Kumbaris

The Friestan Incident, a Fantasy Sci-Fi Fusion RP

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@13org@King Cosmos@Martian@DracoLunaris@ShiningSector

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The first thing Almira did when she arrived in her space is to let loose. The door’s already closed and there are no more prying eyes, she can unveil her bunny ears and be comfortable with the least amount of clothing possible.

She set the box on one side and let go of her jacket and hat, putting it on one side. Riley and Neilsy were busy relaxing in the pretty large bed, quickly regretting their decision to lie down as the bed proved to be much harder than expected.

“Alright Q-T, you can go out of your box now,” Almira said, opening the box to reveal the Q-T-sized content hidden inside. “You can observe the room and move around all you want, just don’t get outside that door and we’ll be fine.” The woman pointed to the door where she was brought into.

Looking at Neilsy and Riley. Almira quickly postulated that their intended function was to relax and enjoy their leisurely house arrest while Srikandi and Anki would be busy with adventuring and all the fun stuff that comes with it. While the Captain isn’t necessarily thrilled at the prospect of sitting down while Garrett, Catherine and the rest of her team would be busy doing stuff. She does know that Neilsy and Riley ain’t exactly combat-worthy material out here.

That leaves only Almira and possibly Q-T who can leave the area and fight any potential threats. Something the woman is taking into account.

“Alright, everyone. I’m just wondering here, but I think that I haven’t seen the city in it’s full glory yet. So I am wondering if we want to explore the area somewhat and be back here without anyone knowing about it.”

She looked at Q-T. “You do have a stealth mod installed right? The one with the reflective screens and all that fun stuff? I can lend you the program if you don’t have it. I was just thinking that, maybe, just maybe, you can go out of the door there, with that stealth mod on, and explore the city and all its surroundings for all of us. This is completely up to you though Q-T, I’m just thinking of some ideas here so that we’re not bored to death waiting for Almira and Anki to finish up whatever they’re doing. Might give us some valuable info on the inhabitants of this city and what they’re doing.”

“So… what do you think?” Almira asked Q-T.

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Srikandi’s mind was all over the place as she surveyed the area she was led to. The leads she got from the city officials have gotten her and her group to the Adventurer’s quarters, the place where she saw familiar faces strewn all about. All of them could be the mole to the dark lord.

The leads have given her three individuals with the characteristics seen. An individual from Gremarre with blonde hair and wearing a thick jacket (she was reminded of a certain alchemist, but pretty sure she’s not the one) prodding around the local adventurer’s quarters asking questions about the meteor, an individual with thick black hair seemingly coming from Himetsu wearing Oberian clothing, and an individual with a thick beard carrying a sword, they seem to congregate at a house somewhere in town.

She has briefed her team as to what’s happening, but she doesn’t know how Almira’s team operates, so she is gauging their operating procedures while they’re all sitting at a tavern.

“So. I was wondering, but how do you conduct internal investigations in your uhh, ship?” Srikandi asked. “Because I have an idea on how we conduct this investigation, and I want to be on the same page with you regarding this matter.”

“I usually conduct investigations like these by asking people around, and personally look at the sights in the area and see what feels off. Usually when something feels off, even just by a hair. I am usually on the right track, let’s just say that tracking corruption from the dark lord is very straightforward if you know what you’re doing.”

“The problem lies in fighting them once they’ve been outed. Oftentimes I usually need help in fights against aqgents of the dark lord, they usually possess powerful magic and superhuman strength, while I can compensate for that with my summons. Fighting two or three agents of the dark lord can be a bit too much even for me, and I usually call for someone’s help on the matter.”

“I feel that we need to be close to each other investigating this since I am not sure if we can signal to each other should we get into trouble. But what do you think about this? We have three individuals of interest, and I propose we split into teams of two to deal with two of these individuals first and then team up for the third. Miss Sumiye, since you are not a fighter, I think it would be best if you accompany me for this task. I would not like for a member of Almira’s crew to be killed in action for the moment, do you have any suggestions for how we conduct this investigation by the way?”

Srikandi was busy gauging the responses of each of these individuals, not sure how any of them would respond.

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Anki and her team finally arrived at the Elven Quarters. The Automaton woman surveying the various Elvenfolk milling about and doing their daily lives. She has brought both Catherine and Dumas, both of them are potentially deadly in fights, but none of them are familiar factors in Anki’s short-lived life.

She is not sure as to what to investigate either, by the looks of it. The agents in the Elven quarters are all elves that came from Oberia, a natural extension considering Oberia’s elven population, most likely the highest in the world.

The wrinkle in her investigation is the fact that everyone are elves in this quarter, and that everyone looks roughly the same, with the only difference being skin colour, slight visual inherited differences due to the tropical climate of Cendana.

Anki got information that the elves are ‘indistinguishable’ from the regular elves. And this just adds a further wrinkle, since all of the elves here look visibly sun-kissed, sporting outside looks similar to Srikandi rather than the elves in her homeland.

“We have a slight problem here.” Anki mused to herself, sitting on a bench flanked by Catherine and Dumas.

“So we need to find a single elf, a female elf, and the information we received is that she is ‘indistinguishable’ from the other elven population of Cendana. A problem considering the majority Elven population here. I am sure that you have eyes, but we are the ones that stand out in this particular neighbourhood, and this will add further complications due to our clearly foreign nature.”

“Catherine, Dumas. I was wondering but personally, I am thinking about passive observation, look for anything that stands out, I don’t know about this, but do you have a spell that might make us invisible Catherine?” The automaton mused. “If we are invisible, we could probably conduct our investigation in a much more discreet manner, find out our Elf of interest without anyone noticing.”

“Otherwise, we are the ones that stick out here, all of us are from Avalia, so we are Northerners for these individuals, and we stick out like a sore thumb, our chances are not high in searching for the Elf in question if she can notice our mannerisms from a long distance and evade our detection.”

She then turned her head 90 degrees towards Catherine and then to Dumas. “Do you have any other suggestions that I might be receptive towards?”

The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

@AWACS@13org@BigPapaBelial

Amanda feels conflicted.

She is happy that her team managed to survive the onslaught the moment they arrive at Minsk. Everyone performed their tasks very admirably under very stressful and unexpected circumstances, she might have to commend the team on a job well done once she’s finished supervising Faye right now.

But also, there is also the threat of who got the beat on her team when they left Frankfurt for Minsk, there is a potential mole in this town’s office, and she has no idea who they are. The group could be in grave danger even if they are secure for now, potential poisoning of their staff meals, sudden darts out of nowhere laced with poison that might kill a team member of hers, and of course, luring them out into an isolated position where they can call no help, and then finishing them off right then and there.

The potentialities are endless.

But, those are thoughts for a later time, since miss Alexeya here just finished patching up Faye, telling the android that all her vitals are stable and well functioning again. “Just don’t expend your mana too rapidly for the coming days, I know that might be hard since you’re on a mission right now, but please, don’t do more of this, it’s not healthy for you.” Alexeya told Faye. A conversation that Amanda overheard and took note of.

She also didn’t forget about Scarlet thanking her. The android responded with a nod and a head pat to the Homunculus. “Alright, now, both of you, take sometime to rest, in some 30 minutes I have a small question I wanna ask all of you.”

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The android had gathered all of her team in her bedroom. She was assigned her own bedroom office type of deal for her to work on during her time here, and it is large enough to accommodate Faye, Scarlet and Micheal with minimal problems.

“Alright, so first of all, I have to congratulate you for your quick thinking and tenacity in the face of those bullshit odds. Encore for all of you.” Amanda clapped her hands quickly afterwards.

“And secondly, I am now pretty sure that we have a mole inside this office. I don’t know where I should start investigating this issue, but I know that this is something that will demand our full attention. I should also note that we have that portal location Faye tracked to Minsk that also needs investigating, and with that. I am now in a conundrum here, and so I leave the choice to you.”

“Do you want to investigate the potential mole here? I can contact Alexeya and we can conduct whatever we need to find out who this person is, I can also use my authority as a senior agent to get files that no other agent can. It’s relatively low effort, but this can drive us up into the highest levels of the OMR command here, and a confrontation with the higher ups is something we must prepare for.”

“Or do you want to investigate the site Faye tracked down? Finding the portal location is very important, and it might lead us to clues as to how wide this operation is, I think there might be some people trying to clean up the site after the mess we’ve made to their ops in Frankfurt, and I am interested in confronting whoever’s cleaning up the Minsk site should we encounter them. Expect lots of action, but the mole in the OMR office here might run away to some hiding place after we’re done here.”

“So, which task do you wanna choose? And no, I am not splitting up the team again, splitting our forces even further will only lead to disaster and we need to stick together.”

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@Martian@King Cosmos

It came rather suddenly, Madeleine didn’t expect the Roggenwolf to be immediately on their tail the moment they entered the site, but here they are, forced to confront this mythical wolf creature head-on.

Okay, so some context is needed. The duo managed to meet up with Xaviron in the garden, and Xaviron explained that the wolf is inside it. Probably holding up with the plants and flowers there since it’s the only major natural setting here in the Frankfurt region. It will be a very tense encounter and Xaviron suggested that they prepare weapons should the confrontation turn sour.

Unfortunately, Madeleine agreed to Xaviron’s proposition, that a natural spirit like a Roggenwolf should probably stay in their realm and not here, and the last couple of incidents where a natural spirit stumbled into the human world without adequate preparation ended in a… tragedy to say the least.

Lots of people dead, the spirit dead, and a massive crater in the middle of it all, not a good look for everyone involved. She still remembered the casefiles from Peru and Australia where that exact thing happened. The description of the scene did not bring a lot of confidence to her, but a job’s a job, and the Roggenwolf needs to be stopped before it wreaked any more havoc.

And so, Madeleine ordered Morgana to prepare a ritual circle and a binding ritual to take to the place the Roggenwolf resides. She’s a witch, and she should have no problems doing such tasks. Madeleine and Xaviron meanwhile, will go into the garden itself and convince the Roggenwolf to enter the portal set outside.

And safe to say, the mission should be a success, until the Roggenwolf suddenly appeared in front of them. Xaviron told the team that the wolf is holed up inside the greenhouse on the Palm Garden and the Demoness and Half-Elf went in to investigate. Little did they know the Roggenwolf has been watching their movements the whole time.

It was fortunate that Madeleine was bringing the best weapons she could summon for this encounter, lest the duo would be dead for all she knows. She carries a magical greatsword she forged herself some couple of centuries ago, the hellish energy in its reddened steel enough to cut anything down its path. She has a growing feeling that the sheer magical energy emanating from her blade is the only thing preventing the Roggenwolf from tearing both of them to pieces.

She has to make sure it stays that way.

“Great Spirit.” She bellowed. “We are not here to fight you, we request your audience for a few seconds.”

The Roggenwolf hesitated but nodded its head to Madeleine’s offer.

“We are here to bring you back to your realm. We mean you no harm, and we understand that this world has brought you great distress. We seek to alleviate that distress by bringing you back into your own world, where the corn grows without harvest and forevermore. A friend of ours is making a doorway into your world, and we request that you vacate this building into the area outside. Our friend is making the doorway as we speak outside.”

The wolf hesitated, unsure of Madeleine’s proposition, certainly, it would be beneficial for it to return back to its world, but it is not sure about whether this Demonic being could be trusted or not.

Before the wolf could retort though, the glass on top of the greenhouse shattered, alerting everyone to whoever shattered the glass on top. There are people rappelling down, full tactical gear in hand, and Madeleine knows those ain’t OMR tactical gear at all.

One of them spots the Roggenwolf and shouted in German. “There it is! The spirit is here, brothers and sisters. Let us capture this wolf and sacrifice it to our great altar! The ritual must be completed!”

And soon enough the tactical-wearing people started shooting magic spells and bullets in their general direction. Forcing the group to dive for cover. The Roggenwolf makes one look at Madeleine and she knows the innate meaning of the stare.

If you want to earn my trust, you must fight these intruders to show that you are not part of them.

With that in mind. Madeleine steadied her blade and looked at Xaviron, who is at her opposite side, crouching down on an elevated platform and hoping the ceramic pottery for the potted plant he’s hiding under is strong enough to block bullets. “The Roggenwolf wants us to fight against these intruders. Ready your weapons! Suppress their fire while I hack them a new one!” She ordered.

And just like the stories of old, the Demoness stood up and charged into the intruders, her magical shield blocking any potential bullets from penetrating into her skin, the greatsword found its target in one unlucky intruder who rappelled a bit too close for Madeleine’s liking, the sword’s enchanted steel slicing his kevlar armored vest like nothing, cleaving the person in two while other enchantments light up a black flame that slowly consumed the man, starting from its wounds.

She hopes that Xaviron is giving her the fire support necessary. She needs a distraction so that her Feuerschwert does its work of slicing, and then igniting the intruders who dared interrupt such delicate negotiations.

The Friestan Incident, a Fantasy Sci-Fi Fusion RP

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@13org@King Cosmos@Martian@DracoLunaris@ShiningSector

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The fight didn’t last long, as the group finally dispatched every thug who so much as thinks to mess with the joint combo of the adventurers and their friends from space. Catherine and Garrett made a particularly strong impression on Almira, as both of them managed to thoroughly subdue a thug, Catherine admittedly much more brutally than Garrett, but once Srikandi managed to calm down the raging woman, she reluctantly gave the thug, practically on his last breath, a potion to heal his wounds and everything turned out well.

As well as one would hope considering the situation that is.

“You know, I have to get me one of those potion thingies Catherine. Do you know how much you’d sell the recipe for?” Almira asked curiously. Just in time for a pair of city guards to notice the commotion and rush into the scene.

While initially not sure of what happened, once they noticed the thugs, and especially the Ksatria Naga, they knew what happened, and promptly arrested the various thugs that were assaulting the group. One of the Knights also informed the group that the Mayor at the city hall was also asking for their presence.

They didn’t ask of Almira’s group, much to her relief, making up a cover story for yet another group of people is going to be such a mess and telling them the truth will also make it even messier. Almira silently hopes that they just assume they are Srikandi’s team members, and it is looking that way as they enter City Hall.

The City Hall itself was a magnificent building, filled with elaborate carvings and artworks of past battles and artefacts from the City’s history, but Almira and her group could only see them in transit because they were quickly shuttled into the Mayor’s office.

The mayor himself seems very distressed, his mouth moving and his glorious moustache moving along with it. His well-tailored batik suit did not match his movements at all, as he slowly moved back and forth, his facial expression changed for the better though, as the long-awaited party consisting of Srikandi and her friends arrived at his office.

“Alright, first of all. I have to thank you, Miss Srikandi. Anything that the Ksatria Naga can do to improve the city, I am more than happy to accept it. But, unfortunately, there are more pressing issues at the city of Cendana than just a bunch of thugs roughing up unfortunate souls.”

He handed the Ksatria Naga a letter, stamped with a black dyed seal on it, immediately grabbing the attention of the Knight. A black seal indicates that it belongs to the dark lord, or a messenger of the dark lord, the seal has already been cracked open, and the Mayor’s apprehensive face is all the more indication that she should read its contents.

And as Srikandi opened it, and read its contents. Her facial expression turned from cautious, to downright terrified, she handed over the document towards Anki. Who similarly felt alarmed at what she read once she finishes.

“This is something that will impact Oberia too, I will assist you in this case.” Anki responded, creating some confusion among the other adventurers as to what the problem was.

“Hey uhh, Srikandi. I have no idea what just happened, but can you fill me in on what just happened?” Almira asked, scratching her head at their alarm. “I assume it’s something very bad right?”

“Incredibly.” Srikandi replied, Anki handing the letter over to Dumas, and then to Catherine. “The Dark Lord has sent emissaries towards this city, specifically to find out what the meteor that impacted the Dragonspine was exactly, and perhaps utilize it to their advantage. I do not know the full details of the situation, but I am aware that, per the letters’ details. They are assembling in 3 select areas, the Elven Quarters, the Adventurers Quarters, and the Dockyards.”

“I will personally lead a task force into the Elven Quarters.” Anki indicated. “Catherine and mister Dumas, can you perhaps indicate as to whether you want to accept a small adventure together?”

“And I will go to the Adventurers’ Quarters.” Srikandi responded. “Mister Garrett, and Miss Sumiye King, would you be so kind as to accompany me in this? We need people who are physically capable if we were to get to the bottom of this.”

Almira was about to respond. But she was cut short by Srikandi. “I cannot let you risk yourselves in the dockyards. You are not aware of this place and that can put you in serious risk should something happen.”

Drat. It seems that Srikandi knows me better than I know myself. Almira thought. “Fine then, but if something happens, don’t blame me for trying to defend myself.”

“Don’t worry about that. Guards?” Srikandi politely asked the guards nearby. “Can you please guard Almira inside a personal room here? I am going on a little adventure alongside Anki, and this ma’am here is a newcomer to this town, she’s a bit too assertive for her own good, and yes, before you ask, she comes from Bagalpur, you know how those Bagalpurans are like.”

Almira personally doesn’t know Bagalpur, nor what the people in Bagalpur are like, but she knows that is not a compliment towards her, she could only look in Srikandi, a feeling of mock betrayal in her face visibly forms, a feeling Srikandi knew all too well, but knows that she is on the right for ordering this.

Just before Almira was about to be escorted out though. Srikandi and Anki looked at each of the participants. “Again, we need allies doing this thing. Do you want to join us on this little quest of ours? I assume that the Mayor will compensate us well for our services right?”

She turned towards the mayor, who quickly nodded in response. “O-of course, gifts of gold and property for everyone that does not own one in Cendana! Please, the Dark Lord is not someone I can tolerate in my town. If only that accursed meteor didn’t hit the Dragonspine near my city, ugh.”

Anki could only give Srikandi a small thumbs up. Her facial expression not matching her approval. "Your quick thinking on this situation will always be an asset Srikandi." She whispered. "Thinking about financial compensation for our errands in such a quick manner. I will have to study your wit and way of thinking more, those previous adventures with you is not sufficient for me to learn all of the complexities of human interaction."

The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

@AWACS@13org@BigPapaBelial

Amanda looked stunned at the rapid response from the Minsk office agents. Especially that one Orc scientist, claiming that his computer summons demons that he can control, while Amanda may not be familiar with the inner workings of a demon summoning computer, she will take all the help she can get at this point.

“All right, Ahab right?” Amanda inferred from his nametag. “Do whatever you need to take down these fuckers. We’ll cover you!”

It eventually resulted in all the hostile agents either retreating, injured, or dead on the street. The commotion near the OMR office forming a small crowd and necessitating those agents to form a cordon to ward off the crowds as medical specialists stream out of the office, taking the dead bodies for further examination.

More than sufficient time for Amanda to wheel the entire team into the confines of the Minsk office, before she took a nonexistent breather before the whole team. “Alright, all of you except for Faye and Scarlet, take a rest for the day. I was planning on hitting up the place when we arrived, but I don’t think that’s possible right now. Faye, you follow me to the infirmary. We need you to get checked. You’re still having those migraines right now, right? Yeah, we can’t have that.”

And so the Android brought Faye towards the Infirmary. When a certain lady with a black themed outfit was doing some computer work, she noticed the two female figures approaching her, and delayed finishing her computer work to greet them. “Greetings. you are miss Amanda and… Faye correct?”

“Yes. And your name is?”

“Ah, where are my manners? My name is Alexeya Yagayevich. I am the head doctor of this quaint little facility in Minsk. How can I help you?”

“Well, can you check Miss Faye here for any potential injuries? I’m sure that you’ve heard of her right? Little girl wonders if she has a strong connection with the Magical world of the Fairies, she’d probably used a bit too much magical power and is suffering migraines, can you check that out?”

“Hmm? Ah, of course! Miss Faye Hayward from Britain. Yes, yes. Let me prepare my equipment for a moment alright? if she’s suffering from migraines then we’d probably need some stronger stuff right now. Please wait a short while alright?”

As the woman walked towards the back of the infirmary, seemingly preparing some stuff. Amanda looked at Faye, her eyes having full intent on making sure that she’s okay. “Faye. I’m not leaving you with that woman alone okay? If you feel some discomfort then tell me. I’ll be right by your side.”

"As for you Scarlet. Do you need me to bandage up your wounds?" Amanda asked. Grabbing the nearest First aid box and revealing it's contents. "Just so you know I am trained in first aid, kind of a requirement if you're a senior agent."

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@Martian@King Cosmos

“Sooo. How was he?”

Madeleine certainly didn’t expect Morgana to meet him. In truth, Madeleine’s encounter with him didn’t originally start on the best of terms. Some villagers were reporting to him of a certain ‘Demon infestation’ during the days of old, and he and her came to blows. Her magic against his Sword Mastery.

In truth, Madeleine didn’t even think that the both of them would be good friends after that. But, as the old adage goes. Time heals all wounds. He learned of the true nature of Demons, and his demeanor changed greatly as the years went by.

It was Madeleine who proposed to him and his wife that they probably should play a more active role in Germany after the country’s destruction in World War 2, even teaming up with him and the rest of the big figures of Germany in forming that little coal and steel project, and moving it forward into its current form today.

“I told you Siegfried’s a fun guy right? Sure he looks big and burly and all, but he’s mellowed out a lot as the centuries go by. Now, I’ve just got news from agent Mosley that he knows where the Roggenwolf is located. It’s near the Europaturm, we can talk about my exploits with him on the way. Siegfried and Kriemhild are the two power couples of Germany. There are tons of stories involving both of them.”

And sure enough, Madeleine blabbered about the legend and his wife’s story throughout German history, regaling Morgana about tales of adventures long in the past. Her tone sounds incredibly jovial, not like the more demure and calm manner Madeleine usually takes on. Morgana can easily tell that she and Siegfried have a long history with each other.

Eventually the duo arrived at the Palm Garden. Meeting Xaviron who is waiting beside his car. “Hey Xaviron. Just introduced Siegfried to Morgana here. Let me tell you, the face of Morgana when she realized who she’s meeting with is PRICELESS, PRICELESS I TELL YOU. Seriously Morgana, are you that shocked by Siegfried’s presence? Like, I know deities have a strong presence magically, but I never thought someone as knowledgeable as you could be so… ‘awed’ by his presence. Heaven and Hell above.”

The Demonic woman then coughed a little bit, returning to her more mature expression, knowing what the task requires of her right now. “Anyway, Xaviron. Brief me on this Roggenwolf. I assume that the wolf’s inside this garden right? What else do we need to know?”

Qualia: Mission Sub Rosa

Bunga has no idea what to do for the next couple of days. Most of her time was spent lazing around in the bed, just straight up confused as to what to do next. The sleeping potion James gave to her was still hanging around on her study table, unused and unspent. “Ugh, how will I get to Nazca now… all avenues I have for meeting her are gone right now.”

Well, whatever. One avenue might be gone, but Bunga is sure that more opportunities will come to her in the future. She is, after all, primarily focused on her studies right now, with the spy thingy being more of a side gig thing more than her primary occupation. Indeed, the Nusantaran has learned many things about herself and her capabilities during that uneventful night, the limits of her hearing, sight, smell, and feel, all were useful information for her.

But, the morning is rising, and the fox girl knows that she cannot just wallow in her own room, thinking about what she can do to make that night work out even better. Resolving to better herself next time, the woman rose from her bed, took a quick shower, changed her clothes, and walked outside her dorm into Bermuda. Hoping that her day will end up much better than yesterday.

“Alright, what’s in store for me today?”

The Friestan Incident, a Fantasy Sci-Fi Fusion RP

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@13org@King Cosmos@Martian@DracoLunaris@ShiningSector

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The ensuing conversation between Almira, Anki and Srikandi went rather well. Almira learned many things concerning the political state of the various kingdoms in this planet they call ‘Friestan’, while Anki and Srikandi was flummoxed, learning that they are not alone in the universe, and a race similar to them has mastered travel in-between the stars, by the end of their conversation. Even Dumas felt like he was out of his league, barely understanding what in the world Almira was talking about, but understanding that they came from the stars. Somewhere across the stars.

The shock was not only limited to the Friestan party though, as Almira learned many things concerning magic and the unexpected interconnectedness of this world. Magic seems to seep into every sector of life if what Anki, Srikandi and Dumas said is true. There are magic powered ships, magical weapons, magical farming tools, and many, many other implements and goods she doesn’t even know about.

Almira is also further shocked by the level of gender equality present in this world. It took centuries, as Almira can attest personally, for the Commonwealth to achieve gender parity between men and women, while in Friestan it seems that men and women are viewed equally capable in quite a few matters, even including adventuring. As Anki and Srikandi can personally attest.

Just as the conversation was getting more and more interesting though, Catherine and Sumiye entered the room, and this whole topic went back to first base yet again. With Almira learning many things from Catherine about the Kingdom she’s currently living in, and the extent of magic within the Kingdom of Gremarre.

Eventually though. The conversation eventually died down, with both sides not finding anything to talk about anymore. Either from the need for secrecy or just sleepiness on both sides. Almira offered everyone within the fantasy group a place to sleep, and, while still cautious. Everyone agreed to her arrangement on the condition that they keep their weapons. A provision that Almira readily agreed, due to the fact that they possess no visibly hostile intention, and that conversation is enough for Almira to agree to such a thing.

She kept the doors on their sleeping bunks locked just in case something happens though.

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Srikandi never felt such soft bedding in her life. The bed may look spartan, but the softness of the bed, the soft lighting (that exists for some reason despite no visible fire source), and the other amenities, such as the water that somehow came out of some metallic contraption (Anki spent hours figuring out how such a system works, and she eventually gave up since she detected no visible magic, especially Earth magic emanating from any part of their room), the ‘shower room’ that spurts out water from the ceiling, and the weird glass screen that shows random images nobody in the party understands.

It creates a distinctly calm, but alien atmosphere. Like something built for humans, but not necessarily humans from Srikandi’s time. It’s a feeling Srikandi never felt before.

The fact that they are also given separate clothes for ‘sleeping’ is also highly unusual for her. She has changed from her armour getup to her sleep clothes, a comfortable set of a sleeveless shirt and some short pants.

“Anki. I see that you have changed into your sleeping clothes.” The adventurer noted. Anki has come out from the bathroom wearing clothes similar to her. “Are you going to stay awake for the whole night and take those 3 hours you need to rest once we wake up or something?”

This is something Srikandi highly liked about adventuring with Anki. She doesn’t have to take turns doing watch since the automaton will watch throughout the whole night, no complaints from the woman at all, the only drawback is that she has to take 3 hours during the morning doing mostly nothing while Anki sleeps, a worthwhile tradeoff for a constant good night’s sleep.

“Of course, just like the last time we adventured. Have a good night everyone.”

Srikandi has already informed Catherine and Dumas about Anki’s watcher role, a role that they happily accepted. Srikandi then turned off the lights, something she has to learn about after a couple of agonizing minutes experimenting with the switches of this weird room, and slept for the night.

If Almira decided to murder them in their sleep. They have a nasty surprise waiting for her.

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Almira gazed at the clock. The Friestan group has already been tucked in already, and their room quickly locked in case anything happens. Lounging in her personal room. She has already sent Garrett, Q-T and Sumiye back to their quarters. A lot of stuff has been finished by the end of today. Contacting the locals of this planet, establishing limited diplomatic connections, and even establishing a secure perimeter and making the ship somewhat functional.

Sumiye’s hard work repairing the reactor seems to have borne fruit, the reactor is operating at a lower capacity than usual, but it’s sufficient enough to operate all major weapons systems of the Thucydides.

Still, she has one more thing to do, one final thing.

That dragon woman staring at her from the screen, Almira’s pretty sure she has no idea what a camera, or a CCTV system is, but it’s scary how she’s looking at it, even if she has no idea what it is. The Captain has already been briefed by an envoy that the representatives from the Dragon Tribes has arrived, and Almira has no idea what to expect of them.

She has no idea if they’re gonna demand Almira lift this ship up and go somewhere, or some other unrealistic demand of some kind, but she has briefed the weapons system officer to ready weapons in case shit goes down.

She hopes shit doesn’t go down. Already in her formalwear, the Captain proceeded to walk outside, armed guards in tow, to meet Galmira and her pals. She hopes the meeting goes well.

…

Morning arrived, and the sun rose, and rose, and only after 4 hours into the sun’s rising did Almira woke up.

The meeting has been intense, but ultimately didn’t end with the Dragons blowing up the ship, or vice-versa. Some heated debate sessions between Almira and some dragons raged, mostly because the Dragons think this hunk of metal is a ‘travesty’ on the Great Table, but the more level-headed representatives of the Dragon tribes eventually won their way, with Galmira’s help as well.

But, Almira did have to give them something, some technological gadgetery for the Dragons to tinker about were given, nothing significant enough for them to pose a threat, but enough to satiate their curiosity for the moment. Soon enough, Almira bid her farewell, and bid farewell to Galmira as well.

Galmira promised that she will inform her of the happenings tomorrow, but she has no idea when or why she’s gonna do that.

Soon enough, both the Friestan group and her own party had been assembled, and they eventually walked back into the rover once more (the Friestanian party was a bit more comfortable entering the vehicle, but nonetheless remained highly cautious of their surroundings). Almira agreed that her party, consisting of Q-T Brackman along with Neilsy and Riley, Garrett Zarrubin and his team, as well as Sumiye King, will be accompanying the group into the city of Cendana. The site where Srikandi and her party departed to.

All of the Friestanians looked odd from Almira’s perspective, from a Dragon Knight looking cautiously at her surroundings, to the medieval robot woman rotating her head 180 degrees to observe her surroundings, to Catherine being… Catherine, as well as Dumas being a human sized fairy, keeping himself reserved, but nonetheless making some comments about his observations.

Just as the garage door opened though. A yellow clothed woman soon appeared. Seemingly already waiting outside the garage door, slowly revealing her form as if it was some 21st century movie scene. Almira quickly exited the Rover, knowing what she’s here for. “I trust that the Dragon tribe leaders are all right?”

“Well, Thetmas is still angry with the fact that you can’t move this ‘ship’ of yours out, but Malina, Hermia, and Kumera are tolerant of your presence for now. Malina and Hermia in particular are very interested in keeping you around, much to Thetmas’ disappointment in them.”

“Well, you told me the Chieftesses of those two tribes are very… eccentric aren’t they?”

“Yes, and congratulations on exploiting their eccentricities to your advantage. Malina and Hermia on your side combined will be a rather potent force in future meetings concerning your status on the Great Table. By the way, Almira, would you be alright if I ride along with you until you’ve exited the Dragonspine? The council has decreed that I will be your contact point for Dragon related affairs of any kind.”

Almira, now mightily intrigued, definitely nodded her head. “Only on the condition that you do not transform yourself while inside the vehicle.” Eliciting a hearty laugh from the woman.

“Oh, I wouldn’t think of it. I am starting to like you Almira, it would not be polite of me to just kill you off right now.”

Almira could only nervously laugh at that comment. But fortunately Galmira kept her word, she joined Almira in the front seat, in an effort to not freak out the adventurer’s party in the back, and the rover quickly set off outside her ship.

The sun shining on the snowy white Dragonspine peaks is quite a sight for Almira. She already has ordered drones to be sent out and map the local terrain, and a good location to exit the mountain chain was found quickly enough, the group is now following the path painted out by the drone.

And just like many, many a path painted by the drone before. The drive proved to be uneventful. The rover quickly trudged to ground from snow, and the group found themselves by the edge of the riverside. The backdoor opened, revealing the Friestanians inside. Most of them were still feeling uncomfortable with the rather fast movement of the rover, but felt thankful that they had arrived.

Almira quickly ordered the rover to go back to the ship, and await further orders from her. The woman has decided that her formalwear would be best suited for her occasion in this ‘Cendana’ city, her bunny ears notwithstanding, wearing her informal clothes will just attract unwanted attraction with the unusual way her clothes are assembled.

And the same philosophy was quickly applied with the rest of the team members. With Q-T being disguised as a box, and Sumiye, Neilsy, Riley, and Garrett’s team wearing clothes quickly patched up by the sewing section (yes, the ship has a sewing section) that resembled medieval people’s clothing. Or at least the Sewing department’s interpretation of it.

Almira hoped that the cover was enough.

“I have to say, whoever assembled your clothes has to be paid wonderfully. I certainly couldn’t notice a difference between my team and your team clothing wise, with the exception of your clothes of course.” Srikandi commented.

“Well, thank the sewing department for that, I personally requested that we have a sewing department just in case stuff happens and suits break. I still have no idea how they approved my request for that.”

“Oh? They have an admiralty where you originate from?”

“Of course. Don’t you?”

“Well, yes we do. I just didn’t expect that we have that in common.”

A ship then quickly appeared. Just after the rover was beyond her view, the ship seems to be powered by some sort of paddle mover, a most interesting mechanism that Almira admired as the boat quickly docked. “Ah, Srikandi! Already finished with the trip eh? Brought some friends with you too by the looks of it.” The ship’s captain greeted her.

“Yes, well. It appears that the trip was all for naught, this is another adventurer’s party we rescued during our trip there. Sadly the snow was too thick and the beasts too dangerous. So we still couldn’t find anything inside the mountain. Can you take us back to the city?”

“Well of course Srikandi. I don’t know of any other adventurer’s party that went there before you, but hey! Wild things do happen from my experience. So come on in everyone!”

“Srikandi. Why are you lying to the Shipwright?” Anki asked bluntly, her voice much more subdued. “Isn’t it impolite to the Captain to not inform him of who they really are?”

“Anki. Sometimes it is better to lie a little bit than divulge the truth. Besides, does the Captain really need to know who they really are? Is it even necessary? I want Almira and her group in front of the throne in Putridewi, and then in Vhamos-Tyrr, I don’t need instant celebrities right now. I’m sure your father would be highly interested in meeting them, no?”

Anki contemplated a little bit, her eyes flickering as if her thoughts could be seen through her eyes, with an eventual nod signalling the automaton’s approval of the matter. “You make a solid argument. My father would be highly interested in meeting these… humans himself. A great deal of exchange and mirth is expected for such a momentous occasion, and he would not be denied an opportunity to trade knowledge form such a peculiar people.”

Almira didn’t bother to speak much, she only grabbed the box and hauled them into the ship. Sumiye, Garrett, Neilsy, Riley, and the rest of the Dragonrider squad following suit.

The trip to Cendana went well enough. With the Captain telling Almira and her group various tall tales of his various exploits. The Indonesian learned that he was once a fisherman, a shipwright in the Pataliputran Navy, and travelled to many other countries in this world. A most interesting person indeed.

And once Cendana was on view. Almira and her team were mightily impressed. It is a majestic city, built out of stone and wood, with an incredibly busy port, and a lot of people milling about.

And much to Almira’s concern, everyone’s view was on her the moment they stepped out of the boat. Garrett, Q-T, and Sumiye herself were ignored. But everyone’s eyes were on the Indonesian wearing the white coat and hat.

“Ah drat. I should’ve asked the sewing department to make some clothes for me.” She said silently to herself. Slightly embarrassed, but nonetheless going with the flow as Srikandi, Anki and Dumas waded through the curious crowd. The Dragon Knight wanted her to go to city hall right away.

And once they were off the harbour, the group quickly waded through the cobblestone streets of the city, going through street after street, but eventually ending in some sketchy alleyway. Everyone knew that Srikandi screwed up, with the Knight blushing and scratching the back of her head, her own face cringing at her mistake. “I’m sorry everyone. This is admittedly my first time in Cendana, so I’m not really sure where I should go myself.”

“Well you shouldn’t worry about that missy. We’ll make sure you’ll get where you want to go, we only need a little service charge to come with it, this ain’t optional too.”

And just like that, the party seemed to be surrounded by a group of thugs. Almira numbered 20 of them, each of them using knives, kerises, and magical staffs, if Almira were to guess what thugs were during the medieval days of her country, wearing nothing much but sarongs, headscarves and a scowling face. This would be it.

“All of you look pretty cute. Why don’t you give us guys a chance to sample the good stuff huh?”

Almira looked at Srikandi, visibly unamused at the situation. “Do I have your permission to defend myself?”

Sighing, knowing that this is partially her fault. Srikandi only nodded. “Yes, sorry for this everyone, but this is my mistake, now let’s teach these hoodlums some manners shall we?”

Without a moment’s hesitation. Srikandi unsheathed her sword and Almira unfurled her coat, both of them ready to fight these thugs. The thugs went for Almira first, one of them swinging a Clurit towards Almira, but the Indonesian woman preempted the attack by evading the Clurit’s downward swing, responding by showing her fists and jabbing the assailant multiple times in the stomach, instantly knocking him out.

Srikandi’s turn was next. Using the broad side of her sword, she proceeded to smack the thugs with their kerises and knives, her sword’s reach beating any weapon the hoodlums had on their hands. It proved to be a rather simple affair for Srikandi, and both women proved their mettle when it came to fighting. Sri herself was surprised that Almira knew how to fight, and with nothing more than her fists, the Captain reminds her of Fei Bai Ho in a way, only more… local, in a weird way.

It remains to be seen whether the other party members will join the fight, and it seems that, after fighting off some thugs, knocking them out left and right. Both of them are starting to get visibly exhausted.

The Friestan Incident, a Fantasy Sci-Fi Fusion RP

@ShiningSector@DracoLunaris@Medili@Martian@13org@King Cosmos

Fortunately, Dumas’ option didn’t get picked. As Almira managed to interject and discussed with Srikandi, Anki and Catherine about further options, the discussion ranged on various topics, with Almira making an extended effort to ensure that the adventurer’s party doesn’t feel left out. It was an extensive bit of negotiation, but eventually the group agreed on a couple of things.

Almira, much to her casternation and concern, decided to give Catherine a simple tablet. Much of its function (especially its intranet and internet connection) has already been blocked previously. Almira doesn’t expect Catherine to play with the device much, since it is programmed in English and she hopes Catherine doesn’t learn a new language just by playing with a tablet, but nonetheless the connection block is there for a reason.

She has also agreed to let Anki help the crew bring about the Dragon’s corpse, with the help of the crew, into one of the rovers, and this seems sufficient enough to bring the rest of the adventurer’s party to agree with Almira’s proposition to let them enter the rover. It also seemed that for Fei Bai Ho and Zavim, that their adventuring days are over for now. Fei seemed intent on going his own way, wanting ‘ explore the mountain further’, while Zavim’s slavery enchantment suddenly broke. A visible sign for Srikandi that something must’ve happened on the other side of the mountain, as much as Srikandi doesn’t want to let him go (she couldn’t trust Zavim to write her letters, let alone leave him stranded here for him to walk by himself). The Orc mage insisted that he wanted to go back, as interesting as this peculiar meeting is, the Orc just wanted to go back to Cendana and see what happened with the enchantment.

And Srikandi is not in a good position to complain about it, considering the situation with Almira and the agreement in the first place. Srikandi decided, against her better judgement, to let Zavim go.

And so ends one chapter, and another one begins.

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The road back to the ship proved to be a… rocky endeavor. As the adventurer’s party wasn’t really familiar with the interior of the vehicle they’re sitting on. A lot of nervous glances were traded with one of the members of the adventurer’s party with one another, with the group visibly still on edge as they reached the location of where this mysterious meteoric object crashed into.

And it was quite a sight.

A crashed metallic hunk of alien design stabbed into the Great Table like a fork on a steak. Not really intent on moving by the looks of it, and with a lot of miscellaneous activity that the adventurer’s party could scarcely discover its intention. Almira stepped out of the vehicle and opened the backdoor, showing them the Thucydides in all its glory. “Welcome to the Thucydides, or at least the smoking wreck of the ship, don’t worry, hopefully if all repairs should be done, the ship should be in operational condition once more!”

Almira decided to stay silent for a full minute to let the group look around the site. Before motioning everyone to follow her into the ramp leading into the ship. “Now, before you start freaking out. I am requesting that you all keep your weapons if that is comfortable with you, since I want you all to move into the Captain’s quarters and we can conduct formal introductions in a more… well, formal setting.”

Switching to English from Indonesian. Almira instructed Garrett and Q-T to ready her room. “Hey, Garrett, can you and your team act as security? And Q-T, umm, I want you to act as a recorder and transcriber for events, I think you have the memory banks to do that right?”

She also saw Chief Engineer Sumiye King on the ramp as well. Looking weirdly into the group the Captain has brought over. “Ah, Sumiye! Sumiye!” She motioned the engineer to come. “Fantastic! So, I have this person, named Catherine Blackwood here. She is apparently a native from this world, don’t ask why she’s a human, we still haven’t figured out the hows of that one. But she looks to be a scientist, and it looks like she is mightily interested in seeing this ship, can you give her a quick rundown of the ship? I need to conduct diplomatic overtures with the rest of the team right now. Don’t worry, I’ll have your voice link up with the Universal translator so you can talk in English. It seems to be working well enough that you shouldn’t have any mistranslations with her. Are you cool with that?”

She turned back quickly once more to the adventurer’s party. “This is just for Miss Catherine here. But a crew member of mine is interested in offering you a short tour of the spaceship. The rest of you, are you interested in following me into the Captain’s quarters? You can keep your weapons in case you seem to still have reservations on me. But I hope that, after the multiple gestures I’ve shown on our way here, that you can lend me your trust in this one.”

The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

@AWACS@13org@BigPapaBelial@Eviledd1984

Amanda is having not a good day. Firstly she arrived in Minsk expecting a welcome, but certainly nothing like this. Secondly, she had to ensure the survival of her team and make sure that the fuckers who did this pay for what they did. And thirdly, she had to drive a definitely not bulletproof car, swerving from traffic, and making issuing orders to ensure that her team won't die this time around.

Overall, Amanda's processor unit is registering a foul mood, and it is reflected visibly in her driving. Sudden swerves are becoming more commonplace, the temperature of her core unit is rising, and her face is not amused at everything.

Amanda did not forget about Scarlett's question at all, with her processor unit registering 5 more minutes. "5 more minutes!!" She shouted. Taking another turn before the OMR office is visible for all to see. She couldn't even respond to Faye's weakened statement's when a bullet barely whizzes past her. Almost knocking into her head. "If anyone here can't fight, then stay down!! Now!!" The female android shouted yet again. Now completely shifting the car into it's highest gear before bracing herself for what's about to come.

The OMR office in Minsk is significantly less imposing than the Frankfurt one. Just a regular compound centered around an old, baroque house. But it does have it's various defenses. Metal gates, a raised platform that can block cars, and of course, posted guards.

Posted guards that definitely know something's up.

Amanda's orders to stay down couldn't come any sooner. As the guards noticed the incoming vehicular firefight headed in their direction. Aimed their rifles, and promptly started lighting up everyone in the general vicinity. From the SUV's to the BMW Amanda's driving. The gate was about to be raised when Amanda's BMW fortunately crashed into the gate first. The BMW, already battered and bruised, eventually sputtered out on the interior of the office.

The various OMR agents approached Amanda's car, before Amanda quickly showed up her OMR ID Card. Mandatory for all employees working at the Agency, and promptly went out of the car as fast as she can, her hand still showing her ID.

"Sorry for the lil bit of chaos, but-" Amanda's words were cut short when a bullet hit her. Knocking into her head and pissing her off. "Alright, we've got aggressors down there! Kill them! Scarlett, Mikey. If you can help, then help!"

Even a dent was not visible on her head. A testament to how tough Amanda's body is.

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@Martian@King Cosmos

Hmmm. So we have Morgana advocating that we go to the lodge, and Xaviron advocating going to the Roggenwolf. Quite an intriguing set of options indeed.

But she has the final say, and the final say goes to Xaviron for the moment. She does have the address for the lodge, but

"Xaviron, run that tracking spell while we run back to the office and get Morgana to sign that piece of paperwork." Madeleine ordered. Grabbing Friedrich's computer as evidence. "I have a feeling that the Roggenwolf might be very much nearby, and we couldn't let such a feral spirit go without supervision like that."

Hopefully the location of the Roggenwolf and the lodge would be one and the same, but that would be such a convenient coincidence Madeleine couldn't even consider it in good faith.

The Friestan Incident, a Fantasy Sci-Fi Fusion RP

"Ah crap, I think I should've went to politics a lil bit in the 2300s in hindsight."

@Medili@Martian@13org

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Almira doesn't need a translator to know that Catherine is very unenthused to the notion of being denied the prospect of experimenting with the technology from the Commonwealth, this alchemist(?) woman has already shown that she's willing to torpedo first impressions with that lil speech of hers, and even more damningly, this Anki woman is also looking like she's siding with Catherine, not necessarily a good indicator of where things might go.

And so, with that in mind. She will make some concessions to Catherine.

Only for Galmira to interrupt her impending speech.

"Miss Catherine. If I must address your concern regarding the Dragon's corpse." Galmira interjected. "The Dragon's code also stated that one should bury their fellow dragons in a place befitting of their status as Dragons, and enlist the help of any persons with the ability to do so should they be unable to do the burying themselves. And that persons seems to be the people I flew in with, unless if you can lift that Dragon's corpse on your own, then I don't see any reason why you would object to that. Unless if you object to the code itself, on Dragon territory, after I've allowed you to loot that dead Dragon, as much as a bastard as he is, for parts for your experiments."

Almira turned to Galmira, her face very concerned at what she says, before coughing up a little to break the tension. "Uhhh, maybe I can allow Catherine to experiment on some of our technology if that means you'd cooperate. I'm more than willing to lend you some... plants and other flora that we have on our ship. I also have an engineer, essentially a person responsible for making mechanical things work, if that is what you're also interested in that as well Miss Catherine."

"And to address the concerns that I don't see you as equals, please pay no mind to that. My people has a history of seeing each other as unequal, with disastrous consequences for everyone involved, and I will assure you that you would be provided good accommodations, food, and everything a human being needs. Please, I would like to gain your trust."

She spoke in English at that part, and secretly hopes that the translator does it's job correctly. English is the defacto language of the Commonwealth for centuries at this point, and she hopes that there is no major mistranslation from the device.

The Friestan Incident, a Fantasy Sci-Fi Fusion RP

"Oh boy, here come the big rover. Here it comes!."

@ShiningSector@DracoLunaris@King Cosmos

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Almira quietly looked at the group led by Srikandi. They are certainly a unique bunch, each of them wearing distinctive clothing, speaking a different language, and yet, all looking human (with some exceptions) at the end. She couldn't make sense of this Pixie fellow that looks just as tall as her, and yet carries with him knife ears and wings made out of gossamer by the looks of it. It's certainly a unique biological modification if she saw someone wearing those kind of stuff if she's in a space station waiting for her spaceship ride to another planet.

The fact that by all measures, the pixie seemed to have grown these kinds of things naturally is... eye-opening to say the least.

"Well. I look forward to exchanging many things with all of you, but perhaps we should go to somewhere a bit... warmer perhaps? I don't know about you, but a night out in the mountains like this seems a bit bad to be exchanging information, yes?" She spoke in Pataliputran.

And just on time. A massive vehicle, with blaring white lights appeared from Almira's group from behind. It's massive wheels making an indent on the snow, and more human crewmembers walked out. All of them saluting to Almira with the Captain herself saluting back. "Garrett. Q-T. You can go back to the spaceship now if you want to, grab a hoverbike, a rover, whatever. I'm going to try and convince these people to get into the vehicle. Wish me luck I guess."

"The rest of you crewmembers, secure the area and make sure to not touch the dragon's corpse. You can look but you can't touch okay? Or else you'll get Galmira blasting your butts a new one. Oh, and Galmira, you can also ride in the vehicle, but only if you give me a promise to not transform. I don't need a destroyed rover right now. Is that okay with you?"

Galmira only politely nodded, and proceeded to get into the lead rover of the group. "You can take the Dragon's corpse with you if you want. A burial in the Great Table is appropriate given the fact that he died on the Dragonspine. Since he died in honorable combat. You can examine it's body to gain insight on him I guess. Just make sure to bury him, don't cremate, bury."

Almira nodded in return. "Alright, Q-T, you can go back to the comfort of the rover, or do you wanna help the team load the Dragon into the top of the rover? Get back to me once I'm done talking with the locals here. Oh, and speaking of dragons. Can I get a team to unload the cranes from the rover and load that Dragon corpse onto the roof of the rover? The Dragon-Lady said that we can dissect it if we want to."

The Captain, just as swiftly as she issued orders to everyone, promptly turned towards the adventurers team and gave them an offer. "I can give you a quick trip into the Dragonspine, with no charge or harm to any of you, as long as you agree to not harm the crew of my team and be open minded when it comes to transportation. I am sure that a thing such as this." She pointed at the rover. "If quite unusual for you, but rest assured that this is just a... horse, of sorts, but significantly larger." She spoke in Pataliputran.

She hoped that it convinces the team to go take up on her offer.

"Oh, and for you, Alchemist." Almira pointed towards Catherine. "I'm sorry, but I am not donating any blood, nor will you touch any of our equipment for your... research unless I permit it." This time she spoke in English, which the Universal translator conveniently translated into Common. "I hope that you'll understand our concerns, especially considering that you have... dragon organs with you."

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--Mysterious Machines, and an equally mysterious offer--

@Shirly Swad@Medili@Martian@13org

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Srikandi felt out of her depth when that metallic moving... thing showed up from nowhere. And Almira quickly giving orders to even more strangely dressed humans. It is looking more and more likely that this meteor is not so much a meteor, but a vessel, a vessel to traverse the stars? Or perhaps a vessel that travels to sky from a land not yet known to the world yet? Her mind could hardly comprehend just how in the world do these things move without any visible sign of animal power, or magic power for that matter. She heard no neighs, no runes, no weird colours emanating from inside these things, nothing.

And in that sense, this vehicle is powered by something magical, at least from her eyes. What kind of magic though, she can hardly comprehend.

She also saw a bunch of flying... horses too? Pegasi? No, metal pegasi powered by... yet another form of magic she hasn't yet figured out. She hopes it's magic, because there is no natural force she knows of that can be utilized to power these vehicles. And as if thrown even more outside of her depth. Almira's offer.

An intriguing offer, but not one without it's risks. On one hand, Almira has not shown any outward hostility to the group, being more than accommodating considering the climate, on the other, she is hoping that her group would hop inside these... vehicles and trust their safety on the hands of these strangers.

To be fair, the offer from Almira is tempting, the temperature has been dropping steadily. So she did the one thing she's trained to do as an adventurer when faced with such a dilemma.

She conferred her team.

"Alright, quick question. Who wants to join Almira to the Table? Because I am not interested in walking to the Table in freezing temperatures while Almira offers us assistance, however... bizarre it may seem to us, to get into the table quicker. She has also not shown any hostility towards us, so I don't see any potentiality for betrayal should we take her up on her offer. What do you say?"