Alfhedil

Age of Glory

Personally not entirely sold on any of the maps except maybe that second one.

Fallout: Into the Storm

@darkwolf687 You're good to shift Servius over to the Characters tab.

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Khaliya, The Swordwind

December 3rd, 2286
New York City Metro - Blue Line

Before them the railcar's twisted carriage lay buried in the rubble exactly as it had died two-hundred years before, every slight sound carrying in a soft echo through the darkness within. As the tunnel prior, there were no signs of recent habitation, only the dead still seated or strewn across the floor in heaps. Here and there luggage racks had popped open, suitcases dangling precariously and threatening to fall with just the slightest jostling. Luckily neither were enough to sway the subway car too much, though it was clear if the group chose this route they would need to clear the way for their power-armored escorts. It was confined almost unbearably so, the weight of the tunnel above crushing the roof and sides to compress into a space barely passable single-file in the hazmat suits.

Only careful and steady going would allow them through the darkness, the silence interrupted by the increasing click of their geiger counters. As soon as they had stepped aboard, it had increased from the rather balmy and comfortable +15 rads at an exponential rate, until by the time they had crossed the divider it was clicking at an angry +150. Khaliya stood watch just at the end of the railcar with the rest of the group, her headlamp illuminating the thin passageway.

"No risks, just take a look out the other end and come back." That said, she turned to Marvin and nodded in acknowledgement, stepping to the side and putting a hand to her blade to stay at the ready just in case. If anything did give chase, it would find a face full of lead and a sword in its chest before getting to the rest of the group.

Age of Glory

I see you.

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Khaliya, The Swordwind

December 3rd, 2286
New York City Metro - Blue Line
@Polaris North

"Abandon all hope, ye who enter here."

Those words settled uneasily among the group, almost as much as that strange sound that had dissipated the moment they passed the invisible barrier. Already a few of the mercs were looking fit to bolt, nervous eyes glancing back and forth as they scanned the tunnel walls. Where before in the station the tunnel had been almost pristine save for a few blemishes here and there, now that they were fully within the Necropolis cracks spread across the ceiling showing the stresses of the Great War. It had been rumored that the reason for such a dense field of radiation around and inside the city was multiple direct impacts, but it had never been confirmed. Khaliya spared the group a grim chuckle as she thought of how they may be the ones to put rumor to the test.

As it stood, they could use something to distract themselves from the imminent danger lurking around that next bend in the subway, and for sure above ground itself. Luckily she didn't have to improvise as a voice came across the radio channel, singing a simple cadence that seemed to help out a little bit. Bailey was her name, a quick glance behind her finding the woman with her weapon at the ready. Putting her at her back was a risk, especially if Jeremiah's concerns had grounds, but she needed to break away from the assumptions that the two of them were here for their own glories. The Brotherhood had enough issues and public relations was one of the biggest ones of late, if the group felt that they were there to seize the tech, then things would get very ugly in a hurry.

At the very least it seemed that their resident ghoul was assured that he wasn't going to be executed, something she knew was more common than she was comfortable with. A quick signal to him showed that she was turning off the group channel, and she slowed a moment so that she could speak more directly.

"Don't quite think I caught your name earlier, and since you've got our back with that rifle, I would be remiss if I didn't properly introduce myself." Khaliya extended her right hand out to him, palm up and inviting. "Khaliya Bertrand, or if you're one for formalities then Star-Paladin works just as well. That or just shout for some armor. I know that we're not too good with your people, but in here…" She knew he would understand what she was meaning by "we", the turning of her helm indicating her husband bringing up the rear of the group.

"Prior allegiances don't matter when it comes down to the mission, and more importantly survival. Most of the group here won't know anything more than the basic rumors, and I figure the westerners might not even know that. I want to make sure we take this slow and carefully, avoid as much danger as possible. The fewer risks we take up there, the greater the chances that we all get out of this hellhole alive."

As they walked, her headlamp illuminated the tunnel ahead, other lights flickering on and off along the walls and in the distance a brighter sign. It was the next station, and for a moment she had wondered if it had really been that long since they began, or if it was just closer in reality. So far nothing had happened beyond the idle chatter, not even a feral sighting or signs of recent activity. In fact… There were no signs of the tunnel being used by anything in a long while, likely since the bombs fell and there was no longer a need for it. A safe and stable route in and out of the city, uninhabited by feral ghouls, stray mirelurks or even radroaches… What is going on here? Khaliya was troubled by the very distinct lack of habitation, up until they were coming up on the first station.

The reason why became evident quite immediately, to the point where again she stopped. Before the group was a tunnel collapse, a subway car embedded in the rubble with just a narrow passage leading deeper. There was no way to tell just how far that path could lead, if it was just that single car, or if the entire train was open. Nor was there any way to know if the collapse was local or extended beyond what they could see. Khaliya went back to the open channel, turning to address the group.

"It looks like when the bombs dropped and the subway trains lost power, this one derailed and impacted the wall. There's a path through, but unless someone wants to scout it, we can't risk entering the carriage. We'll have to go above ground here."

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@Eviledd1984

Right here.

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Holla at me all you want, just know that I ain't no hollaback girl.

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@Eviledd1984 Don't forget we got a discord server for the RP if you want to chat or have questions. It's usually the best way to shout in my direction about things :v

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Hi i was wondering if you had room for one more?

@Eviledd1984

We're still open for more people, yes.

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@AnneLynch You're all good to post Devon over in the Characters tab and post in the IC when ready.