What Character Will It Be Today?

The Wandering Inn is open for business!

-@the-tavern-wizard

Ah there we go. I do have someone who needs a place to stay. I’ll contact them now.

*He reaches his hand up to his ear, and an arcing electric pulse resonates around it. A small shock is sent out and shoots through a tree.*

Just a moment please, sir.

*olive then takes a step out and turns around and picks the two half of the tree up and places them back together causing the portal to close*

“Hi, learned a new trick, anyway’s who’s this?”

*she holds a card up withe the message displayed*

*he holds up a card*

“May I stay… I have money?”

A voice sounds from inside, cutting over the din of tavern-goers chatting.

“Thank you’

*puts down card and holds up a metal chip with golden color inlay.*

*he holds up another card*

The wizard hefts a strange contraption that looks like a cross between a blender and an atm. It’s about a foot and a half wide

He takes the credit chip and places it in the machine. The chip is blasted apart by a jolt of lightning safely contained within. The machine now contains 10 glowing motes of Currency.

The smaller ship seems fairly rundown with pockmarks of small sized impacts littering it's Rectangular tall hull while the larger vessel, which is occupying the majority of the landing zone with its flatter and square build, has less pockmarks and more rust on it's exterior.*

Well then, here are our "New" freighters.

I'll be commanding the larger one, who flies the smaller one is up to you to make out upon yourselves, just stick close since the smaller one is nearly unarmed. From the moment of boarding we'll be appearing as a "Personell Procurement" convoy for a mining outpost.

Questions?

*it is strange… they are standing in a area that has mana, when first introduced they grown an organ and in this low quantity it usually leads to death… that’s why you didn’t bring people who couldn’t use magic out here… snuffles is fine… even looks healthier out here.*

It's easier to share them now before we leave then after take off.

Keeps folks from getting dumb ideas.

*Just a short moment after we lift off, the accent a lot smoother then one would expect from the looks of the ship. After the atmosphere was left the ships jump to an area just outside the smugglers passage ready to make their way through it*

We'll be going into unkown territory with little to no knowledge of the layout. Our first goal will be to aquire maps of the base, we can do that the slow way via the high power penetrating sensors of the "Wayward Frontier" that will take a few hours, we can cover those with mock negotiations by some of us while part of our team scopes out the situation on foot.

Or we try to aquire the plans from the station computers. A Faster but riskier maneuver since we'd need to find a computer with access, hack it and download the floorplans. Every step of the way we might have a risk of being detected by the station security.

Juli, what is the relationship of the traffickers to the Empire? My assumption would be officially banned and forbidden but allowed to exist in the shadows is that correct?

@goblin-wizard-in-the-making @the-mighty-dalob @profeshinul-wizurd

Also, juli to answer your question that depends on our approach, we should try to stay undercover for as long as possible. Our Priority is to disable the possible kill switch and then secure the targets.

(there is a slight clicking noise)

*you see a Vrock demon standing in front of your…. It is waring a pilot uniform that has been modified to look like a looter had taken it.*

(click click click)

@kingoflesserminormages

[-and so I was telling him, the Cult of Jerrn was a book club! HA HA HA]

*it is from the other ship… it must be made up background chatter to sell the realness of our ships.*

Goddamn amateurs, use internal comms!

*The anger seems real enough, but the subject of the message seems wildly out of character more in line with a mercenary then the usual self*

*I turn to bill off the comms*

Good, keep the act up, act as my secondary for now that should be believable from this point.

*We get closer to the station as we near the exit of the passage*

[cool it racket, we have a job to do… Butter-fly 1 going silent]

Well folks, it's showtime.

[this Jackal 1 asking for permission to dock.]

(You know what i remembered. You can’t name a ship in imperial space without it being logged. So smuggler ships don’t have names. This was explicitly stated)

*Over internal communications* Now everyone remember, were here on "unofficial" buissness for the Southern Mining Conglomerate to aquire workers, Act accordingly.

Everyone get ready.

*A short moment later we gently clamp onto the docking port of the station. With a hiss the inbetween is pressurized and the doors are free to open*

*you are let into a big auditorium area. There is a stage with people standing waiting a second. You see a door that you could leave that says pitches. And a second that says exchange.*

*she smiles*

The smaller ship seems fairly rundown with pockmarks of small sized impacts littering it's Rectangular tall hull while the larger vessel, which is occupying the majority of the landing zone with its flatter and square build, has less pockmarks and more rust on it's exterior.*

Well then, here are our "New" freighters.

I'll be commanding the larger one, who flies the smaller one is up to you to make out upon yourselves, just stick close since the smaller one is nearly unarmed. From the moment of boarding we'll be appearing as a "Personell Procurement" convoy for a mining outpost.

Questions?

*it is strange… they are standing in a area that has mana, when first introduced they grown an organ and in this low quantity it usually leads to death… that’s why you didn’t bring people who couldn’t use magic out here… snuffles is fine… even looks healthier out here.*

It's easier to share them now before we leave then after take off.

Keeps folks from getting dumb ideas.

*Just a short moment after we lift off, the accent a lot smoother then one would expect from the looks of the ship. After the atmosphere was left the ships jump to an area just outside the smugglers passage ready to make their way through it*

We'll be going into unkown territory with little to no knowledge of the layout. Our first goal will be to aquire maps of the base, we can do that the slow way via the high power penetrating sensors of the "Wayward Frontier" that will take a few hours, we can cover those with mock negotiations by some of us while part of our team scopes out the situation on foot.

Or we try to aquire the plans from the station computers. A Faster but riskier maneuver since we'd need to find a computer with access, hack it and download the floorplans. Every step of the way we might have a risk of being detected by the station security.

Juli, what is the relationship of the traffickers to the Empire? My assumption would be officially banned and forbidden but allowed to exist in the shadows is that correct?

@goblin-wizard-in-the-making @the-mighty-dalob @profeshinul-wizurd

Also, juli to answer your question that depends on our approach, we should try to stay undercover for as long as possible. Our Priority is to disable the possible kill switch and then secure the targets.

(there is a slight clicking noise)

*you see a Vrock demon standing in front of your…. It is waring a pilot uniform that has been modified to look like a looter had taken it.*

(click click click)

@kingoflesserminormages

[-and so I was telling him, the Cult of Jerrn was a book club! HA HA HA]

*it is from the other ship… it must be made up background chatter to sell the realness of our ships.*

Goddamn amateurs, use internal comms!

*The anger seems real enough, but the subject of the message seems wildly out of character more in line with a mercenary then the usual self*

*I turn to bill off the comms*

Good, keep the act up, act as my secondary for now that should be believable from this point.

*We get closer to the station as we near the exit of the passage*

[cool it racket, we have a job to do… Butter-fly 1 going silent]

Well folks, it's showtime.

[this Jackal 1 asking for permission to dock.]

(You know what i remembered. You can’t name a ship in imperial space without it being logged. So smuggler ships don’t have names. This was explicitly stated)

*Over internal communications* Now everyone remember, were here on "unofficial" buissness for the Southern Mining Conglomerate to aquire workers, Act accordingly.

Everyone get ready.

*A short moment later we gently clamp onto the docking port of the station. With a hiss the inbetween is pressurized and the doors are free to open*

*you are let into a big auditorium area. There is a stage with people standing waiting a second. You see a door that you could leave that says pitches. And a second that says exchange.*

*she smiles*

The Wandering Inn is open for business!

-@the-tavern-wizard

Ah there we go. I do have someone who needs a place to stay. I’ll contact them now.

*He reaches his hand up to his ear, and an arcing electric pulse resonates around it. A small shock is sent out and shoots through a tree.*

Just a moment please, sir.

*olive then takes a step out and turns around and picks the two half of the tree up and places them back together causing the portal to close*

“Hi, learned a new trick, anyway’s who’s this?”

*she holds a card up withe the message displayed*

*he holds up a card*

“May I stay… I have money?”

A voice sounds from inside, cutting over the din of tavern-goers chatting.

“Thank you’

*puts down card and holds up a metal chip with golden color inlay.*

*he holds up another card*

The wizard hefts a strange contraption that looks like a cross between a blender and an atm. It’s about a foot and a half wide

He takes the credit chip and places it in the machine. The chip is blasted apart by a jolt of lightning safely contained within. The machine now contains 10 glowing motes of Currency.

The Wandering Inn is open for business!

-@the-tavern-wizard

Ah there we go. I do have someone who needs a place to stay. I’ll contact them now.

*He reaches his hand up to his ear, and an arcing electric pulse resonates around it. A small shock is sent out and shoots through a tree.*

Just a moment please, sir.

*olive then takes a step out and turns around and picks the two half of the tree up and places them back together causing the portal to close*

“Hi, learned a new trick, anyway’s who’s this?”

*she holds a card up withe the message displayed*

*he holds up a card*

“May I stay… I have money?”

A voice sounds from inside, cutting over the din of tavern-goers chatting.

“Thank you’

*puts down card and holds up a metal chip with golden color inlay.*

*he holds up another card*

The Wandering Inn is open for business!

-@the-tavern-wizard

Ah there we go. I do have someone who needs a place to stay. I’ll contact them now.

*He reaches his hand up to his ear, and an arcing electric pulse resonates around it. A small shock is sent out and shoots through a tree.*

Just a moment please, sir.

*olive then takes a step out and turns around and picks the two half of the tree up and places them back together causing the portal to close*

“Hi, learned a new trick, anyway’s who’s this?”

*she holds a card up withe the message displayed*

*he holds up a card*

“May I stay… I have money?”

A voice sounds from inside, cutting over the din of tavern-goers chatting.

“Thank you’

The Wandering Inn is open for business!

-@the-tavern-wizard

Ah there we go. I do have someone who needs a place to stay. I’ll contact them now.

*He reaches his hand up to his ear, and an arcing electric pulse resonates around it. A small shock is sent out and shoots through a tree.*

Just a moment please, sir.

*olive then takes a step out and turns around and picks the two half of the tree up and places them back together causing the portal to close*

“Hi, learned a new trick, anyway’s who’s this?”

*she holds a card up withe the message displayed*

*he holds up a card*

“May I stay… I have money?”

The Wandering Inn is open for business!

-@the-tavern-wizard

Ah there we go. I do have someone who needs a place to stay. I’ll contact them now.

*He reaches his hand up to his ear, and an arcing electric pulse resonates around it. A small shock is sent out and shoots through a tree.*

Just a moment please, sir.

*olive then takes a step out and turns around and picks the two half of the tree up and places them back together causing the portal to close*

“Hi, learned a new trick, anyway’s who’s this?”

*she holds a card up withe the message displayed*

( @local-gunman )

*A blade juts out of a tree nearby, and like it’s cutting scenery, it slides through, and a certain Lady pokes her head out.*

You called?

“Hey!”

“That did seem a little rude”

*She clambers into the hole in the tree. The gunman walks up next to his friend.*

*holds up a sign*

( @local-gunman )

*A blade juts out of a tree nearby, and like it’s cutting scenery, it slides through, and a certain Lady pokes her head out.*

You called?

“Hey!”

“That did seem a little rude”

*She clambers into the hole in the tree. The gunman walks up next to his friend.*

( @local-gunman )

*A blade juts out of a tree nearby, and like it’s cutting scenery, it slides through, and a certain Lady pokes her head out.*

You called?

“Hey!”

“That did seem a little rude”

*She clambers into the hole in the tree. The gunman walks up next to his friend.*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

“Ow I think a bug bit me”

*you see the blood you used bleed onto the ground now magicless*

“Anyways it’s nice to meet your friend, you said something about kill? My grandma says it’s bad to kill people but also it’s not our place to intervene… anyways that’s not important, here”

*I hand you the vial, you notice a tag on it with writing… it seams to be made of tree bark.*

*you flip the tag over and it is signed by both rotor and the arch-Fay of feathers, the goddess of nature (title stolen)*

“Right, grandma said that the sap of the tree must never be used for harm again. I just use it as a ver efficient mana conductor and sources for side of my experimental prototypes.”

*he hands you a gun*

“You lose blood in there and it fires out in three settings, webbing, stun, and kill… you can’t activate kill unless the target has made or planed to kill you within 24 ours, but once activated it will remain in kill mode for a week (when targeting that person)”

*you hold it and can tell this complex and mystical machine.., it realy could be considered a “godly” weapons*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

“Ow I think a bug bit me”

*you see the blood you used bleed onto the ground now magicless*

“Anyways it’s nice to meet your friend, you said something about kill? My grandma says it’s bad to kill people but also it’s not our place to intervene… anyways that’s not important, here”

*I hand you the vial, you notice a tag on it with writing… it seams to be made of tree bark.*

*you flip the tag over and it is signed by both rotor and the arch-Fay of feathers, the goddess of nature (title stolen)*

“Right, grandma said that the sap of the tree must never be used for harm again. I just use it as a ver efficient mana conductor and sources for side of my experimental prototypes.”

*he hands you a gun*

“You lose blood in there and it fires out in three settings, webbing, stun, and kill… you can’t activate kill unless the target has made or planed to kill you within 24 ours, but once activated it will remain in kill mode for a week (when targeting that person)”

*you hold it and can tell this complex and mystical machine.., it realy could be considered a “godly” weapons*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

“Ow I think a bug bit me”

*you see the blood you used bleed onto the ground now magicless*

“Anyways it’s nice to meet your friend, you said something about kill? My grandma says it’s bad to kill people but also it’s not our place to intervene… anyways that’s not important, here”

*I hand you the vial, you notice a tag on it with writing… it seams to be made of tree bark.*

*you flip the tag over and it is signed by both rotor and the arch-Fay of feathers, the goddess of nature (title stolen)*

“Right, grandma said that the sap of the tree must never be used for harm again. I just use it as a ver efficient mana conductor and sources for side of my experimental prototypes.”

*he hands you a gun*

“You lose blood in there and it fires out in three settings, webbing, stun, and kill… you can’t activate kill unless the target has made or planed to kill you within 24 ours, but once activated it will remain in kill mode for a week (when targeting that person)”

*you hold it and can tell this complex and mystical machine.., it realy could be considered a “godly” weapons*

"got it! blood of the Ever Tree. A god turned tree after loosing their title to a fey. they are a god of nature, and the home of my grandma."

It will work. If you wish to meet face to face, be discreet. I do not want to be found.

I suppose I should introduce myself more formally. My name is Myltam. I live as inconspicuously as possible, and so far I have not been found. I specialize in blood magic, and most prominently use it to give myself multiple bodies. I avoid fighting directly, but if I were to engage in face to face combat, I have little doubt I would succeed against any nonmagical, nondivine life, and many things in those categories thanks to the gift you have given me. I have no gripes with killing, and I will kill again. Do not say my location, my name, my type of magic, or anything of the like to anyone outside of here without my permission. I will know. You will not live long.

“Ow I think a bug bit me”

*you see the blood you used bleed onto the ground now magicless*

“Anyways it’s nice to meet your friend, you said something about kill? My grandma says it’s bad to kill people but also it’s not our place to intervene… anyways that’s not important, here”

*I hand you the vial, you notice a tag on it with writing… it seams to be made of tree bark.*

*you flip the tag over and it is signed by both rotor and the arch-Fay of feathers, the goddess of nature (title stolen)*

“Right, grandma said that the sap of the tree must never be used for harm again. I just use it as a ver efficient mana conductor and sources for side of my experimental prototypes.”