I think we should all put a synopsis of our characters' abilities here to help people pick their roles. As I mentioned, my character is basically the tank. I am going with a Ssi-ruu, a species that is about as big and strong as a wookiee, with blaster-resistant hides and a very keen sense of smell. To balance that out, I'm not having any real skills outside combat. They also have some other disadvantages with them, like eyesight poorer than that of a human. My character's primary weapon will be a heavy repeater, so I'll basically be the machine gunner of the group and, obviously, strong in melee. If no one else decides to specialize in rockets and explosives and such, I can pick up that role, as someone will need to take it, but I don't want to give too much to my character.
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Kaleeth did not expect Vera's answer, though she supposed it made sense. For someone who had just turned into a lycan, learning to live in the clan would be a relatively small problem. They would be a lot more worried about coming to terms with their lycanthropy than anything, and like Vera said, being made to be so close to the rest of the clan could even be helpful.
"Oh, no it's fine." Kaleeth answered, pausing a moment to try to think of where to begin. "It was like this in a lot of ways, but we didn't stay in one place. We moved our village with the seasons to get away from floods. We always set up our village in around a HIst tree in a few different places. Once you're old enough, everyone has to help out somehow, but most hatchlings spend a lot of their time training for their future role. I trained to be a hunter, so that's why I have my tattoos. Every hunter has to go through a difficult test to earn them. Mine show...resilience, I think is the right word."
Meesei gave a slight chuckle. "I believe that is all we know at the moment. It is slow, and is a poison. I believe Sabine just wants to learn more about it: how long it would take to work, what it is made of, and other such properties."
Since Meesei was not as directly needed as Sabine, she looked around a moment, then found an empty chair in which to take a seat. She nodded to Sabine for her to proceeding, hoping that she would gather from her casual tone that she should avoid giving away too much information if at all possible.
Although Lorag was not participating in the duel, he had no problem giving his comments on it. His mother's harsh training early in life, coupled with his unforgiving Legion training, made it difficult for him to avoid pointing out anything he perceived as a flaw in an ally's technique. "I'm with the skittish Redguard on this one. Two swords is more flashy than effective. You'd be better off with a parrying dagger, or better yet, a buckler. You'd get a better defense, with the same or better attack. Sure, two swords can work, just like killing someone with a rusty fork can work. You'd just be better at killing with somethin' else."
"Oh, no it's fine." Kaleeth answered, pausing a moment to try to think of where to begin. "It was like this in a lot of ways, but we didn't stay in one place. We moved our village with the seasons to get away from floods. We always set up our village in around a HIst tree in a few different places. Once you're old enough, everyone has to help out somehow, but most hatchlings spend a lot of their time training for their future role. I trained to be a hunter, so that's why I have my tattoos. Every hunter has to go through a difficult test to earn them. Mine show...resilience, I think is the right word."
Meesei gave a slight chuckle. "I believe that is all we know at the moment. It is slow, and is a poison. I believe Sabine just wants to learn more about it: how long it would take to work, what it is made of, and other such properties."
Since Meesei was not as directly needed as Sabine, she looked around a moment, then found an empty chair in which to take a seat. She nodded to Sabine for her to proceeding, hoping that she would gather from her casual tone that she should avoid giving away too much information if at all possible.
Although Lorag was not participating in the duel, he had no problem giving his comments on it. His mother's harsh training early in life, coupled with his unforgiving Legion training, made it difficult for him to avoid pointing out anything he perceived as a flaw in an ally's technique. "I'm with the skittish Redguard on this one. Two swords is more flashy than effective. You'd be better off with a parrying dagger, or better yet, a buckler. You'd get a better defense, with the same or better attack. Sure, two swords can work, just like killing someone with a rusty fork can work. You'd just be better at killing with somethin' else."
I already know what I want to make. Someone tough, strong, good to put straight in the middle of a fight. Basically, the tank.
Tarentek did not expect convincing their leader to be easy, and while he was not quite as accepting as he hoped, he knew that it could be going far worse. Raldel's skepticism was understandable, even if his people weren't as secluded as they were. All Tarentek had to do was provide compelling enough evidence to make him take the threat seriously.
"She brought me here because I showed what this enemy can do. I still bear the scars of the attack." He explained before pulling back his robe just as before, revealing the scars that still covered a large section of his body. They evidenced a weapon that gave burns, along with many smaller cuts, but above all, the scars showed that the enemy had weapons entirely unlike any Raldel's people had likely seen before. "I was hit by a glancing blow from one of the weapons they have learned to use. It was a small object, not unlike a fruit in its shape, but made of metal, or at least it looked like metal. In an instant, it went from being harmless on the ground, to creating a deafeningly loud fireball of light and heat. It was hard to tell in the moment exactly what happened, but I think it sent out many objects, like small bullets, in all directions. I was far enough away to only be wounded, but my allies closer to the weapon had their flesh torn from their bone. It is a weapon that would be easy to use against flying opponents such as your people. There are many other things I can describe to you about their capabilities, given enough time, but if you are still doubting their existence, then I would recommend you send scouts to the city of Amman, to the northeast. If you do not know its location, I can point it out on any maps you might have. They either captured or destroyed the city, but in either case, their soldiers would still be present. You could see for yourselves their numbers and advanced weaponry." Tarentek recommended.
"She brought me here because I showed what this enemy can do. I still bear the scars of the attack." He explained before pulling back his robe just as before, revealing the scars that still covered a large section of his body. They evidenced a weapon that gave burns, along with many smaller cuts, but above all, the scars showed that the enemy had weapons entirely unlike any Raldel's people had likely seen before. "I was hit by a glancing blow from one of the weapons they have learned to use. It was a small object, not unlike a fruit in its shape, but made of metal, or at least it looked like metal. In an instant, it went from being harmless on the ground, to creating a deafeningly loud fireball of light and heat. It was hard to tell in the moment exactly what happened, but I think it sent out many objects, like small bullets, in all directions. I was far enough away to only be wounded, but my allies closer to the weapon had their flesh torn from their bone. It is a weapon that would be easy to use against flying opponents such as your people. There are many other things I can describe to you about their capabilities, given enough time, but if you are still doubting their existence, then I would recommend you send scouts to the city of Amman, to the northeast. If you do not know its location, I can point it out on any maps you might have. They either captured or destroyed the city, but in either case, their soldiers would still be present. You could see for yourselves their numbers and advanced weaponry." Tarentek recommended.
Even though Kaleeth knew that learning about the clan was simply a cover, she was surprised at how convincing Vera seemed to be. She almost believed Vera was being genuine. Although she did not necessarily need to remember everything Vera was saying, she decided to pay attention anyway. Not only would it make it easier for her to act believable, but it probably would be helpful to know more about the clan anyway. They did not know who the murderer was, and there was really no telling what knowledge would be useful, so she reasoned that it could not hurt to learn as much as she could.
"So everyone helps out with everything? It was the same way in my village, and it makes more sense to me than what they do in Imperial cities. We all had our own roles, but we helped anyone who needed it. Elders didn't have to, but most did something to help if their bodies let them. Though, if lycans come here from places like cities...is it hard to get new lycans to live this way?" Kaleeth asked, genuinely curious. She had been through the jarring experience of seeing how Imperials live after coming from her village, but she wondered if the reverse would be just as difficult.
Meesei returned Carana's greeting with a polite nod and a greeting of her own. "Yes, actually." She began with a friendly smile. As they were waiting, Meesei had thought about a way they might approach this. Her pack had arrived only the previous day with plenty of belongings of their own, so it was entirely possible to simply imply that they already had the poison before arriving. She did not want to lie directly and say that, of course, but with the right attitude and wording, she could strongly imply that was the case to the point that they might not question it. "We have something that Sabine has been wanting to test to learn more about it. It is a finished concoction, and from my understanding, it has been proving...stubborn. Do you think you could provide some assistance?"
Lorag gave a grunt. "Hmph, whatever." He commented just before Harriet called the attention of one of her pack. He looked like a reasonably trained fighter, but he didn't want to judge before seeing him in action. There was a time that Lorag believed he could easily size anyone up just by looking at them, but that was before he met Meesei. She did not exactly look defenseless at a glance, as most lycans naturally had a stronger physique than normal, but she did not look intimidating either, at least not by pure appearances.
Lorag chuckled for a moment after Harriet's question. "That city boy? I'd love to see him get knocked down a peg or two, but he's got some training. He was Fighter's Guild before he turned, and he's picked up Legion training from me. We've all been through some rough fights. Anyway, how 'bout you show me what he can do?"
"So everyone helps out with everything? It was the same way in my village, and it makes more sense to me than what they do in Imperial cities. We all had our own roles, but we helped anyone who needed it. Elders didn't have to, but most did something to help if their bodies let them. Though, if lycans come here from places like cities...is it hard to get new lycans to live this way?" Kaleeth asked, genuinely curious. She had been through the jarring experience of seeing how Imperials live after coming from her village, but she wondered if the reverse would be just as difficult.
Meesei returned Carana's greeting with a polite nod and a greeting of her own. "Yes, actually." She began with a friendly smile. As they were waiting, Meesei had thought about a way they might approach this. Her pack had arrived only the previous day with plenty of belongings of their own, so it was entirely possible to simply imply that they already had the poison before arriving. She did not want to lie directly and say that, of course, but with the right attitude and wording, she could strongly imply that was the case to the point that they might not question it. "We have something that Sabine has been wanting to test to learn more about it. It is a finished concoction, and from my understanding, it has been proving...stubborn. Do you think you could provide some assistance?"
Lorag gave a grunt. "Hmph, whatever." He commented just before Harriet called the attention of one of her pack. He looked like a reasonably trained fighter, but he didn't want to judge before seeing him in action. There was a time that Lorag believed he could easily size anyone up just by looking at them, but that was before he met Meesei. She did not exactly look defenseless at a glance, as most lycans naturally had a stronger physique than normal, but she did not look intimidating either, at least not by pure appearances.
Lorag chuckled for a moment after Harriet's question. "That city boy? I'd love to see him get knocked down a peg or two, but he's got some training. He was Fighter's Guild before he turned, and he's picked up Legion training from me. We've all been through some rough fights. Anyway, how 'bout you show me what he can do?"
I posted in the IC.
Also for everyone involved in the Caravan Escort mission, me and Elite have thought of a plan to hopefully advance that plot and make things enjoyable. If possible I'd like it if we could all at some point get on mibbit to talk about this, but if that doesn't work we can use a PM.
Yes, right, the plan...I have definitely not forgotten anything about that.
In any case, we can talk about it in PM, though I do have some questions to ask next time you're in mibbit.
Tarentek listened in as he waited for Onyx to introduce him. From the way the man, who Tarentek assumed to be the leader, spoke, he gathered that Onyx was more closely related to him than she had previously implied. He assumed, or at least hoped, that their relation would be helpful in persuading the leader to listen to him.
Once Tarentek heard his name, he stepped out as non-threateningly as possible, following every social rule she had told him of. In order to limit any snap judgements that the leader, Raldel, might make, he spoke up immediately to get straight to business. "I understand that speaking to outsiders is unusual and exceptional, so I will get straight to my purpose here. Your people are in danger. There is an army, an empire, advancing from the east. The city of Amman has fallen, as have countless others to the east if the rumors hold true. I was there to witness their attack; their power is greater than any civilization previously known to us...by a large margin. They have a command over Human technologies the likes of which I would not have thought possible. The advantage it gives them is...severe. Your people's flight has given you an advantage over the others in our region, but you have to believe me when I say that it will not matter with them."
Once Tarentek heard his name, he stepped out as non-threateningly as possible, following every social rule she had told him of. In order to limit any snap judgements that the leader, Raldel, might make, he spoke up immediately to get straight to business. "I understand that speaking to outsiders is unusual and exceptional, so I will get straight to my purpose here. Your people are in danger. There is an army, an empire, advancing from the east. The city of Amman has fallen, as have countless others to the east if the rumors hold true. I was there to witness their attack; their power is greater than any civilization previously known to us...by a large margin. They have a command over Human technologies the likes of which I would not have thought possible. The advantage it gives them is...severe. Your people's flight has given you an advantage over the others in our region, but you have to believe me when I say that it will not matter with them."
Tarentek waited patiently on the ledge. As long as he did not move, he did not have to worry about falling, and he would be less likely to be discovered. His robe could blend in rather well with the rocks, so at a distance, it would be quite difficult to detect him. While he waited, he had time to think about how he was going to word his warning. From his impression of Onyx, he got the sense that her race was prideful and isolationist. However, he had a feeling their leader might be more agreeable. Generally, it made sense to give the common person a strong since of pride and confidence in the group, but leaders tended to be at least a bit more realistic. They were responsible for their people's safety, so not only did they have to know what their people were capable of, but also be aware of and acknowledge their weaknesses. As such, their leader might be receptive to his warning.
Once Onyx finally returned, Tarentek stood up and walked over to her so she could pick him up once more. "I suppose so. I've had plenty of time to think about what to say. Let's just be quick; I would like to avoid the rest of your kin until your leader can protect me."
Once Onyx finally returned, Tarentek stood up and walked over to her so she could pick him up once more. "I suppose so. I've had plenty of time to think about what to say. Let's just be quick; I would like to avoid the rest of your kin until your leader can protect me."
Rareth was not sure if she should add the Conquest to her list of potential vacation destinations. On the one hand, willingly traveling into Sovereignty space was something she tended to avoid. Even if they were at peace, she was not fond of several of the Sovereignty's laws, or the way they were enforced. Each time she went to one of their planets, she found herself more stressed than anything. On the other hand, what Shuo described sounded entirely too interesting to simply ignore.
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The group continued to talk and drink for some time; exactly how much time had passed Rareth did not know. The only thing she was certain of was that she had been drinking the entire time. Rareth was definitely drunk, not so much that she could not control herself, but enough that it was plainly obvious. She assumed the others were as well, though she had not been paying close attention to how much the others had been drinking.
"I wish...I could make it warm in here. The air is so cool. I almost need clothes; the kind we use to stay warm on cold planets. They heat themselves." Rareth commented. Her tone was not quite annoyed, rather, it seemed like she just wanted something to talk about. Slowly, she turned her head to Shiva and Shuo curiously. "What does it feel like for you to be warm anyway? Though...I guess if cold is normal for you, then warm must be really hot."
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The group continued to talk and drink for some time; exactly how much time had passed Rareth did not know. The only thing she was certain of was that she had been drinking the entire time. Rareth was definitely drunk, not so much that she could not control herself, but enough that it was plainly obvious. She assumed the others were as well, though she had not been paying close attention to how much the others had been drinking.
"I wish...I could make it warm in here. The air is so cool. I almost need clothes; the kind we use to stay warm on cold planets. They heat themselves." Rareth commented. Her tone was not quite annoyed, rather, it seemed like she just wanted something to talk about. Slowly, she turned her head to Shiva and Shuo curiously. "What does it feel like for you to be warm anyway? Though...I guess if cold is normal for you, then warm must be really hot."
I think I will do a bit of a timeskip to get things moving.
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