going to harm you, we just need to question you." he tilted his head in the direction of the former chair "if you are that hungry we can even feed you. What ARE you anyway?"
Hahahaha! That is perfect! Ishan cackled inside of Ashnar's head. For the first time in a long time, Ashnar felt his mental space go completely quiet.
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Ss'ksms Cfss R
Creature - Theriva
Red instant and sorceries you cast cost 1 less to cast this turn if you have already cast a red spell this turn.
1/1
Location: Plasma
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRRR
Perks: Flamebreak Corona > R: Deal x damage to target creature or player, where X is equal to Ss'ksms Cfss's power.
((Interesting factoid, Plasma Alcove is the temperature of evaporated Tungsten which is only a little cooler than an older dwarf star so you should find it quite nice xP))
From: [email]Ellisande.HeadClerk@TH.gov[/email]
Many of your kind are curious, are you?
You are the first to come to my corner of the Galaxy without stated political motives.
I sped up your application into the Treasure Hunters.
I wish to speak to you whenever you make it to Vorvadoss.
It will be via holo, I have no interest in visiting Plasma at this time.
Meeting purpose, infinite energy source
It was exactly four minutes after you first got your official Treasure Hunter mailing address that this message, from the head of the Enclave itself arrived in the inbox. You clear the message from the shipboard computer you are facing and turn towards the shuttle's exit and make your way into Vorvadoss. You make it through customs quickly and without incident and are standing in The Marketplace on Plasma.
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Unpronounceable
Lt. Grolk sighs quite audibly and begins to pace. "I don't need any political answers! I'm not trying to accuse you or yours of anything. There is... pressure from above to be suspicious of your race, but trust me I don't care. Your people are dead, and so are mine. I just want to know why. If there are any tests or studies you could run on the corpses of your people that we haven't already I would be deeply grateful. I can get you to the planet in a day or so. What all do you need?"
((OOC: Feel free to give him a list and leave/explore if you wish, or you can keep asking him questions))
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It-Tu
((OOC: Sorry, I'm still trying to find the balance of how far to advance each story w/ each update. I don't want to take away your room to explore/change plans but I also am trying to keep it so you feel each of your posts are meaningful >< ))
The scanner glows a soft red and three metallic bands extend from it's base and wrap around your hand. Three small shapes appear beneath the skin on your upper arm and begin to move down towards your hand. They are the droids which identify your membership, implanted when you joined. They move from the back of your arm to your palm and tear open your flesh. Between the encrypted passes each droid holds, your genetic data, and heat signature you are recognized. Your hand is released and you remove your already healing hand.
The doorway to the guild opens to a steep downward staircase. The landing of the staircase opens to what seems to be the lobby of a hotel, but you've seen it before and know better. The reception desk in front of you has a bored looking attendant idly playing with a blaster. Behind the desk and to the left is a long hallway that holds various offices for organizing teams for different jobs. The true heart of information though is to your right, in a large tavern.
You can ask the attendant for information about the different offices or take you chances with people in the tavern.
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((OOC: I've been considering posting a small TL;DR game update of each character at the end of my updates to make it easier for different characters to know what is going on around them if they so wish to branch into different stories/happenings. This is the first one. If you guys think it's useful let me know and I'll keep it up! ))
Vorvadoss
Plasma: Ss'ksms Cfss just arrived, is in the Marketplace. May or may not be heading to Enclave of Treasure Hunters.
The Deep: Ashnar and Xajit are currently underneath the Officer Office being interrogated for Ashnar murdering a random alien.
Carbon: It-Tu is about to enter The Outlaw Guild so currently in Downtown (entertainment area). Unpronounceable is in an office of the Officer Office speaking about murders on a diff planet. Ava'Aris II is in the Marketplace after getting a map to Diplomat Hall/Treasure Hunter Enclave. Karnac is technically in The Burbs but is near the Officer Offices heading to the building next to where Unpronounceable is in. Alexis Robertson is frantically being scanned in The Marketplace near the customs offices, in plain view of Ava'aris and vice versa. Zarzo Icefang is between Downtown and The Marketplace having just fended off some over eager gun merchants, seeking out information about a hunter competition.
Sigil: an MMORPCCG ">Mexus: An MMORPCCG
Creature - Theriva
Red instant and sorceries you cast cost 1 less to cast this turn if you have already cast a red spell this turn.
1/1
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRRR
Perks: Flamebreak Corona >r: Deal x damage to target creature or player, where X is equal to Ss'ksms Cfss's power.
Thanks to mcchief111 for the avvy.
Decks:
Standard:
RMinotaur MidrangeB
Modern:
GSpider TribalB
RArtifractureB
EDH:
MayaelWRG
Reaper KingWUBRG
Niv-MizzetUR
Alesha, Who Smiles At DeathWBR
Artifact Creature - Mercenary Construct
At the begging of each combat, flip a coin. If the coin comes up heads, Alexis Robertson gains provoke until end of turn. If the coin comes up tails, Alexis Robertson gains defender until end of turn.
2/1
((OOC: Note. Just because you don't breathe doesn't mean you can survive in those temperatures. Since you were once human I'm placing you in Carbon. Just don't expect to be able to head to Plamsa/The Deep without protection and being able to live))
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Outlaw
Experience: 0/25
Mana: 5
Perks: Bleedhook > +1/+1 and deathtouch
The kiosk owner appears to be human, though a very twitchy one. He smiles broadly as you approach, and while his smile stays firm the color drains from his face at the firmness of your voice.
"Of....course. Sure! Yes!" He says and opens a side panel of his kiosk. There are about a dozen metallic spheres stowed away. He selects one and then begins punching in a series of numbers on a keypad on the sphere. The sphere begins to hum and comes to life. It whizzes into the air and begins to circle you quickly, a light green beam scanning you from head to toe.
"Good luck today. I've already done a dozen! I haven't had this many scans in any two week period." the man says conversationally, watching a screen on his kiosk as his probe gets to work.
"The scan of course, is free. I will describe any problems and can give you a readout. Any repairs...." he seems to deflate as he watches the scanner.
"No mechanical problems... starting on a software scan. What exactly are you expecting to find?"
A piece of Phantom Data, something that looks like a message but without a standard method of delivery The Tin Man stares intently at the diagnostician.
"Yea?"
"There's a Goblin sneaking up behind you."
"So?"
"Just Sayin"
Amazing Leathermime Gaymer
Creature - Uhailu Advisor Assassin
When Knefriteri Bahusi enters the battlefield, exile target player's graveyard unless he or she pays
1/1
Gold: 10
Inventory: Aristocrat's Facade
Traits: Legal Boundaries (+1.5 on rolls involving deception)
Ills:
Experience: 5/20
Mana::symwb::sym2w::symub:
It-Tu rubbed his palm as he walked down the steps of the Outlaw Guild entrance. When he reached the lobby, he eyed the two choices that lay before him. The time to join a mission team would hopefully be soon, if he could find one that would lead somewhere he wanted to go. But for the moment, he needed information, and that meant the tavern.
He walked into the crowded, smoky room and grabbed the only table he could find, a small one near the entrance to the kitchen. The smell wasn't great, but the view was clear. Information was as good as gold in here, and to get the knowledge he needed would most likely cost It-Tu a decent-sized favor in response...unless he picked the right target. Namely, someone drunk enough to accidentally let slip some info, or at least to let buying the next round qualify as a big enough favor.
It-Tu called the barmaid over and scanned the room for a mark.
Creature - Amiox
W: It-Tu Borudey can block an additional creature this turn.
2/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Outlaw
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRR
Perks: Peacekeeper's Pistol > Whenever It-Tu Borudey blocks or becomes blocked, deals 1 damage to that creature.
Current Goals: Learn more about the mysterious metal disc.
Ishan then pauses for a second and looks towards Xajit and sends him a telepathic message: "If you help me leave by assisting in killing Col. Rikk'sx, I will let you have his living flesh to feast upon. You must be very hungry."
Ishan then takes off Ashnar's cloak entirely, revealing a cataclysmic body of red lightning and pitch-black shadow, a shadow darker than the light around it, and thus makes Ishan appear much more imposing than he actually is, in comparison to Rikk'sx's. He raises one arm and the shadow that makes up his arm bulges and extends towards Rikk'sx.
"Let me show you what it is like to face a God."
((OOC: Ishan/Ashnar is waiting for Rikk'sx to initiate an attack. I want to get his stats and abilities first.))
You weave your way through The Marketplace quickly and straight into Downtown. No longer weaving through the chaotic pathetic excuse for streets in the Marketplace you pick up your pace. While walking briskly you hear a soft "click...click..." from behind. It could be anything Downtown though, tourists recording vids, a constructed being simply walking, or the sound of an outdoor gambling hovel even. What really disturbs you is how regular it is. In your experience there's only two things that keep pace that regularly, something military or machine.
The thought that it was an innocent effect of the neighboring commotion was easily dispelled as you make it to The Burbs and it is still clicking... The Burbs were quiet as they usually are, the clicking was the same volume as before. Up ahead you see a large and imposing tower. It is easily a block wide and reaches all the way to the top of the station where it meets the ceiling. It's Marshall HQ.
HQ in front of you, where someone really wants you, and that wretched clicking behind...
tick....tick....tick...tick
Karnac had been aware of that ticking since the marketplace, but only now as he walked casually but firmly forward, was he concerned. Mlitary or machine, which ever it was, it was following him. As he rounded another corner and saw the Marshall HQ looming ahead of him, he decided to end this taking a few more steps toward the building before saying " I don't particularly like being followed." whirling around to face his follower, prepared to attack if necessary.
Karnac R
Creature - Aaztac
Provoke.
2/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 0
Inventory: ~
Profession: Officer
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRR
Perks: Marshal's Badge > Intimidate
Ava'Aris II
"Oh, Vorvadoss always has something going on." The woman says cheerfully. "The streets are quite safe if that is what you were worried about." She dodged around the outer edge of the crowd and waved you through an unmanned customs gate and began to head into The Marketplace. In only a few strides the customs offices were obscured by the foot traffic behind you and the woman pulled a datapad from a small pocket.
"This is a map of The Marketplace, it is updated hourly as things change. There are two buildings marked out. The Hall of the Diplomats is there" as she gestured to a spot in the air, the datapad sprung to life and displayed a holographic image of the station, two of the buildings were blinking softly "...more importantly, my Enclave is here." she gestured to the other building before handing over the datapad.
"You may make yourself at home with the Diplomats, begin whatever negotiations your people need, establish whatever networking you may wish with other representatives of different species and the like." She gestured dismissively as she spoke "Truly, I do not mean to be rude, I was just never gifted in politics, so I find it hard to put much credence in that work. Whenever you may wish though, I would like to speak with you in my Enclave about the Science of Magic and a source of True Runes. I believe one of your race may find that more entertaining. At this time though, I need to head on other business. Good day, your grace."
Ava'Aris II
Artifact Creature - Asirian
:symw:, : prevent all damage done to and by target creature with converted mana cost 3 or less.
1/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Diplomat
Experience: 0/25
Mana: :symw::symw::symw::symw::symw::symw:
Perks: Blessing of the Gilharad > +1/+2
The woman would chuckle and nod at the information and takes the slab. "Oh Politics is a part of life as much as we don't like it. This is why I'm more of a scholar." she smiles and nods. "I shall see you soon. I need to make myself known and take lodgings." she nods and then heads to the Hall of the Diplomats to check in so to speak and inform her superiors of her arrival.
Sasky for the Sig.
I am in your [PACK]. Watching you... do... something.
SS'ksms Cfss
You make your way though the Marketplace with little trouble, which considering the layout is quite remarkable. You need to ask directions a few times due to the lack of any official streets verbal directions cannot be particularly precise. Before long though, you turn a corner and just behind a small crowd of arguing merchants you see an austere golden-brown building raising far above it's neighbors. The walls appear to be a porous stone at first, but the pocked surface is actually coated in a slightly glowing substance.
The wide double-doors are hanging open and you can see inside. The foyer has a wide staircase leading up to a reception desk where a multi-tentacled creature is working on several computers at once. You can just make out to one side a wall of computers that appear to be open to the public as people just wander up to them and begin typing. The opposite side leads to another stairwell, this one heading downwards, you cannot see anything beyond the fact that there are stairs there.
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Zarzo Icefang
Downtown is a stark contrast to the Marketplace. Where one is chaotic and full of fleshy traffic, the other is orderly and has only a few wandering pedestrians. The streets are sectioned off in Downtown in an orderly grid of blocks. Each block holds a different attraction. You can see a couple resturants, an arcade, what appears to be an inter-species brothel, and even a casino. There isn't any obvious location to ask for information or a nice "Carrion Ring info here!" sign anywhere.
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Xajit and Ashen
((Just a reminder, neither of you have access to mana. Just a gentle prodding from your GM, this is probably not a good idea... ))
Col. Rikk'sx watches the two of them and sighs audibly. "I'm an Atheist. I don't care what type of God you think you are. I suppose one who would be so brash as to murder an innocent on the street would have to try, wouldn't he?" Col. Riskk'sk turns to Xajit "You, there's still hope for getting out free. If you attack me it will probably be prison time like your accomplice here."
Col. Rikk'sx's cybernetics beep faintly, and he says in a bored voice "I, Colonel Rikk'sx, head of Vorvadoss Officer Associated Offices hereby demand you stand down so we can discuss this peacfully"
Col. Rikk'sx Stand ready.
Col. Rikk'sk 2GGWW
Legendary Creature - Failinis
First Strike, Trample
(G/W): Tap target creature.
5/6
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Unpronounceable
The flesh around Lt. Grolk's face seems to change, but it's hard to tell without it actually being visible. A smile? A smirk? A frown? Impossible to tell. "Of course. I will requisition a vessel immediatly, which means it should be ready early tomorrow."
((OOC: Just tell me when you wish to leave and I'll write up the scene. I just wanted to give you time to head to the marketplace if you wished to make purchases prior to leaving a central hub of trade, or to the Diplomat's guild hall for info or anything else you could think of really ))
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"So weird. There isn't anything at all like that. In fact, the scan shows you haven't recieved a message in the past half hour. Maybe if I knew the contents of the message I could do more." The human shrugged as he watched the data come out. "Normally I would be more vigilant in finding a software issue, but you aren't the first one this has happened to." The man dug into a chest pocket and handed you a small chip "this has my contact information. If you can find any trace of that message, I can follow any electronic trail it may have left." The chip is a simple drive that can store a few terabytes of information, but on it isn't a name but instead the symbol of the outlaw guild: a blaster and a spark mark.
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It-Tu
The tavern was busy as always, but none of the voices carried very far. No one here wanted to be overheard. There are four different people sitting at the bar, apparently in an animated discussion; lots of arm waving and gestures. Each one has at least one weapon in plain sight on hip or back. The table nearest you has a couple who are sitting close to one another peering at a single portable holo-display, tuned to only be visible from one side. In the corner all the tables were pushed away to clear room for a large group to sit in a circle around a game board and throw dice. A green skinned woman walks up to you with a wink and asks what she can get ya.
Daligan Love
A very strong and spicy alcholoic drink 2 sparks.
Rune kiss
A mild sweet drink 4 sparks.
Exhaust
A brownish gray ale 1 spark
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Karnac
Behind you, apparently shocked to see you turn around, is a droid. It is only around two meters tall, but walks on two lean legs. It has a rounded body without any other visible limbs. It's sensor unit was a faintly triangular shape above the core body, almost like a head, on top of the sensor unit three recessed lights were blinking faint orange.
Beep.. be-beepe "DEM-24 droid follows Aaztac. DEM-24 gives money, makes sure Aaztac comes to HQ as soon as he arrives. DEM-24 does not mean to offend. Do not deactivate DEM-24!" the lights on it's head flashed a few times and the message ended.
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Ava'Aris II
With the map in hand, you make short order to the guild hall. It's architecture is grand, the building is over two city-blocks wide and reaches all the way to the top of the station, though it isn't very inspired. The hall is all slate, metallic silver. There is no ornamentation or artistic touches. The closest thing is a large sign that hangs high on the building reading "Diplomat Guild Hall" and what you assume is the same thing in over a hundred different languages around the words you can actually make out. Walking up to the building you notice there are actually three different entrances. One labeld "Asylum" another "Legal" and finally "Diplomats ONLY".
((I'm assuming you're entering the third door, if not disregard the following))
You make your way past long lines leading out of the other two entrances and head towards the third door which thankfully has no line at all. There is an identification slot near the handle, and you insert your ID in and the door opens. As soon as the the door opens you're greeted by a young male voice coming from within
"Good day, your grace. How may we help you?" The creature standing just inside the doorway appears to be waiting on any one to enter to service their needs. He's wearing a clean and stiff uniform. He is humanoid but instead of skin, he is covered in a pale coral plumage of feathers hand has soft blue eyes without iris or pupil. He bows elaborately as you make your way fully inside.
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Vorvadoss
Plasma: Ss'ksms Cfss just arrived, is at the entrance to the The Enclave of Treasure Hunters.
The Deep: Ashnar and Xajit are currently underneath the Officer Office attempting to kill the head of the Officer Office.
Carbon: in The Outlaw Guild so currently in Downtown (entertainment area).
Unpronounceable is in an office of the Officer Office speaking about murders on a diff planet.
Ava'Aris II is in the Diplomat Hall
Karnac is technically in The Burbs but is near the Officer Offices heading to the building next to where Unpronounceable is in.
Alexis Robertson is frantically being scanned in The Marketplace.
Zarzo Icefang is between Downtown and The Marketplace having just fended off some over eager gun merchants, seeking out information about a hunter competition.
Sigil: an MMORPCCG ">Mexus: An MMORPCCG
"Ashnar was but scared of the being that stopped before him, and thus acted within reason of Daligan defense protocols. And as for your beliefs, Colonel, I will not judge them, but I hope you have already ready realized the one you wish to speak to is not here. I have a more pressing matter: I seek a magical artifact that exists within Vorvadoss, in The Deep, according to prior information and my innate artifact hunting senses. I will need both yours and Xajit's assistance. I only tested you, Colonel, Xajit, to learn how far you would go to accomplish a mission and you both display the loyalty I have been looking for for so long." Ishan then walks back to the desk and sits down at one of the chairs and beings talking again.
"Col. Rikk'sk, I know you cannot leave your post, as you are the head officer, so I implore you to provide assistance in whatever way you can with your resources. Now that I have said what is needed, I shall provide you with Ashnar again. He now understands the plan as well; just be peaceful with him and he will not further agitate the situation."
Ishan returns to a voice in Ashnar's head and Ashnar's eyes turn from a glowing orange into the normal Daligan red.
It-Tu slid two sparks across the table.
"A Daligan Love if you please, miss."
He then pulled out four more sparks, and placed one next to the stack of two.
"As well as any information you can give me on those three parties."
He indicated the four at the bar, the couple with the holo-display, and the folks playing dice. He then rapped his knuckle on the stack of sparks at his end of the table.
"I'm willing to pay market price, of course."
Creature - Amiox
W: It-Tu Borudey can block an additional creature this turn.
2/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Outlaw
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRR
Perks: Peacekeeper's Pistol > Whenever It-Tu Borudey blocks or becomes blocked, deals 1 damage to that creature.
Current Goals: Learn more about the mysterious metal disc.
((yup yup))
You leave the office with a dignified air and made your way into the Marketplace. You fly around for a few moments searching for an appropriate shop. You occasionally see a storefront displaying weaponry, but it's typically in the distance and the route to any particular building isn't ever obvious. About a half hour later you're no further in finding the store you want, but looking obviously a little lost. Your need apparent a spherical droid floats down from the ceiling of the station toward you, and inquires how it may guide you.
"Ah yes, an armory" it replies once you explain your needs. You're scanned lights to tail with a soft blue light "I am sorry, I'm unfamiliar with your species violence needs. What types of weapons are you looking for?"
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Zarzon Icefang
You pass many different establishments of various level of apparent wealth. You see overly dramatic casinos as well as small hovel sized diners. Wandering doesn't seem to be helping much. You had a name you were supposed to find...
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With a practiced motion and a smile the coins vanished form your table and she turned away. A few seconds on conversation with the bartender later and she walks back with two fist sized spheres. She sets one in front of you and takes a slow drag on the red liquid in hers.
"The four at the bar are mercs. Not very good ones, but with outstanding reps." she mummbled then giggled "Oh, you are cute!" she said in her normal tone, smiling. "The couple are some form of anti-TAW rebel group from what is implied with the missions they pay out for. Rare to see employers coming here."
She smiled broadly and sits in the chair beside you, laughing. "As for the dice, they're our regulars."
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Xajit and Ashnar
The Colonel glares at Ashnar and then sighs. "Before we speak of any relic you want my assistance stealing, or no doubt the bribe you're going to offer me to get it, let's start with you just confessing murder. Why did you kill the poor thing?"
The cibernetics on his face blink on and off a few times then the door behind him opens again, and a bored looking officer steps in and begins to question Xajit softly.
"What, exactly, I'm sorry, do you eat? Besides the furniture" it asks Xajit from underneath it.
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Vorvadoss
Plasma: Ss'ksms Cfss just arrived, is at the entrance to the The Enclave of Treasure Hunters.
The Deep: Ashnar and Xajit are currently underneath the Officer Office attempting to kill the head of the Officer Office.
Carbon: in The Outlaw Guild so currently in Downtown (entertainment area).
Unpronounceable is in an office of the Officer Office speaking about murders on a diff planet.
Ava'Aris II is in the Diplomat Hall
Karnac is technically in The Burbs but is near the Officer Offices heading to the building next to where Unpronounceable is in.
Alexis Robertson is frantically being scanned in The Marketplace.
Zarzo Icefang is between Downtown and The Marketplace having just fended off some over eager gun merchants, seeking out information about a hunter competition.
Sigil: an MMORPCCG ">Mexus: An MMORPCCG
Ava'Aris II
With the map in hand, you make short order to the guild hall. It's architecture is grand, the building is over two city-blocks wide and reaches all the way to the top of the station, though it isn't very inspired. The hall is all slate, metallic silver. There is no ornamentation or artistic touches. The closest thing is a large sign that hangs high on the building reading "Diplomat Guild Hall" and what you assume is the same thing in over a hundred different languages around the words you can actually make out. Walking up to the building you notice there are actually three different entrances. One labeld "Asylum" another "Legal" and finally "Diplomats ONLY".
((I'm assuming you're entering the third door, if not disregard the following))
You make your way past long lines leading out of the other two entrances and head towards the third door which thankfully has no line at all. There is an identification slot near the handle, and you insert your ID in and the door opens. As soon as the the door opens you're greeted by a young male voice coming from within
"Good day, your grace. How may we help you?" The creature standing just inside the doorway appears to be waiting on any one to enter to service their needs. He's wearing a clean and stiff uniform. He is humanoid but instead of skin, he is covered in a pale coral plumage of feathers hand has soft blue eyes without iris or pupil. He bows elaborately as you make your way fully inside.
Ava'Aris II W
Artifact Creature - Asirian
, : prevent all damage done to and by target creature with converted mana cost 3 or less.
1/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Diplomat
Experience: 0/25
Mana: WWWWW
Perks: Blessing of the Gilharad > +1/+2
The woman would proceed straight to the "Diplomats only" Door. Smiling at the receptionist, she bows back in response. "I would like to check in sir before I make my way to the Treasure Hunters. Are there any messages or instructions from my home world or any means I can use to communicate to inform my superiors that I have arrived?" she would ask the male. Knowing there should be communication ports available after all.
Sasky for the Sig.
I am in your [PACK]. Watching you... do... something.
"The world was spinning so fast. I had just arrived. But there is no excuse for taking a perhaps innocent life. I should have not gotten so angry at Ishan and at the ooze-being for getting angry at me." Ashnar then takes off his hood, stands up, then bows before the Colonel.
"It is time we resolve all of our matters."
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"......" The architecture of this place was certainly something she would be taking time to get used to. Ss'Ksms took a moment to observe the building's interior, careful to keep out of the way of some, other less courteous folk that may happen to pass by; as they do arrive at the most unpleasant times.
"Holo, hole, hello, hollow, hallow, holo? Hm....." she spoke to herself for a brief moment, whirring through the common language of the V'ssrh as to what she meant, most likely communication through the computers.
While she was also thankful for the expedited application, it did strike her odd that she was a source of interest, unless the being had many interests, which was most likely, and she was merely a spark in that flame of knowledge.
But limitless energy, a farce of an ideal. Ideal at best, but nonetheless impossible, as energy, despite growing, also dissipates, so what would the Head Clerk want? Kindle is the exchange for growth. She pondered its source for a moment as she walked towards the public terminals, picking a more distant computer from the other beings and setting up a connection.
Creature - Theriva
Red instant and sorceries you cast cost 1 less to cast this turn if you have already cast a red spell this turn.
1/1
Location: Plasma
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Treasure Hunter
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRRR
Perks: Flamebreak Corona >r: Deal x damage to target creature or player, where X is equal to Ss'ksms Cfss's power.
Current Goal: Limitless power?
Thanks to mcchief111 for the avvy.
Decks:
Standard:
RMinotaur MidrangeB
Modern:
GSpider TribalB
RArtifractureB
EDH:
MayaelWRG
Reaper KingWUBRG
Niv-MizzetUR
Alesha, Who Smiles At DeathWBR
It-Tu scratched his chin, then passed an additional spark to the barmaid. He gently picked up her hand and rubbed the back of it with his thumb, and gave her a sweet smile.
"Forgive me for being forward, but I'm just trying to continue our little charade. Now, for future reference, specifics earn more sparks from me than flirting, my dear. Keep your ear to the ground, and the better information you have, the more generous a patron you'll find me. Thank you very much for the drink and the conversation, and feel free to spend some more time with your other customers as I shouldn't require further services from you this evening...though I truly hope you'll deliver me another drink at the same time next week."
He let go of her hand, and she departed for her next table without a word. He took a hearty sip of his drink, then approached the couple with the holo-display.
"Pardon my intrusion, but I've heard you might be willing to spare a minute to speak with someone about the weather--specifically, about the way the winds are blowing. Mind if I take a seat?"
Creature - Amiox
W: It-Tu Borudey can block an additional creature this turn.
2/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Outlaw
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRR
Perks: Peacekeeper's Pistol > Whenever It-Tu Borudey blocks or becomes blocked, deals 1 damage to that creature.
Current Goals: Learn more about the mysterious metal disc.
Behind you, apparently shocked to see you turn around, is a droid. It is only around two meters tall, but walks on two lean legs. It has a rounded body without any other visible limbs. It's sensor unit was a faintly triangular shape above the core body, almost like a head, on top of the sensor unit three recessed lights were blinking faint orange.
Beep.. be-beepe "DEM-24 droid follows Aaztac. DEM-24 gives money, makes sure Aaztac comes to HQ as soon as he arrives. DEM-24 does not mean to offend. Do not deactivate DEM-24!" the lights on it's head flashed a few times and the message ended.
Oh you've got to be kidding....
Heavily resisting the urge to sigh at the panicking droid, Karnac turned back around and then said " Well c'mon then, let's get this over with." As he headed into the Marshall Hq to see just what in the galaxy was going on around here, and why he was brought here.
Karnac R
Creature - Aaztac
Provoke.
2/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 0
Inventory: ~
Profession: Officer
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRR
Perks: Marshal's Badge > Intimidate
Species: Vexun (A sub race of elves they have darker skin and have pointed ears and are around 5'10 and all of them have long red hair and piercing blue eyes.) They are highly intelligent and have a much lower body temperature than a human or elf(around 63.8) They use mostly crippling enchantments and soceries to fight in opposed to instants(They like to kill slowly)
Alcove: Carbon
Color: Black (Level two UB and Level three URB)
Professions: Diplomat
Spec and Perk: Magical
Shadow Field B
Enchantment -(U)
Enchanted creature gets a -2/-0
Whenever the enchanted creature attacks and is unblocked the defending player lose 2 life.
Whenever the enchanted creature attacks and is blocked the blocking creature gets a -2/-1 until end of turn.
"I will show you the power of shadow" Elyon Dixus.
Home Planet: Vexis is a small planet covered in swamplands and forest and dark chilly waters. Vexis is still around but is mostly free from outside influence and is not diverse at all only the only that live here are the Vexun and animals they eat.
Ophelia Le Doux (R/B)
Creature - Vampire Assassin
Haste First Strike
1/1
Gold: 0
Inventory: Clothes
Abilities:
Traits: Speed
Experience: 6/20
Mana: R
Odula Besa (U/B)
Creature - Vampire Artificer
T: Target artifact creature gets your choice of -1/-0 or +1/+0 until end of turn.
1/1
Gold: 41
Inventory: Adventurer's Clothes, Basic Artificer Toolkit, 3 pounds of Basic metal.
Abilities: N/A
Current Goals:
Experience: 1/20
Mana: 2(U/B)(U/B)
"Of course, your Grace." he says as he straightens from his bow. He turns on his heel and guides you deeper down an elaborately decorated hallway. The walls are lined with fine art, and the floor is covered by a soft stone set in elaborate mosaic.
The receptionist discreetly checks a datapad attached at his wrist before speaking "Ava'Aris, we have received no messages from Ga'Varik at this time, but you may of course contact them within your office." he stopped at a large door and palmed it open, it led to another hallway, this one with many doors numbered in common.
"Your office is 132, should be midway down the hall and on your right."
Your office is simple and almost stark. The only contents is an old desk and a holographic computer displaying a blank login screen. You had caught a glimpse of other offices on your way down the hallway, all of which were much much more elaborately decorated though identical in size.
((OOC: ze problem is I have no tangible ideals yet! ))
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Ss'Ksms Cfss
The terminal you choose is quite a bit away from others and enter your login credentials. The standard browser and messaging programs are prominent on the screen, as well as a program entitled "The Exchange" before you are able to launch any of the applications a loud beeping signifies an incomming message.
"Good day, Ss'Ksms Cfss" The screen filled with the face of a young appearing woman with fair skin and long hair. ((My avy)) "I am going to skip the pleasantries Acolyte. Have you had any time to delve into the alcoves to search for any information regarding something called a True Rune? They are fairly commonly known among circles interested in such power sources. I may have found one."
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Ashnar and Xajit
"I agree." The colonel responds, "You are under arrest, and by my authority, will be detained in a medium security facility until the time of your trial. You are entitled to counsel should you seek it."
Then he turns towards Xajit "You want work? Fine, we ran a background on you and found nothing. We're going to take your friend here to the nearby asteroid belt for holding while he awaits trial. We always need new guards there. We can interview you on the way. Answer the questions wrong and you won't be on the outside, if you get my drift."
The door behind the Col opens and two guards in the same uniform approach Ashnar, a metallic device probably intending to detain him carried between the pair.
They are both
Vorvadoss Grunt (G/W)
Creature - Human C
Vigilance
1/2
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It-Tu
The man looks up at you confused, and takes off a strange device from his face, an antique you believe, glasses? The woman regards you coolly for a moment before gesturing towards an empty seat across from her. She taps a few buttons on the holo and it vanishes. Now that the bluish tent has left the air you can tell that both are, well blue. The woman regardes you will cool black eyes but the man simply puts the antique back on his face and smiles at you.
"Oh the weather has been wonderful these past few days. It is all supposed to be controlled in Vorvadoss, you know, but I feel like lately it has been a little more... independent. But that is only the weather here mostly, the weather on planet side is more interesting usually"
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Zarzo
Frustrated, you head into the next building you see. It's a rather large, noisy, and brightly lit, arcade. Young people are playing games all around you, crowding around one another while they wait for their turn at specific displays. Before you make it more than a couple of steps into the menagerie an elderly man walks up to you and smiles.
"You're a tad bit older than our usual clientele, are you looking for any game in particular?"
You begin to ask him about finding Rissiks, when you notice his name tag, illuminating proudly from his chest GameMaster: Rissiks.
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Unpronounceable
The droid beeps a few times then intones "Most excellent, seeking melee weapondry for Sx-class species. Follow me" The droid floats off towards the west.
It leads you into what almost appears to be a foundry. Large cauldrons filled with molten material are being poured into molds covered in runes. Mages seem to be standing around each molding as the casting takes place. When you walk in, a rotund and squat being wobbles up to you, his entire personage covered in thick black hair.
"Ello, welk to meh shop! What'cha beh neden I can be makin." it's voice was quick and garbled, as if he had a mouth full. "I cah affix a weapon teh any thin." He gestures to a flat display of what appears to be a menu.
Simple Blade 1
Artifact - Equipment
Equipped creature gets +2/+0
Equip 1
600 Sparks
Balanced Bludgeon 2
Equipped creature gets +1/+0 and has trample
Equip 1
650 Sparks
Masterwork Blade 5
Equipped creature gets +2/+2 and has doublestrike and Bushido 2
Equip 5
2500 Sparks
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Karnac
As you reach the entrance the droid quickly steps in front of you and a small compartment open and a small appendage whips out and into a hole besides the hinges. With a few beeps the murky image behind the window in the door begins to move.
"Destination is HQ number 3, please allow a few moments for the appropriate office to be moved into place. In the mean time, if you would insert the claims chip into the receptacle by the door your funds will be made available."
You notice a slot in the shape of your claims chip just above where the droid had called for the office. You insert your chip and two cylinders drop into an opening, each containing 500 sparks worth of coin.
When you collect your pay the door finally opens directly into an office. A tall lean man is sitting on his desk, staring at you as you walk in. His skin is slate gray and stiff, as if it were hardened material instead of flesh.
"It's about bloody time." The man's voice was gravely "Word 'round here is Jeda, small planet two systems out, is about to rebel."
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Elyon Dixus B
Creature - Vexun
Whenever an enchantment enters the battlefield under your control, target creature gets -1/-0 until end of turn.
1/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Diplomat
Experience: 0/25
Mana: BBBBBB
Perks: Shdow Field > -2/-0 unblocked attacks -2 life, blocking creature gets -2/-1
You arrive on Vorvadoss towards the end of the day cycle and the normally chaotic customs lines are all but gone. You stride through the hangar and after a brief confirmation of your migration papers are waved into the marketplace by a yawning working who mutters "your grace" as you leave.
The Marketplace is a startling juxtaposition to the hangar. Where one was barren and empty, The Marketplace was still an area of little-to no elbow room as hundreds of different peoples from dozens of planets buy and sell incessantly.
((I'll be able to give a better hook, if you would like, if I get to know the char a bit more. If you'd rather just explore/interact with others that's perfectly fine as well ))
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Ava'Aris II
"Of course, your Grace." he says as he straightens from his bow. He turns on his heel and guides you deeper down an elaborately decorated hallway. The walls are lined with fine art, and the floor is covered by a soft stone set in elaborate mosaic.
The receptionist discreetly checks a datapad attached at his wrist before speaking "Ava'Aris, we have received no messages from Ga'Varik at this time, but you may of course contact them within your office." he stopped at a large door and palmed it open, it led to another hallway, this one with many doors numbered in common.
"Your office is 132, should be midway down the hall and on your right."
Your office is simple and almost stark. The only contents is an old desk and a holographic computer displaying a blank login screen. You had caught a glimpse of other offices on your way down the hallway, all of which were much much more elaborately decorated though identical in size.
The woman would nod and smile a bit. Thanking him and heading into the office, she would then head to the computer and leave a message to her superiors:
"Your Eminence,
I have arrived at the Station. The people seem to be very civilized and courteous. I shall proceed to the Treasure Hunter's Guild to find info regarding artifacts we may be able to procure and study. If the Priests have, indeed, sensed a powerful relic here indeed, I shall bring it back home for study. Though what of those seeking secession of the artifact? Especially if said artifact is important to another race?
Currently I can be contacted through a data tablet that was given to me for use here.
Your Student,
Ava'Aris II"
She would then check her letter and hit the send button before leaving her things except the Data tablet and head off to the Treasure Hunter's Guild and looked for her guide while she admired the works of art and smaller relics and replicas on display at the guild.
Ava'Aris II W
Artifact Creature - Asirian
W, T: prevent all damage done to and by target creature with converted mana cost 3 or less.
1/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000
Inventory: ~
Profession: Diplomat
Experience: 0/25
Mana: WWWWWW
Perks: Blessing of the Gilharad > +1/+2
Sasky for the Sig.
I am in your [PACK]. Watching you... do... something.
Elyon Dixus nods towards the yawning worker and smiles as she runs her hands through her hair and the her shadowous aura began to seep out of her skin she quickly pulled it in as she did not want to kill any more people and have to fill out paper work. Damn I hate paper work and people...urgh! she thought as she brushed off some dirty she saw with her hand on her uniform and headed to the Marketplace looking for the type of men, women and species that you dont want to meet in a dark room, or alone or with anyone actually but she need some direction and something to nail to that wall and the best people for that was the people that ran the illegal parts of the station hidden but always seen, Elyon had mad a very good career for herself taking out gangs and rivals or other people and playing people to use to her advantage and to rise though the ranks as a diplomat. Today she was supposed to meet with a human named Jerga that was running a small gang that was going places and with her hand she would guide them all the way to the top and then bring their world crashing down all for her career and for a little fun actually in her mind as she had did twice before she had help give rise to two other gangs before Jergas that were big at the station and then slowly back away and watch their little world get turned upside down and Jerga was no different. She weaved through the marketplace and headed down to a small and tight back alley where she would meet Jerga
Whenever ~ attacks target creature gets a -1/-1 until end of turn.
2/1
Ophelia Le Doux (R/B)
Creature - Vampire Assassin
Haste First Strike
1/1
Gold: 0
Inventory: Clothes
Abilities:
Traits: Speed
Experience: 6/20
Mana: R
Odula Besa (U/B)
Creature - Vampire Artificer
T: Target artifact creature gets your choice of -1/-0 or +1/+0 until end of turn.
1/1
Gold: 41
Inventory: Adventurer's Clothes, Basic Artificer Toolkit, 3 pounds of Basic metal.
Abilities: N/A
Current Goals:
Experience: 1/20
Mana: 2(U/B)(U/B)
Sigil: an MMORPCCG ">Mexus: An MMORPCCG
He then turns to face the Col. "I am ready to face the consequences, for I know that after my trial, I shall be able to continue on my quest to find It. I'm glad you have been reasonable, Rikk'sk, and I thank you for your time. Please do let me know how you can help me, afterwards." And with that Ashnar goes along with whatever Vorvdoss has in store for him.
As you reach the entrance the droid quickly steps in front of you and a small compartment open and a small appendage whips out and into a hole besides the hinges. With a few beeps the murky image behind the window in the door begins to move.
"Destination is HQ number 3, please allow a few moments for the appropriate office to be moved into place. In the mean time, if you would insert the claims chip into the receptacle by the door your funds will be made available."
You notice a slot in the shape of your claims chip just above where the droid had called for the office. You insert your chip and two cylinders drop into an opening, each containing 500 sparks worth of coin.
When you collect your pay the door finally opens directly into an office. A tall lean man is sitting on his desk, staring at you as you walk in. His skin is slate gray and stiff, as if it were hardened material instead of flesh.
"It's about bloody time." The man's voice was gravely "Word 'round here is Jeda, small planet two systems out, is about to rebel."
"I'm sorry was I supposed to act suprised?" Karnac questioned taking a seat by the desk " There's always some part of the galaxy in revolt, if there wasn't then the politicians would be out of a job and they'd have to find something productive to do with their time."
Karnac smirked at this, but the smrik faded soon enough as he then focused on the task at hand " Now unless,your about to hand me the keys to an Orbital Dreadnaught or have about 25 more Marshalls stashed somewhere, I'm assuming you brought here to deal with something a bit more specific on that planet than just a general revolt rumor."
Karnac R
Creature - Aaztac
Provoke.
2/1
Location: Carbon
Sparks: 1000 (cha-ching!)
Inventory: ~
Profession: Officer
Experience: 0/25
Mana: RRRRR
Perks: Marshal's Badge > Intimidate