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Posted in the collab.
Come now, temper your response to this.
I'm working with Slaya to find out what is suitable for his nation. Do not apply human restrictions to a non-human race, that is a fallacy.
I'm working with Slaya to find out what is suitable for his nation. Do not apply human restrictions to a non-human race, that is a fallacy.
Aristo, please leave the trait system at the door. I for one don't feel particularly inclined to have my imagination restricted by arbitrary traits that I have to take 2-3 positive and 2-3 negative ones. Traits allow the GM to exert much more control over what happens in the game, and possibly 'too' much control - I have had very bad experiences in the past with GMs over-controlling things like this.
But that's just my tuppence on the matter.
But that's just my tuppence on the matter.
*jumps into the topic*
I am still here!
I am still here!
Ignore this post.
OK, I was reading through some people's Nation Sheets to give me an idea of what's going on in this world (I'm looking to make my own nation), and several areas of several people's sheets concern me. Now, I know it may seem as if I'm nit-picking here, but honestly, I am just trying to help.
The reason I am bringing this up is because of this:
Firstly, addressing gowia:
I know full well that you've had requests to scale down your military, and you have done, I commend you for that, but what concerns me really is the quality of your troops' equipment.
Now, judging that we are in a time period roughly analogous to about the 1400s, let's see how much a suit of plate armour will cost circa 1470 (using the Wars of the Roses).
Ther are records of one Sir John Cressy purchasing a suit of Milanese armour for himself which cost £8 6s 8d. Now, an English man-at-arms would expect to be paid approximately 12d a day, which works out as Sir John Cressy purchasing that suit of armour for 167 days' worth of payment for the man-at-arms. Now, obviously Sir Cressy was a knight and probably got a lot of money, but this highlights the sheer cost of such armour which is made on a professional level.
Now, this of course assumes that you are using this: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/34/Italian_-_Sallet_-_Walters_51580.jpg instead of what I'm thinking you might be referring to, which is munition armour.
Munition armour, also called munitions-grade armour, refers to any mass-produced armour, historically stockpiled in armouries to equip both foot soldiers and mounted cuirassiers. It's by no means as protective of a man as full plate armour is, but it was used to equip armies starting from approximately the 15th century onwards, starting with the Hundred Years War and the Wars of the Roses. Munition armour is usually fairly low-quality iron armour, which is what concerns me when you say this specifically:
Golden steel armour? OK, it's steel armour painted gold, but it's steel armour, which is the main thing. Munition was often made of iron or sometimes an alloy of iron containing a small amount of phosphorus, which gave a marginal increase in hardness, which causes me concern when you say 'steel' armour. Steel armour is hugely expensive and likely costs even more than iron plate armour of the time, which we know by now is prohibitively expensive to equip an army with. I question how you're able to finance and source the equipment for your army, as iron extraction and refining was a dangerous, difficult and quite a small-scale business - things such as cast iron would not come along until the 1700s with Abraham Darby, and the only reliable way of making steel was the Damascus process: taking a sheet of metal and hammering it over and over again to beat out the impurities of the 'steel'. Therefore, I would like to request that you rethink your army's equipment, as currently it stands at prohibitively expensive and quite possibly able to steamroller over almost any medieval army that was in existence at the time. And as for having a standardised professional army, that would also cost a lot more money as well - you would need to feed, clothe, and pay this army out of the treasury - such centralisation of power would not be seen for another 100 years or so, hence the medieval reliance on the levy system. I'm not saying you can't have a professional army, I'm just saying that it would be difficult to afford one at all, let alone one that you have equipped to such a standard.
Furthermore, I'd like to highlight this:
Industrial hell holes filled with smoke? I fail to see how this is even achievable with medieval technology - industry in the medieval age was centred around small-scale localised craftsmen working in either their own workshops or in guilds if in a town. It was very rare to see anything approaching a 'factory', and each piece of armour, sword blade, and even arrowhead was individually hand-crafted, which would slow production and cost a lot of money, as well as prohibiting large-scale manufacture of said finished goods. Another factor in medieval 'industry' was the difficulty in transporting the finished goods from these industrial complexes that you seem to have in mind that are outside of towns. Roads in the medieval age were rutted, broken and very difficult to utilise, not to mention dangerous to travel on - it was often cheaper to send a cargo half-way around the world on a boat than it was to send it to the next city on a cart. Industry in the medieval world was carried out in towns by poor townsfolk using back-breaking manual labour - I do not envisage it being possible to even come close to a factory complex belching smoke into the air akin to those during the Age of Steam.
As for Engimas:
Whilst I'd love to entertain the possibility of another Constantinople or another Rome, I don't see it happening in the 15th century. I have done some research into this, and the largest city in the world at the time in 1400 in Europe was Paris with an estimated population of 280,000. (Source: P.M. Hoenberg & L.Hollen Lees : “The Making of Urban Europe 1000-1950” Harvard University Press 1985) Bearing in mind that France is blessed with ample amounts of arable land and had a population of between 25-30 million at the same time, whilst your capital has almost 3 times the population and half the overall population deems this quite improbable. Unless there is a very good reason as to the very high rate of urbanisation in your nation with 760,000 people in it's capital, and how you can support such a large population, it's probably a good idea to scale it down so that we don't have yearly famines.
Now, that's all I can see is an issue at the current time. And no, I am not bitching for the sake of bitching, and yes, I will most likely join this RPG.
The reason I am bringing this up is because of this:
HazmatMedic said
3. Keep it realistic. If your nation only has a couple of gold mines, gold will be unlikely to be a major export
Firstly, addressing gowia:
I know full well that you've had requests to scale down your military, and you have done, I commend you for that, but what concerns me really is the quality of your troops' equipment.
gowia said
Golden steel armour, long spear, long sword and large square shield
Now, judging that we are in a time period roughly analogous to about the 1400s, let's see how much a suit of plate armour will cost circa 1470 (using the Wars of the Roses).
Ther are records of one Sir John Cressy purchasing a suit of Milanese armour for himself which cost £8 6s 8d. Now, an English man-at-arms would expect to be paid approximately 12d a day, which works out as Sir John Cressy purchasing that suit of armour for 167 days' worth of payment for the man-at-arms. Now, obviously Sir Cressy was a knight and probably got a lot of money, but this highlights the sheer cost of such armour which is made on a professional level.
Now, this of course assumes that you are using this: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/3/34/Italian_-_Sallet_-_Walters_51580.jpg instead of what I'm thinking you might be referring to, which is munition armour.
Munition armour, also called munitions-grade armour, refers to any mass-produced armour, historically stockpiled in armouries to equip both foot soldiers and mounted cuirassiers. It's by no means as protective of a man as full plate armour is, but it was used to equip armies starting from approximately the 15th century onwards, starting with the Hundred Years War and the Wars of the Roses. Munition armour is usually fairly low-quality iron armour, which is what concerns me when you say this specifically:
gowia said
Golden steel armour
Golden steel armour? OK, it's steel armour painted gold, but it's steel armour, which is the main thing. Munition was often made of iron or sometimes an alloy of iron containing a small amount of phosphorus, which gave a marginal increase in hardness, which causes me concern when you say 'steel' armour. Steel armour is hugely expensive and likely costs even more than iron plate armour of the time, which we know by now is prohibitively expensive to equip an army with. I question how you're able to finance and source the equipment for your army, as iron extraction and refining was a dangerous, difficult and quite a small-scale business - things such as cast iron would not come along until the 1700s with Abraham Darby, and the only reliable way of making steel was the Damascus process: taking a sheet of metal and hammering it over and over again to beat out the impurities of the 'steel'. Therefore, I would like to request that you rethink your army's equipment, as currently it stands at prohibitively expensive and quite possibly able to steamroller over almost any medieval army that was in existence at the time. And as for having a standardised professional army, that would also cost a lot more money as well - you would need to feed, clothe, and pay this army out of the treasury - such centralisation of power would not be seen for another 100 years or so, hence the medieval reliance on the levy system. I'm not saying you can't have a professional army, I'm just saying that it would be difficult to afford one at all, let alone one that you have equipped to such a standard.
Furthermore, I'd like to highlight this:
gowia said
The land scape changes from vast metropolis of cities and towns to industrial hell holes filled with smoke. There is close to no nature in the land as it was all torn down for the advancement of the faith and it’s industry. There are occasional vast wheat plantations to try and feed more of the population than none.
Industrial hell holes filled with smoke? I fail to see how this is even achievable with medieval technology - industry in the medieval age was centred around small-scale localised craftsmen working in either their own workshops or in guilds if in a town. It was very rare to see anything approaching a 'factory', and each piece of armour, sword blade, and even arrowhead was individually hand-crafted, which would slow production and cost a lot of money, as well as prohibiting large-scale manufacture of said finished goods. Another factor in medieval 'industry' was the difficulty in transporting the finished goods from these industrial complexes that you seem to have in mind that are outside of towns. Roads in the medieval age were rutted, broken and very difficult to utilise, not to mention dangerous to travel on - it was often cheaper to send a cargo half-way around the world on a boat than it was to send it to the next city on a cart. Industry in the medieval world was carried out in towns by poor townsfolk using back-breaking manual labour - I do not envisage it being possible to even come close to a factory complex belching smoke into the air akin to those during the Age of Steam.
As for Engimas:
InnovativeEngimas said
Capital Population: 760,000
Whilst I'd love to entertain the possibility of another Constantinople or another Rome, I don't see it happening in the 15th century. I have done some research into this, and the largest city in the world at the time in 1400 in Europe was Paris with an estimated population of 280,000. (Source: P.M. Hoenberg & L.Hollen Lees : “The Making of Urban Europe 1000-1950” Harvard University Press 1985) Bearing in mind that France is blessed with ample amounts of arable land and had a population of between 25-30 million at the same time, whilst your capital has almost 3 times the population and half the overall population deems this quite improbable. Unless there is a very good reason as to the very high rate of urbanisation in your nation with 760,000 people in it's capital, and how you can support such a large population, it's probably a good idea to scale it down so that we don't have yearly famines.
Now, that's all I can see is an issue at the current time. And no, I am not bitching for the sake of bitching, and yes, I will most likely join this RPG.
Marianna's omni-tool beeped. Frowning, the young woman took a quick look at it: a message from Tzvi and Kygg: the security room was done for. However... that still left the distraction, the vault and... Shit, whose job was it to take out the engine room? Oh... it was Roland's, and he got captured. Where's Jeanna, I wonder... Marianna scanned around for any sign of the cybernetic soldier, but there was nothing for it. She glanced up at Thatian, who was absent-mindedly staring over at the bar area. It probably wouldn't hurt to leave him to his dream world. Marianna got to her feet and had another quick look around, searching for any guards whose attention she might attract - after all, she didn't want to do a Roland on it, though the chances of that occurring would be comparatively small with the main security room out of action. That can't be the 'only' security hub on the ship..., she thought to herself as she made her way over towards the staff entrance into the aft decks of the ship. A guard stood there, watching her closely. He started to speak as she came closer.
"Sorry, miss, this is for staff only. What'cha looking for?" It was a gruff human voice. Marianna looked him over. She could potentially take the guy down, but it probably would be a bad idea in the middle of the guest halls. However... he should have really reported to the security room, surely? Unless there was a secondary hub elsewhere in the ship, which would make sense, but also complicate the mission. Nevertheless, it had to be inquired about. Marianna figured she'd ask a loaded question.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't see the sign there... Say, what's with all of the commotion around the bar area? I mean, there wasn't any trouble, was there?"
"No, ma'am, just some merc gettin' uppity with my CO. Speakin' of which, I ain't heard from the CO in a bit, and he said he'd get back to us after he'd sorted stuff out in Hub Alpha."
Marianna went straight for the jugular. This guy seemed rather 'thick', and it would be wise to press home the question. Marianna knew exactly who was in the security room - Roland, Tzvi, Kygg, and apparently some merc who had punched the Salarian in the face earlier at the bar fight. Mari figured the salarian would be out cold from any kind of conflict in the security room, and that this guy might just be dumb enough to go see if he needed help. "Do you think something might have happened to your CO? Maybe his omni-tool's out of action and he needs backup?"
"Nah, the CO could handle himself. Besides- well..." The guard seemed to double-take on the CO (who was the salarian Marianna had seen being punched in the face) being able to handle himself. "Anyhow, what'chu takin' such an interest in it for, anyway?" He looked at Marianna sternly; she knew she'd pushed it too far. "Don't be gettin' any funny ideas, blue-skin. I think the CO might want a word with ya about this - already caught one blockhead back in the aft deck." He pointed his gun at Marianna. "C'mon, don't make this tough fer yerself. Go in front."
Mari desperately tried to fish something out of this situation. "I wouldn't know where to go, I'm hardly someone who knows the layout of the ship."
The guard scratched his chin. "True. I suppose I'd best keep you in line. Follow me, and don't try anything stupid." He opened the door and walked through, looking back to see if Marianna followed him. "Good girl. Now, follow me."
Marianna closed the door behind her and gave a small smile. "I don't think so." She charged up her Barrier and rushed at the guard, slamming her fist into his face with almost inhuman strength, breaking the human's nose and stunning him with the force of the blow. Almost simultaneously, she grabbed hold of the wrist he was holding the gun in, and twisted it hard, forcing the guard to his knees as he gave a grunt of pain, whereupon Marianna firstly punched the man in the face again, before following it up with an elbow, finally knocking him unconscious as it connected with his left temple. The guard crumpled to the floor, motionless and bleeding profusely from his face. Marianna looked at her omni-tool and thought about slitting his throat, but she decided against it for the time being, and dragged the body of the guard over into a small, darkened alcove where several pipes mostly blocked the vision of anyone passing by. It would be a long time before that guy woke up, and it would probably be with a headache so bad he'd wish he hadn't woken up - for all intents and purposes, he was out of the picture. Marianna reached down and took the guard's pistol from him; only a ERCS Striker, and a really crap one at that, but it would do the trick - if it hit, of course, which was far from guaranteed with Strikers. But before she even began to entertain thoughts of a gunfight, she needed to find the equipment that had been stashed away - they might need it for a secondary assault by... whichever merc group was acting as 'guard duty'.
She opened her omni-tool and scanned for any life-signs within the local area - two to four guards in the main room that she'd just vacated, but none in front of her. Perfect, the exact situation you wanted in any stealth-requiring task: no-one to hear you if you fuck up. Mari readied her pistol and made her way down the corridor, checking her omni-tool's combat scanner for signs of movement. She was able to make out what looked like 6 or so guards in one room... or were they Roland & company? Without IFF, she wouldn't really be able to tell. Up ahead was a bulkhead that separated the forward sections of the ship from the aft corridors, undoubtedly leading to the engine room. Walking as quietly as she could (which was surprisingly quiet for heels on a metal floor), she made her way up to the bulkhead and put her ear to it. On the other side, she could hear the clanking of footsteps - heavy, armoured footsteps to boot, and a whistling made by a human. From the sounds of it, he was walking away... Now was time to get lethal. She tried the valve on the bulkhead - it wasn't locked down, but it was very heavy indeed, and moving it would require not only a great deal of effort, but it would probably make a hell of a racket whilst doing so. "Nothing for it..." Mari whispered as she pushed on the bulkhead door. It opened without a great amount of noise - evidently the maintenance teams had been doing their jobs well, if not the guards. You were 'supposed' to lock those doors behind you, surely, if the ship were to hit a rock and begin to flood? It didn't matter for now, Marianna had a guard to deal with. She crept up behind the guard and wrapped her upper arm below his chin, whilst at the same time she slammed the heel of her hand into the back of the guard's head, snapping the spinal column, killing him instantly. Before he could clatter to the floor, Marianna took hold of the guard's body around his chest and gently laid him down, sparing her any unwanted attention. "Been a long time since I've done that to a guy." she muttered to herself as she pressed ahead, towards the aft of the ship.
Ahead was a sign affixed to the wall. Up ahead was towards the engine room, where the equipment was stashed by a helpful member of the crew... helpful because of a fair paycheck, probably, whilst to the right, it mentioned something about a... secondary security room?! "Aft security room? Oh, bloody hell..." Marianna pulled up her omni-tool and scanned the area around her quickly. There were two signatures within the security room, and Marianna wasn't sure if the secondary secroom was linked into the main security room. She sent off a quick message to Roland, Kygg and Tzvi to make sure that any communications to the main security room by the secondary hub were dealt with in a manner that ensured no suspicion - Mari needed to get her silenced Razer rifle before she took care of the aft security room. She continued forward towards the engine room, where she could hear the shouting of men and the noise of the yacht's engines. She could see another bulkhead that separated the aft corridors from the engine room itself. It was open, and in front of the door she could see several crewmen working at the engine's control panels, facing away from her. As she approached the bulkhead, it seemed certain to Mari that she could get inside undetected and find the stash of equipment. She slipped into the engine room and then between a couple of large pipes into a small alcove. There were several large bags. She opened one that seemed to fit an assault rifle's size.
Inside there was a note and an assault rifle with a silencer attachment. The note read 'Razer VIII w/ silencer.' in handwriting that seemed remotely familiar. She smiled, took the rifle out of the bag, and placed the Striker inside to lighten her load - the pistol wasn't necessary any more. The bag also contained a single EC-2520 EM Jammer, which also had a note - 'For use in emergencies'. "Well, if I screw this one up, I'll have an emergency on my hands alright." She took the jammer as well, placing it within a pocket, and then took her rifle into her hands, slipping silently out of the alcove. She looked around to see any military presence - there was none, just 4 crew members manning the engine's control panels. She decided to play it safe and ensure none of the crew were able to send out a message if they saw her. She opened fire on the crewmen, killing two of them with shots to the head and middle of the chest and severely injuring the other two, rendering one of them unable to speak and the other crippled by a shot to the kneecap. "Sayonara, suckers." She fired two more shots and finished the two injured crewmen off, both with headshots, spraying blood and grey matter across the floor, whilst the different colours of blood began to mingle before Marianna opened up her omni-tool and began to type a message in.
"Engine room secured, equipment located. About to take out aft security room."
The message sent to all of Nova, Marianna made her way back to the entrance into the engine room, stepping back out into the corridor. Hoping she hadn't been detected, Mari made her way cautiously back to the divergence in the corridors, and set off down the hallway towards the secondary security room. Ahead were two signatures, both in a room that seemed to be locked. "I suppose this counts as an emergency..." She placed the jammer onto the keypad of the door and programmed in the standard jamming procedure. Instantly, there were mutterings of irritation and 'Fucking god damn technology' from inside the security hub. In preparation, Marianna charged up her Barrier, before one of the guards opened the door to see Marianna aiming a rifle at his head. With a shout, he began to raise his own gun, a pistol, but Mari reacted first, throwing a Singularity into the security room, catching both guards completely off-guard, allowing Marianna to walk into the room and punch one guard into unconsciousness with several blows to the face. The other guard, once the singularity had dissipated, received a healthy kick to the ribs before Marianna stamped on the hand holding the pistol, breaking it and causing the guard to grunt in pain. Marianna aimed her rifle at the struggling turian. "Stop moving. Or I will put a bullet between your squinty eyes."
"Gah, fuck you, blue-skin, you ain't got the guts." Marianna rolled her eyes and shot the guard in the foot. "OK! OK! Fuckin' 'ell, I'll give ya no more trouble."
"Better not." Marianna bent down and picked up the pistol from beyond the guard's outstretched, broken hand. "I'll be having this..." She threw it onto the desk where the central computer screens were located, before stepping back and viewing her 'handiwork'. "Well, that's the secondary hub neutralised. Would've been nice if we'd known about it..." She opened up her omni-tool and sent off another message. "Security hub neutralised. I think we're clear."
"Sorry, miss, this is for staff only. What'cha looking for?" It was a gruff human voice. Marianna looked him over. She could potentially take the guy down, but it probably would be a bad idea in the middle of the guest halls. However... he should have really reported to the security room, surely? Unless there was a secondary hub elsewhere in the ship, which would make sense, but also complicate the mission. Nevertheless, it had to be inquired about. Marianna figured she'd ask a loaded question.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't see the sign there... Say, what's with all of the commotion around the bar area? I mean, there wasn't any trouble, was there?"
"No, ma'am, just some merc gettin' uppity with my CO. Speakin' of which, I ain't heard from the CO in a bit, and he said he'd get back to us after he'd sorted stuff out in Hub Alpha."
Marianna went straight for the jugular. This guy seemed rather 'thick', and it would be wise to press home the question. Marianna knew exactly who was in the security room - Roland, Tzvi, Kygg, and apparently some merc who had punched the Salarian in the face earlier at the bar fight. Mari figured the salarian would be out cold from any kind of conflict in the security room, and that this guy might just be dumb enough to go see if he needed help. "Do you think something might have happened to your CO? Maybe his omni-tool's out of action and he needs backup?"
"Nah, the CO could handle himself. Besides- well..." The guard seemed to double-take on the CO (who was the salarian Marianna had seen being punched in the face) being able to handle himself. "Anyhow, what'chu takin' such an interest in it for, anyway?" He looked at Marianna sternly; she knew she'd pushed it too far. "Don't be gettin' any funny ideas, blue-skin. I think the CO might want a word with ya about this - already caught one blockhead back in the aft deck." He pointed his gun at Marianna. "C'mon, don't make this tough fer yerself. Go in front."
Mari desperately tried to fish something out of this situation. "I wouldn't know where to go, I'm hardly someone who knows the layout of the ship."
The guard scratched his chin. "True. I suppose I'd best keep you in line. Follow me, and don't try anything stupid." He opened the door and walked through, looking back to see if Marianna followed him. "Good girl. Now, follow me."
Marianna closed the door behind her and gave a small smile. "I don't think so." She charged up her Barrier and rushed at the guard, slamming her fist into his face with almost inhuman strength, breaking the human's nose and stunning him with the force of the blow. Almost simultaneously, she grabbed hold of the wrist he was holding the gun in, and twisted it hard, forcing the guard to his knees as he gave a grunt of pain, whereupon Marianna firstly punched the man in the face again, before following it up with an elbow, finally knocking him unconscious as it connected with his left temple. The guard crumpled to the floor, motionless and bleeding profusely from his face. Marianna looked at her omni-tool and thought about slitting his throat, but she decided against it for the time being, and dragged the body of the guard over into a small, darkened alcove where several pipes mostly blocked the vision of anyone passing by. It would be a long time before that guy woke up, and it would probably be with a headache so bad he'd wish he hadn't woken up - for all intents and purposes, he was out of the picture. Marianna reached down and took the guard's pistol from him; only a ERCS Striker, and a really crap one at that, but it would do the trick - if it hit, of course, which was far from guaranteed with Strikers. But before she even began to entertain thoughts of a gunfight, she needed to find the equipment that had been stashed away - they might need it for a secondary assault by... whichever merc group was acting as 'guard duty'.
She opened her omni-tool and scanned for any life-signs within the local area - two to four guards in the main room that she'd just vacated, but none in front of her. Perfect, the exact situation you wanted in any stealth-requiring task: no-one to hear you if you fuck up. Mari readied her pistol and made her way down the corridor, checking her omni-tool's combat scanner for signs of movement. She was able to make out what looked like 6 or so guards in one room... or were they Roland & company? Without IFF, she wouldn't really be able to tell. Up ahead was a bulkhead that separated the forward sections of the ship from the aft corridors, undoubtedly leading to the engine room. Walking as quietly as she could (which was surprisingly quiet for heels on a metal floor), she made her way up to the bulkhead and put her ear to it. On the other side, she could hear the clanking of footsteps - heavy, armoured footsteps to boot, and a whistling made by a human. From the sounds of it, he was walking away... Now was time to get lethal. She tried the valve on the bulkhead - it wasn't locked down, but it was very heavy indeed, and moving it would require not only a great deal of effort, but it would probably make a hell of a racket whilst doing so. "Nothing for it..." Mari whispered as she pushed on the bulkhead door. It opened without a great amount of noise - evidently the maintenance teams had been doing their jobs well, if not the guards. You were 'supposed' to lock those doors behind you, surely, if the ship were to hit a rock and begin to flood? It didn't matter for now, Marianna had a guard to deal with. She crept up behind the guard and wrapped her upper arm below his chin, whilst at the same time she slammed the heel of her hand into the back of the guard's head, snapping the spinal column, killing him instantly. Before he could clatter to the floor, Marianna took hold of the guard's body around his chest and gently laid him down, sparing her any unwanted attention. "Been a long time since I've done that to a guy." she muttered to herself as she pressed ahead, towards the aft of the ship.
Ahead was a sign affixed to the wall. Up ahead was towards the engine room, where the equipment was stashed by a helpful member of the crew... helpful because of a fair paycheck, probably, whilst to the right, it mentioned something about a... secondary security room?! "Aft security room? Oh, bloody hell..." Marianna pulled up her omni-tool and scanned the area around her quickly. There were two signatures within the security room, and Marianna wasn't sure if the secondary secroom was linked into the main security room. She sent off a quick message to Roland, Kygg and Tzvi to make sure that any communications to the main security room by the secondary hub were dealt with in a manner that ensured no suspicion - Mari needed to get her silenced Razer rifle before she took care of the aft security room. She continued forward towards the engine room, where she could hear the shouting of men and the noise of the yacht's engines. She could see another bulkhead that separated the aft corridors from the engine room itself. It was open, and in front of the door she could see several crewmen working at the engine's control panels, facing away from her. As she approached the bulkhead, it seemed certain to Mari that she could get inside undetected and find the stash of equipment. She slipped into the engine room and then between a couple of large pipes into a small alcove. There were several large bags. She opened one that seemed to fit an assault rifle's size.
Inside there was a note and an assault rifle with a silencer attachment. The note read 'Razer VIII w/ silencer.' in handwriting that seemed remotely familiar. She smiled, took the rifle out of the bag, and placed the Striker inside to lighten her load - the pistol wasn't necessary any more. The bag also contained a single EC-2520 EM Jammer, which also had a note - 'For use in emergencies'. "Well, if I screw this one up, I'll have an emergency on my hands alright." She took the jammer as well, placing it within a pocket, and then took her rifle into her hands, slipping silently out of the alcove. She looked around to see any military presence - there was none, just 4 crew members manning the engine's control panels. She decided to play it safe and ensure none of the crew were able to send out a message if they saw her. She opened fire on the crewmen, killing two of them with shots to the head and middle of the chest and severely injuring the other two, rendering one of them unable to speak and the other crippled by a shot to the kneecap. "Sayonara, suckers." She fired two more shots and finished the two injured crewmen off, both with headshots, spraying blood and grey matter across the floor, whilst the different colours of blood began to mingle before Marianna opened up her omni-tool and began to type a message in.
"Engine room secured, equipment located. About to take out aft security room."
The message sent to all of Nova, Marianna made her way back to the entrance into the engine room, stepping back out into the corridor. Hoping she hadn't been detected, Mari made her way cautiously back to the divergence in the corridors, and set off down the hallway towards the secondary security room. Ahead were two signatures, both in a room that seemed to be locked. "I suppose this counts as an emergency..." She placed the jammer onto the keypad of the door and programmed in the standard jamming procedure. Instantly, there were mutterings of irritation and 'Fucking god damn technology' from inside the security hub. In preparation, Marianna charged up her Barrier, before one of the guards opened the door to see Marianna aiming a rifle at his head. With a shout, he began to raise his own gun, a pistol, but Mari reacted first, throwing a Singularity into the security room, catching both guards completely off-guard, allowing Marianna to walk into the room and punch one guard into unconsciousness with several blows to the face. The other guard, once the singularity had dissipated, received a healthy kick to the ribs before Marianna stamped on the hand holding the pistol, breaking it and causing the guard to grunt in pain. Marianna aimed her rifle at the struggling turian. "Stop moving. Or I will put a bullet between your squinty eyes."
"Gah, fuck you, blue-skin, you ain't got the guts." Marianna rolled her eyes and shot the guard in the foot. "OK! OK! Fuckin' 'ell, I'll give ya no more trouble."
"Better not." Marianna bent down and picked up the pistol from beyond the guard's outstretched, broken hand. "I'll be having this..." She threw it onto the desk where the central computer screens were located, before stepping back and viewing her 'handiwork'. "Well, that's the secondary hub neutralised. Would've been nice if we'd known about it..." She opened up her omni-tool and sent off another message. "Security hub neutralised. I think we're clear."
I'm currently writing some more about Mari taking down the engine room.
Placeholder for a character.
Debating whether to go for a... 'radical' Sororitas (she believes in the Emperor above all, but she's willing to do a lot of things the Ecclesiarchy would frown upon) or a Blank in the Imperial Guard. A third option could be a member of the Deathwatch, but I need some information on what Ordo this Inquisitor serves - he seems to combine all three.
Debating whether to go for a... 'radical' Sororitas (she believes in the Emperor above all, but she's willing to do a lot of things the Ecclesiarchy would frown upon) or a Blank in the Imperial Guard. A third option could be a member of the Deathwatch, but I need some information on what Ordo this Inquisitor serves - he seems to combine all three.
I've had way too much work to do, what with exam season coming up soon. However, I might be able to weasel my way into some free time and get my post finished.
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