With a series of chittering clicks, The Thri-Kreen continues walking, his cloak shifting to a deep blue-black, and his carapace shifting to match the colors of the shadows, becoming nearly invisible. He continues walking, slowly (without realizing it) moving closer to Katethiir and Gary.
*Alright, he should find us soon. Or we find him :)*
*Up to you. Probably he'd find you two. +9 stealth with advantage on the check, courtesy of his carapace, lol.*
Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
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With a series of chittering clicks, The Thri-Kreen continues walking, his cloak shifting to a deep blue-black, and his carapace shifting to match the colors of the shadows, becoming nearly invisible. He continues walking, slowly (without realizing it) moving closer to Katethiir and Gary.
*Alright, he should find us soon. Or we find him :)*
*Up to you. Probably he'd find you two. +9 stealth with advantage on the check, courtesy of his carapace, lol.*
*Want to roll? Katethiir just rolled Perception.*
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With a series of chittering clicks, The Thri-Kreen continues walking, his cloak shifting to a deep blue-black, and his carapace shifting to match the colors of the shadows, becoming nearly invisible. He continues walking, slowly (without realizing it) moving closer to Katethiir and Gary.
*Alright, he should find us soon. Or we find him :)*
*Up to you. Probably he'd find you two. +9 stealth with advantage on the check, courtesy of his carapace, lol.*
*Yeah, gotta love the camouflage. Gary is very sneaky, too, but he isn't trying to hide at the moment, besides matching his body color with his surroundings*
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
25
Katethiir goes very still. "Gary. Something's out there. I'm not sure what, but it's close."
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Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
"That's, um, nice of you, I guess." He sees that they are searching the area, so he also stops walking, and waits, teleporting, also called 'blinking' for him, around them.
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Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
"That's, um, nice of you, I guess." He sees that they are searching the area, so he also stops walking, and waits, teleporting, also called 'blinking' for him, around them.
Katethiir crouches down, seeing something. *See other post*
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Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
25
Katethiir goes very still. "Gary. Something's out there. I'm not sure what, but it's close."
"Ok. I'm gonna keep moving, try and find it first." Gary blinks again, but isn't in the open, having disappeared into the shadows completely.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
25
Katethiir goes very still. "Gary. Something's out there. I'm not sure what, but it's close."
"Ok. I'm gonna keep moving, try and find it first." Gary blinks again, but isn't in the open, having disappeared into the shadows completely.
The Thri-Kreen seemingly materializes from the shadows, but walks in a non-threatening manner, although it is still a little unnerving. His lower pair of hands are resting near to the twin collapsing light crossbows holstered on his belt, and a very large mechanical spider follows him almost like a pet.
Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
25
Katethiir goes very still. "Gary. Something's out there. I'm not sure what, but it's close."
"Ok. I'm gonna keep moving, try and find it first." Gary blinks again, but isn't in the open, having disappeared into the shadows completely.
The Thri-Kreen seemingly materializes from the shadows, but walks in a non-threatening manner, although it is still a little unnerving. His lower pair of hands are resting near to the twin collapsing light crossbows holstered on his belt, and a very large mechanical spider follows him almost like a pet.
Katethiir relaxes slightly, standing up straight again. "Who are you?"
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Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
25
Katethiir goes very still. "Gary. Something's out there. I'm not sure what, but it's close."
"Ok. I'm gonna keep moving, try and find it first." Gary blinks again, but isn't in the open, having disappeared into the shadows completely.
The Thri-Kreen seemingly materializes from the shadows, but walks in a non-threatening manner, although it is still a little unnerving. His lower pair of hands are resting near to the twin collapsing light crossbows holstered on his belt, and a very large mechanical spider follows him almost like a pet.
Katethiir relaxes slightly, standing up straight again. "Who are you?"
Gary reappears out of nowhere again, realizing they are not currently a threat.
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Katethiir looms over the plasmoid, keeping out of sight of the candy dragon. They keep their scimitar at their side, and just cock their head slightly, staying quiet.
Gary is scanning his surroundings, may or may not see them.
He just stows his dagger back in his body and starts walking in a random direction (he kinda keeps things suspended in his oozy form).
Katethiir follows, then when they're away from the candy dragon calls out to the plasmoid, "Who are you?" Their voice is deep and gravelly.
Gary jumps, teleporting about 15 feet to the side in a split second, facing the sound. He stares at them for a moment, then says, "Sorry, you caught me by surprise. I'm Gary. And you?"
"I am Katethiir. It is nice to meet another sane person here. If you are looking for safety, I would suggest the factory cantina. I myself am trying to figure out what happened to the people here." *Need a desc?*
*Sure*
"I was just in a tight spot, so I used my best escape plan: teleportation. Except I forgot where I had chosen my destination, as it was pre-determined, so I ended up here. Seems pretty interesting, though. I might accompany you, if that's alright." He pulls out a little vial of black dye, dumps it on himself, and slowly turns from orange to a thick, dark black.
*Tall (about nine foot) suit of armor with (you hope) a living being inside. The visor is lit with a faint purple glow, and they carry a 4 foot long scimitar at their side. They also have three grenades at their waist.*
"That is fine by me. Tell me, what kind of creature are you? In all my travels I have not come across one such as you."
*Very cool, thanks*
"Heh, I guess I get that sometimes. I am what is called a 'plasmoid'. We are beings of pretty much pure, sentient ooze. No bones or internal anything, really, so it can be quite useful at times. And you're a... big knight robot?"
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
25
Katethiir goes very still. "Gary. Something's out there. I'm not sure what, but it's close."
"Ok. I'm gonna keep moving, try and find it first." Gary blinks again, but isn't in the open, having disappeared into the shadows completely.
The Thri-Kreen seemingly materializes from the shadows, but walks in a non-threatening manner, although it is still a little unnerving. His lower pair of hands are resting near to the twin collapsing light crossbows holstered on his belt, and a very large mechanical spider follows him almost like a pet.
Katethiir relaxes slightly, standing up straight again. "Who are you?"
The Thri-Kreen pauses, turning his head towards Katethiir, and makes a series of clicking and chirping sounds, before a deep, but smooth, male voice enters Katethiir's mind. My name is Kat'Chka. I am an artificer and came to study the machinery here.
Katethiir relaxes slightly, standing up straight again. "Who are you?"
The Thri-Kreen pauses, turning his head towards Katethiir, and makes a series of clicking and chirping sounds, before a deep, but smooth, male voice enters Katethiir's mind. My name is Kat'Chka. I am an artificer and came to study the machinery here.
"Interesting. If you're looking for someplace safe to hide out, then you should head to the factory. Gary and I are headed to the production offices to find the designs of this place, and to try and find out what happened."
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Katethiir relaxes slightly, standing up straight again. "Who are you?"
The Thri-Kreen pauses, turning his head towards Katethiir, and makes a series of clicking and chirping sounds, before a deep, but smooth, male voice enters Katethiir's mind. My name is Kat'Chka. I am an artificer and came to study the machinery here.
*Gary wouldn't get this too, right?*
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Katethiir relaxes slightly, standing up straight again. "Who are you?"
The Thri-Kreen pauses, turning his head towards Katethiir, and makes a series of clicking and chirping sounds, before a deep, but smooth, male voice enters Katethiir's mind. My name is Kat'Chka. I am an artificer and came to study the machinery here.
"Interesting. If you're looking for someplace safe to hide out, then you should head to the factory. Gary and I are headed to the production offices to find the designs of this place, and to try and find out what happened."
He seems to shrug. There's nothing much going on at the factory and cafeteria right now. Might as well come with you two. With fluid actions, he pulls out both crossbows, both of which flick open as they clear the holsters, obviously modified to be used single-handed, while his upper arms reach behind him and pulls out a very large warhammer. I'm not unaccustomed to being in dangerous places, after all.
Katethiir relaxes slightly, standing up straight again. "Who are you?"
The Thri-Kreen pauses, turning his head towards Katethiir, and makes a series of clicking and chirping sounds, before a deep, but smooth, male voice enters Katethiir's mind. My name is Kat'Chka. I am an artificer and came to study the machinery here.
*Gary wouldn't get this too, right?*
*Yeah, Gary would get it, since he came back into view. Same with the other telepathic message.*
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*Up to you. Probably he'd find you two. +9 stealth with advantage on the check, courtesy of his carapace, lol.*
"I am a bounty hunter. Currently being hired to find out what happened here." They stop and sweep the area with their visor (Perception 25 [plus blindsight]).
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Want to roll? Katethiir just rolled Perception.*
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Yeah, gotta love the camouflage. Gary is very sneaky, too, but he isn't trying to hide at the moment, besides matching his body color with his surroundings*
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Katethiir goes very still. "Gary. Something's out there. I'm not sure what, but it's close."
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"That's, um, nice of you, I guess." He sees that they are searching the area, so he also stops walking, and waits, teleporting, also called 'blinking' for him, around them.
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Katethiir crouches down, seeing something. *See other post*
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"Ok. I'm gonna keep moving, try and find it first." Gary blinks again, but isn't in the open, having disappeared into the shadows completely.
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The Thri-Kreen seemingly materializes from the shadows, but walks in a non-threatening manner, although it is still a little unnerving. His lower pair of hands are resting near to the twin collapsing light crossbows holstered on his belt, and a very large mechanical spider follows him almost like a pet.
Katethiir relaxes slightly, standing up straight again. "Who are you?"
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Gary reappears out of nowhere again, realizing they are not currently a threat.
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The Thri-Kreen pauses, turning his head towards Katethiir, and makes a series of clicking and chirping sounds, before a deep, but smooth, male voice enters Katethiir's mind. My name is Kat'Chka. I am an artificer and came to study the machinery here.
Gary watches, juggling a few blobs of his own body.
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"Interesting. If you're looking for someplace safe to hide out, then you should head to the factory. Gary and I are headed to the production offices to find the designs of this place, and to try and find out what happened."
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*...That is unnerving and hilarious.*
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*Gary wouldn't get this too, right?*
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*yep! The idea just came to me a few moments ago :)*
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He seems to shrug. There's nothing much going on at the factory and cafeteria right now. Might as well come with you two. With fluid actions, he pulls out both crossbows, both of which flick open as they clear the holsters, obviously modified to be used single-handed, while his upper arms reach behind him and pulls out a very large warhammer. I'm not unaccustomed to being in dangerous places, after all.
*Yeah, Gary would get it, since he came back into view. Same with the other telepathic message.*