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A tall Warforged Humanoid joins those standing outside the gate. He has a dark stainless coloration with blue markings and military insignias. His glowing blue eyes emit a laser like light that spreads out to a triangular pie shape, moving up and down each person as he approaches, and the gate as he arrives Perception:18
He speaks in a deep monotone voice (similar to a Cylon in Battlestar Galactica) "Soldier of Sinahcem, AR-MHZ1, requesting access to the inhabited area." Standing shoulder to shoulder with the others his head rotates to look at each and then back to the gate.
You get to the wooden gate at the edge of town, the rain soaks you to the bone, when you nock a suspicious voice asks you "wha you wan".
A short human (dressed in a flight jump suit under a fur lined leather jacket wearing goggles on top of a leather helmet) looking like a drowned rat answers the faceless voice. “Shelter for starts my fine fellow. Perhaps someplace to obtain sustenance. But ultimately, I require parts to repair my Skyhawk aircraft. Any chance of finding that here?”
Zozi makes note of the Metallica warrior and the other human. He introduces himself to them. “Zozi Von Bartok, Leftenant of the Irroaca National Air Corps. Crashed a few miles out there (pointing away from the town). Pilot by trade. What brings you gentlemen (or mech) here?”
"I am Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz. A scientist who travels the lands in search of resources for my experiments." Heinz gives Zozi a smile that means anything but good. "Money, too. You wouldn't believe how much experiments cost."
The gate opens a lamp shines over you holding on the warforged for a minute. "Well I guess I can find ya proper araingments, op in". Then opens the gate letting you all inside. You can't see much of the town except for a heavily lit tavern across the square, you can't see inside because of the smoke that billows from the entrance
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You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
The gatekeeper stops the metallica. "I'm gonna have to see some identify, there's been a rusttler about if ya know what I means" you would have an identification
The Metallica soldier nods to each, noting their demeanor and equipment with his eye scan, quickly estimating their threat level and disposition. They can see his designation printed on one shoulder, AR-MHZ1, and on the other a nickname “Megahurtz”
”AR-MHZ1, I am sent as an ambassador from my people to establish goodwill with other cultures,” he says. “I am here to offer aid and promote peace and stability. This offer extends to you as well.”
Megahurtz notes the experiments and crashed craft for potential follow up should the opportunity present itself.
A stunning human specimen walks up to the gatekeeper.
"ADAM returning for report." *kssszzz* "Identification *ksssszzzz* transfered."
The "human" puts two fingers to the warforged's forehead, and transfers his identification to the gatekeeper. Anyone who's anyone already knows who ADAM is, but just as an extra measure.
Megahurtz says, "No problem," with his electronic vocals followed by a series of beeps. He also turns his shoulder marked "AR-MHZ1" and points to it with his other hand. "I am happy to speak with your local authorities if you deem it necessary."
"Money, too. You wouldn't believe how much experiments cost."
“Ah, a pleasure to make your acquaintance Dr. I’d imagine the cost of your experiments is only slightly greater than the cost to maintain an aircraft! Tis why I fly for the nation.” (A hearty laugh escapes)
”AR-MHZ1, I am sent as an ambassador from my people to establish goodwill with other cultures,” he says. “I am here to offer aid and promote peace and stability. This offer extends to you as well.”
“Greatly welcome the offer my shiny fellow. And good on you and your kind for securing your future!” (Zozi goes to slap the Metallica’s shoulder but finds he lacks the height to reach it.)
The gate opens a lamp shines over you holding on the warforged for a minute. "Well I guess I can find ya proper araingments, op in". Then opens the gate letting you all inside. You can't see much of the town except for a heavily lit tavern across the square, you can't see inside because of the smoke that billows from the entrance
“Thank you, thank you, and well kept gatekeeper. Now to get out of this rain if not for just a little bit.” (Zozi enters the compound and heads towards the tavern.)
As you enter the tavern the smoke clears. You can see a ring in the center where two men are boxing. The bartender laughs as one of the men Is nocked out of the ring. Then noticing you says "pull up a chair have a drink welcome to the broken bottle".
"Alright!" Heinz chugged the whole thing, not caring that it burned his throat and made his eyes water. Afterward, he let out a wheeze but signaled for another if it was free.
The gatekeeper stops the metallica. "I'm gonna have to see some identify, there's been a rusttler about if ya know what I means" you would have an identification
Megahurtz cocks his head slightly as he processes the meaning of the gatekeeper's imperfect language. "If my identification has been satisfactory, who should I talk to in this area about this "troublemaker" you mentioned? Secondly, what is the name of your town?" He ends with a "Thank you," as he was taught humans appreciate this term.
"*kszzzz* Says the failed scientist. It's obvious you haven't found much success, as you are searching for your items and funds, and have no backers to retrieve them for you. *ksszzzzz* But as you say, yes, we are in fact missing someone."
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-Archie
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You get to the wooden gate at the edge of town, the rain soaks you to the bone, when you nock a suspicious voice asks you "wha you wan".
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz looked at everyone, and none spoke up, making him the one to speak up.
"I don't know." He shrugs. "A warm place for us to stay in this weather would be a start."
A tall Warforged Humanoid joins those standing outside the gate. He has a dark stainless coloration with blue markings and military insignias. His glowing blue eyes emit a laser like light that spreads out to a triangular pie shape, moving up and down each person as he approaches, and the gate as he arrives Perception:18
He speaks in a deep monotone voice (similar to a Cylon in Battlestar Galactica) "Soldier of Sinahcem, AR-MHZ1, requesting access to the inhabited area." Standing shoulder to shoulder with the others his head rotates to look at each and then back to the gate.
A short human (dressed in a flight jump suit under a fur lined leather jacket wearing goggles on top of a leather helmet) looking like a drowned rat answers the faceless voice. “Shelter for starts my fine fellow. Perhaps someplace to obtain sustenance. But ultimately, I require parts to repair my Skyhawk aircraft. Any chance of finding that here?”
Zozi makes note of the Metallica warrior and the other human. He introduces himself to them. “Zozi Von Bartok, Leftenant of the Irroaca National Air Corps. Crashed a few miles out there (pointing away from the town). Pilot by trade. What brings you gentlemen (or mech) here?”
"I am Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz. A scientist who travels the lands in search of resources for my experiments." Heinz gives Zozi a smile that means anything but good. "Money, too. You wouldn't believe how much experiments cost."
The gate opens a lamp shines over you holding on the warforged for a minute. "Well I guess I can find ya proper araingments, op in". Then opens the gate letting you all inside. You can't see much of the town except for a heavily lit tavern across the square, you can't see inside because of the smoke that billows from the entrance
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
The gatekeeper stops the metallica. "I'm gonna have to see some identify, there's been a rusttler about if ya know what I means" you would have an identification
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
The Metallica soldier nods to each, noting their demeanor and equipment with his eye scan, quickly estimating their threat level and disposition. They can see his designation printed on one shoulder, AR-MHZ1, and on the other a nickname “Megahurtz”
”AR-MHZ1, I am sent as an ambassador from my people to establish goodwill with other cultures,” he says. “I am here to offer aid and promote peace and stability. This offer extends to you as well.”
Megahurtz notes the experiments and crashed craft for potential follow up should the opportunity present itself.
A stunning human specimen walks up to the gatekeeper.
"ADAM returning for report." *kssszzz* "Identification *ksssszzzz* transfered."
The "human" puts two fingers to the warforged's forehead, and transfers his identification to the gatekeeper. Anyone who's anyone already knows who ADAM is, but just as an extra measure.
-Archie
Heinz frowns, but shows his identification.
Megahurtz says, "No problem," with his electronic vocals followed by a series of beeps. He also turns his shoulder marked "AR-MHZ1" and points to it with his other hand. "I am happy to speak with your local authorities if you deem it necessary."
“Ah, a pleasure to make your acquaintance Dr. I’d imagine the cost of your experiments is only slightly greater than the cost to maintain an aircraft! Tis why I fly for the nation.” (A hearty laugh escapes)
“Greatly welcome the offer my shiny fellow. And good on you and your kind for securing your future!” (Zozi goes to slap the Metallica’s shoulder but finds he lacks the height to reach it.)
“Thank you, thank you, and well kept gatekeeper. Now to get out of this rain if not for just a little bit.” (Zozi enters the compound and heads towards the tavern.)
As you enter the tavern the smoke clears. You can see a ring in the center where two men are boxing. The bartender laughs as one of the men Is nocked out of the ring. Then noticing you says "pull up a chair have a drink welcome to the broken bottle".
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
"Don't mind if I do!" Heinz didn't even hesitate or wait for the others. "I hope the drink is free, though. No money on me to spend."
"Sure first drinks free. If you can drink it in one chug"
Then a bunch of guys around you yell "CHUG CHALLENGE" and begin chanting "chug chug chug"
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
"Alright!" Heinz chugged the whole thing, not caring that it burned his throat and made his eyes water. Afterward, he let out a wheeze but signaled for another if it was free.
"One bottle of *ksszzzzz* 95% Petrolium Oil."
-Archie
Megahurtz cocks his head slightly as he processes the meaning of the gatekeeper's imperfect language. "If my identification has been satisfactory, who should I talk to in this area about this "troublemaker" you mentioned? Secondly, what is the name of your town?" He ends with a "Thank you," as he was taught humans appreciate this term.
Heinz feels a buzz, then he looks around before he looks at the other.
“I don't know if it's the drink but aren't we missing someone?”
"*kszzzz* Says the failed scientist. It's obvious you haven't found much success, as you are searching for your items and funds, and have no backers to retrieve them for you. *ksszzzzz* But as you say, yes, we are in fact missing someone."
-Archie