[center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Z4tbhP3.png[/img] [color=FireBrick][h3]Captain Piper[/h3][/color] [color=FireBrick] level[/color]: 1 [color=FireBrick]day/time[/color]: day 3 - evening [color=FireBrick]Location[/color]: 26th Floor of Tetris Castle, The Reception Hall [color=FireBrick]Interacting with[/color]: [@Zarkun], [@Holy Soldier] [/center] Piper was familiar with the kind of tech used to make the projections, even if she found it a little disconcerting to see again. Her people didn’t use it, but she had seen stuff like it while her crew where blasting through hoards of hive minded bots on voltron’s ships. Once the screen started working it revealed more of the biped animal people that seemed to make up the majority of the population of this and most other worlds. Piper was still getting used to them and their… squishiness. Piper was however rather familiar with the kind of cabin fever she decided that the people on the other end of communication device where suffering from. Coop a group of people up on a spaceship together for too long away from outside influences and they get overly familiar and comfortable with each others eccentricities, developing a micro culture that comes of as odd to everyone else. That said, this lot where on the extreme end of that process and she was somewhat surprised they hadn’t vented themselves into space or crashed straight into an asteroid as a result of their space madness. Or that none of the died to a ricocheting weapons discharge when their only sane man forced them to stop bickering with firepower. She could only hope that this president person of too many titles calmed down after getting some fresh company, rather than dragging them all down into his insanity. As for the mission itself, piper had very little perspective to draw on to draw any conclusions from the limited data they where given. She supposed these iron gods might be people like her. Other than that she wasn’t sure how dangerous these dragons where, nor did she have much to offer in the way of ideas as to what the barbarians and their metal masters might want. Whatever it was, Piper decided her goal would be to lift it before they got their hands on it. Aiming to get a jist of what might be considered valuable in the settlement she asked: [color=FireBrick]”This Markarth place home to anything notable that would make it a target? Recently unearthed ancient structures or artifacts, vaults full of treasure, arsenal of weapons, that kind of thing?”[/color] Like Vent, Piper would forgo traditional clothing, in her case it was because wearing flammable cloth on your body does not mix well with having an exposed furnace on your chest. She also found Vent’s comment about lethality rather disconcerting as a result of her previous mental equating of the steel gods to her own kind. [color=FireBrick]”Why might you feel like scrapping one is acceptable when the other might not be?”[/color] She hoped it was because her kind could simply be put back together if scraped, unlike animals who would not get up again once sufficiently damaged, no matter how much duct tape you applied, rather than some kind of resentment towards her kind. [center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/gmaQsw3.png[/img] [color=4bbeff][h3]Taric[/h3][/color] [color=4bbeff] level[/color]: 2 [color=4bbeff]day/time[/color]: 3 - evening [color=4bbeff]Location[/color]: save point inn [color=4bbeff]Interacting with[/color]: [@ONL], [@Guardian Angel Haruki], [@Zarkun], [@Majoras End], Holy Soldier [color=4bbeff]Cooldowns:[/color] Bastion: 2/2. linked ally: none Starlight's Touch: 0/6 [/center] Taric was a little less befuddled by the existence of cuphead than everyone else it seemed, having pegged him as some kind of eccentrically designed golem. Really, he was not that much more strange than the wheelchair bound humanoid turtle or a glowing talking dragonfly. still, he was glad fate had lead him to see the little marvel or rather that the protector had lead him to see them, as Taric soon found out he had stumbled into a call to adventure. [color=4bbeff]”I suppose it was optimistic of me to think we might be here just for sightseeing then”[/color] he muttered to himself in amusement. It was not much of a stretch to hear laughter in the the melodic tones produced by his follower gems as they moved to avoid scraping the ceiling of the staircase. Once they were in a room Taric sat down on one of the beds, set bravado down beside and him to listen to Spark’s tale of dragons, danger, deception and dark figures. A dark hooded figure that it turned out might be [i]in this very building![/i] Or it might just be someone with similar dress sense. Dark cloaks were the fashion of choice for suspicious figures everywhere, so confronting the one downstairs would probably be good for someone, even if it wasn't them. [color=4bbeff]”Shall we go confront this suspicious figure then?”[/color] Taric asked as he stood up once more, a process that involved dramatically tossing his mace bravado up from where it was sitting using his right hand, letting it twirl around once in the air before catching it by the handle in his left gauntleted hand. [color=4bbeff]”and if we do, do you want help down the stairs Bentley?”[/color] He imagined the bumpy ride back down would be most unpleasant if done unassisted. [center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/YKgqBSS.png[/img] [color=4BE2A3][h3]Naija[/h3][/color] [color=4BE2A3] level[/color]: 5 [color=4BE2A3]day/time[/color]: day 3 - evening [color=4BE2A3]Location[/color]: tetris castle - floor 49 -> floor 75 [color=4BE2A3]Interacting with[/color]: Holy Soldier [/center] A portal to another world was definitely something interesting. The amount of uses that that could provide where mind boggling. [color=4BE2A3]”have you tried”[/color] Naija began before realizing she probably wouldn’t be able to suggest anything the scientist had not already thought of [color=4BE2A3]”Never mind. I’ll leave you to it.”[/color] Naija was a little disappointed to not be getting to keep the bag. She was going to use it as decor for the room she had taken on the 75th floor. A room she decided it was high time she went back to. [color=4BE2A3]”good night Dr. Solus”[/color] She let herself out the lab and headed up to the castle’s Quarters. There she went to the bathroom attached to her room, filled up the bathtub with water and towels and then promptly snuggled into the resulting warm mess to get some much needed sleep.