Fool's Redoubt, 57th of spring, early morning
Fool's Redoubt.
An odd place off in the ass-end of nowhere with an odd name. It is so named for its construction, over a massive sinkhole that had swallowed up half the fortress before falling into a hole god knows how deep. Apparently the Fort was for an ancient Terran king who had decided to 'move' to a different capital instead of following tradition and keeping the palace in GAIA, and it is seen as punishment for his hubris when the fort collapsed. Oddly enough, rich mineral wealth was found beneath the fort in later years, and a mining town has sprung up near the abandoned fort, affectionately referred to as 'fort dumbass' by the locals.
Today, a man (Dwarf) by the name of Gor Kazach and his pseudo-lieutenant a man (Siren) named Aur Iliax await for various employees that should be arriving any time now. The Dwarf runs a trade caravan you see, and he needs bodyguards and those with technical or magical know-how to help him on the long trek to Rosa. Aur's experience with Tech was mostly limited to ground vehicles and guns, so it'd be nice to have someone who could help with the various artifacts and machines they dealt in. Especially problematic is most of the Mercenaries he hired had died on the way here to an unfortunate rockslide, and Aur was not exactly a one-Siren army.
So, Gor had sent out messages over the past week to various taverns in the area (the sort of guys who went to taverns to look for work were the sort of men he was looking for), in the hopes that maybe some Mercs or adventurers were wandering the area. Only time would tell if he was right...
Fool's Redoubt.
An odd place off in the ass-end of nowhere with an odd name. It is so named for its construction, over a massive sinkhole that had swallowed up half the fortress before falling into a hole god knows how deep. Apparently the Fort was for an ancient Terran king who had decided to 'move' to a different capital instead of following tradition and keeping the palace in GAIA, and it is seen as punishment for his hubris when the fort collapsed. Oddly enough, rich mineral wealth was found beneath the fort in later years, and a mining town has sprung up near the abandoned fort, affectionately referred to as 'fort dumbass' by the locals.
Today, a man (Dwarf) by the name of Gor Kazach and his pseudo-lieutenant a man (Siren) named Aur Iliax await for various employees that should be arriving any time now. The Dwarf runs a trade caravan you see, and he needs bodyguards and those with technical or magical know-how to help him on the long trek to Rosa. Aur's experience with Tech was mostly limited to ground vehicles and guns, so it'd be nice to have someone who could help with the various artifacts and machines they dealt in. Especially problematic is most of the Mercenaries he hired had died on the way here to an unfortunate rockslide, and Aur was not exactly a one-Siren army.
So, Gor had sent out messages over the past week to various taverns in the area (the sort of guys who went to taverns to look for work were the sort of men he was looking for), in the hopes that maybe some Mercs or adventurers were wandering the area. Only time would tell if he was right...