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925850 No. 925850 ID: 2007b6

It's not easy to tell time when the sun's always directly overhead.

That red moon is no good either. Maybe she's afraid to linger too often in the same part of the sky, like courtiers rotate through dresses.

A few stars are visible, dancing as if in pain.

Near as anyone can tell, that distant screaming - well, the coordinated kind - comes every twelve and a half hours, at what should be dawn and dusk. If that's right, tomorrow will be the first day of Resplendent Fire, and the first full month since the cataclysm which dropped a fifty-mile-wide chunk of Creation into the Demon Realm.

What have you done?
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No. 938418 ID: 8d924c


Red and Gold nods affirmatively at the proposal he swear an oath to that effect.

"I would gladly swear to such. And so I do. I swear to you that this is the same child, not any kind of trick, and that you and your family will not be harmed for speaking honestly."

Red and Gold's caste mark burns brightly enough to be visible from some angles on his forehead as he empowers the oath.

(Spending a couple peripheral motes, and personal motes and a willpower to sanctify it.)

rolled 7, 6, 4, 4, 6, 8, 8, 4, 2, 8, 2, 2, 9, 2, 2, 7, 7, 10, 8, 7, 2, 10, 4, 7, 8, 6, 2, 8, 3, 1 = 164

>So Ivan wants a solemn oath this is the same child, not some kind of trick, and that he and his family won't be punished for speaking honestly.
He wants a binding oath? Convenient that a fiend happens to be on hand.

Well, if she's making an oath, Lute's not going to at least take basic precautions against giving false testimony. She'll look over at the child, for any sign the infant was somehow switched out for a fake tonight, and double checks with an itsy bitsy spider ("How is the child related to the mortals in this building?").

Assuming there's nothing amiss, Lute will attest that she has returned the same child she found Ivan chasing in the rain earlier this very day, that she will not punish him or his family for speaking honestly. (Though there is little she or anyone else could do to protect him should he speak against the lords of hell and draw their ire).

>Ivan's got a lot of his identity tied up with woodworking, and hierarchies based on proven skill. [...] Praying for a living sounds to him like giving up and becoming a beggar or sex slave
Well hierarchies are certainly something that can be provided in hell... what he needs is a new opportunity or application for his mortal craftsmanship to mean something, with hopping puppeteers around for competition on gross construction. Perhaps instead of direct prayer, construction of wooden idols, or decoration for temples?

>Seems like there's something physically wrong with her throat. Could probably be corrected by sufficiently skilled surgery, or a 2-point positive mutation.
Well, there's no need to leave her like that, then. It's not immediately life threatening, so it can wait until Hegra is not overhead, but Lumie or the good barber could be directed her way.
No. 938427 ID: f57349

Your normally somnolent coadjutor's imaginary jade ears perk up in alarm, and it points out that your oath didn't include any sort of limit in terms of subject or temporal scope. If Ivan or his close relatives someday mouth off to, say, one of the Unquestionable, now you're on the hook for making sure they get away with it.

Want to pick up a dot in the Unwoven Coadjutor background for 3 xp, so you can get that sort of advice before it's too late?
No. 938433 ID: 8d924c

Red and Gold thanks the lion for the advice. A time limitation would have been advisable, it's true.

But if mortals do mouth off to the Unquestionable, it's better that Red and Gold take the blame than them. Mortals are fragile. Red and Gold will most likely survive their displeasure.

(Yeah, Unwoven Coadjutor is on my list right after the next 5 charms. So I should have XP for it now. As many dots as I can get.)
No. 938439 ID: f57349

Let's say just up to the 2-dot level for now, gotta pick those stat upgrades, figure out what made this particular teodozjia heroic, and spend some time getting to know each other.

"No, see, for all you know he could have a good-for-nothing cousin picking a fight with somebody in a bar back in Creation less than five days from now. That hypothetical asshole says, in all honesty, 'I don't like your face,' you fail to prevent 'punishment' in the form of a chair being broken over his head, poof, oath violated. Cecelyne's law doesn't cut people a lot of slack for things they couldn't possibly have known."
>and double checks with an itsy bitsy spider ("How is the child related to the mortals in this building?").
The Shogunate-era concept of blood separation places every sibling born to the same two parents in a single group with zero degrees of blood separation between them. Outside of that grouping, every line segment one must follow on a genealogical chart to connect two individuals counts as one degree of blood separation.
The child has nine living relatives within three degrees of blood separation, all of whom were inside the special region when it left Creation, and two of whom (the child's mother and uncle Ivan) are easily enough confirmed as the same people you're currently talking to.
No. 938494 ID: afdebc

Okay, then there's no pressing reason not to swear.

Lute will attest that she has returned the same child she found Ivan chasing in the rain earlier this very day, that she will not punish him or his family for anything they should say honestly within the next year and a day. (Though, she warns, he should not be careless with his words- if he should speak out against the lords of hell themselves and draw their ire, he stayed hand will not restrict theirs).

Red and Gold can sanctify that if he wishes (or possibly it's lumped into one 3-party oath?).
No. 938552 ID: f57349

The disembodied voice, somehow both silken and gravelly, claims that breaking your brother would be simple enough. Look behind you. No, don't turn around and then look in front. Behind you.

A glob of lightning-struck glass lands in the foxhole, forming a convenient (albeit lumpy) palm-sized mirror, which when pivoted at an appropriate angle reveals Karrod's face. Spend 1 wp to reject the gift, or else realize the significance of this (and buy off the delusion).

The Endless Desert says all that stuff about monks and villagers and calamities sounds like a smokescreen. What you really want - the root of every failure that truly haunts you - is to straighten out the borders of the world. So, dig a little bit deeper. No, over to the left there. A salt-encrusted leather bag, somewhere between the size of Bridget's thumb and an ordinary human's fist, full of... more sand. Special sand, each grain is meticulously enchanted. Sprinkle it out somewhere that should be part of Creation but isn't, such as a shadowland or the bordermarches of the wyld, and it'll create a bulwark both physical and spiritual, which can then be reinforced and extended by prayer. While you're here in this crater, you can test out the stuff's physical effects without using it up.

Throwing a pinch of the stuff causes a wall of pitted gray glass to erupt violently from the ground, six inches thick and nearly ten feet high. The walls aren't immune to lightning, but they can take several hits before cracking enough to no longer provide full cover. Again, one willpower to refuse... or, if you accept the gift, remainder of the approach to the mecha-scorpion is relatively trivial.
No. 938597 ID: d9acdc

rolled 10, 4, 10, 3, 5, 9, 4, 5, 5, 2, 3, 2, 7, 10, 10, 5, 8, 4, 2, 6, 5, 3, 4, 7, 10, 5, 6, 6, 2, 4 = 166

Bridget chuckles, like sizzling oil quenching iron, (one of the happiest sounds Birdget knows) and holds up a hand. Her third eye, swirling with golden essence, peers closely at the words as they hang in the air, their nature not physically perceived, but their essence analyzed none the less.

"Price disclosed first."

Mechanically, Bridget is requesting to be told the full cost and conditions for each deal before she agrees or declines, and is using the Twilight anima power to try and help her sus out what exactly is going on here.
No. 938659 ID: f57349

Cecelyne takes offense at such presumption; one does not haggle over miracles. You're down the two willpower for refusing. If you're so keen to see how magic works, though, she'll provide instant training in the Spirit-Detecting Glance and All-Encompassing Sorcerer's Sight for only a single future favor. Or, if you don't wish to be deeper in debt, she'll depart and let you sort things out by yourself for a while.
No. 938695 ID: d9acdc

rolled 10, 4, 2, 5, 8, 7, 7, 1, 3, 2, 5, 7, 3, 5, 6, 2, 7, 10, 5, 2, 9, 8, 7, 3, 10, 7, 2, 6, 8, 9 = 170

>Offers a "gift", then whammies Bridget with a hidden price.
>Gets mad when Bridget asks if there's a price associated with her other "gifts".
>Offers an ambiguously priced trade for the fourth time.

When Cecelyne is ready to talk, Bridget will be ready to listen. Until then, it seems like they'll have little else to discuss. She will remember to honor her in her buildings, and await contact for a favor in the future. Thanks offered, of course, for the generosity and hospitality afforded here.

Mechanically Bridget is uninterested in these deals with their hidden prices. Assuming she's down another WP, then that's 3 from resisting Ceceylne, 1 from MCL, and 8 from SFR over the course of the fight. Haven't been keeping up with stunt awards earned after the first 3, putting me at... 0WP; I've got five posts, including this one, which has unspecified stunt rewards (well, one of them you said it was a one die stunt, but then went back and called it a two dice stunt, and I didn't know where the final ruling landed.)


I'd also like answers to the following questions:
-does Bridget have knowledge of what Cecelyne symbols actually are[?]
-Would Steadfast Emperor Stance mitigate such issues? I believe that's the name of the charm that means you can ignore environmental damage even if it's deliberately being used to target/injure you, right? [Referencing the lightning attacks from the scorpamech]

After I have more info on Bridgets WP and mote reserves, I'll give a new course of action. >>937498 saying I'm 365 yards in, so still 635 yards to go, but if Cecelyne hits Bridget with that dot swap, she'll get +2 to her dodge DMV, so that might be help enough.
No. 938733 ID: 7dd512

rolled 5, 6, 1, 9, 10, 8, 8, 6, 6, 3, 6, 6, 10, 9, 3, 2, 6, 6, 8, 3, 3, 9, 10, 6, 7, 8, 3, 3, 10, 6 = 186

Lumie, left to her own devices, started to lose patience in lieu of curiosity as people continue to be away. Perhaps little more than half an hour since the last departure, she started assembling a little makeshift stool to gain a little vertical purchase and, with some less than precse and somewhat embarrassing use of omnitool apertures later, has managed to make a mess. Books, likely ledgers, personal accords or cook books, would be discovered half missing from their shelf in a haphazard sweeping motion, while the remainder would lay nearby to Lumie, piled up as neat as she can nudge them. Sitting atop them seems to be a new addition, what looks to be a book made of fillagried blue jade, lined with oricalcum and starmetal, with little feelers poking into the books below. Lumie seems to be conversing with the automata voice that humms from the book in a soft tone, in a language that sounds like Old Realm but all wrong and in a dialect similar to Lumie's. When anyone returns to the inn, this is the state they'd find the kitchen area they'd left from earlier, with Lumie nestled into a nook, conversing with this strange device piled atop books.
No. 938875 ID: 3cb328

Name: Heavenly Bloodshed Oblivion
Soulsteel Caste Alchemical

Iconic Anima: ???
Motivation: Set up some stable flow of resources back home

Caste Attributes: Stamina, Wits, Manipulation
Favored Attributes: Dex, Charisma, Appearance

Strength: 3 Charisma: 3 Perception: 2
Dex: 4. Manipulation: 4 Intelligence: 2
Stamina: 4 Appearance: 3 Wits: 3

Compassion: 1 Conviction: 3 Temperance: 2 Valor:3

Essence: 3 WP: 10
Essence Pool:
Personal: 19 (8 committed), Peripheral: 51 (20 committed)

Athletics 3
Awareness 2
Investigation 2 ‘
Larceny 3
Linguistics 1 (Native: Autochtonic), Old Realm
Lore 1
Martial Arts 5 ‘+1 outnumbered
Performance 2 ‘+2 Propaganda
Presence 3
Socialize 3 ‘+1 keeping secrets
Stealth. 2



Dex Accelerated Response System (Dodge)
Dex Fourth Dex Augmentation
Dex Dex+War 6th Augmentation
Dex Hundredfold Strafing Methodology

Per Perfected Lotus Matrix
Per Aim Calibrating Sensor
Int Heirarchical Dogma Lock
Dex. First Dex Augmentation


Dex Acelerated Response System (Parry)
Cha First Charisma Augmentation
App Husk-Sculpting Apparatus
App. Thousand Courtesan Calculations
Int Technomorphic Integration Engine

Class 3
Artifact 6 (5-Metal Sparrow N/A, Mobile Core Recharger 5, Atlas of the Unconquered General 5, Training Manual (White Veil), 1 dot moonsilver core (deeper darkness Hearthstone conversion.)
Artifact 4 (Order Conferring Var 3, Aerial Skiff 4, 4 dot ??? core (cap breaker Yozi Hearthstone conversion), Assault Crossbow 1)
Charms 5

18 starting
+6 Sunlight Alergy
+3 Creature of Darkness
+1 Sensitivity to Heat
28 BP
-5 WP
-10 Essence
-3 Dex 3-4
-4 Charms
-2 Artifact 6
-4 MA 3-5
0 BP

5-Metal Sparrow is a combination of a 5 dot IRA and a 5 dot Wings of the Raptor that has all 5 magic materials, and a Crawlspace Creeper’s spider powers integrated in for blunt mechanical details.

Uses the +4 APP from IRA, and prevents any APP damage as Stone or Inhuman Beauty

5m to attune in general, 10m to activate the wings (kept permanently attuned)
No. 938886 ID: f58b80


Dex Accelerated Response System (Parry)
Dex Fourth Dex Augmentation
Dex Dex+War 6th Augmentation
Dex Hundredfold Strafing Methodology

Per Perfected Lotus Matrix
Per Aim Calibrating Sensor
Int Heirarchical Dogma Lock
Dex. First Dex Augmentation


Cha First Charisma Augmentation
App Husk-Sculpting Apparatus
App. Thousand Courtesan Calculations
Int Technomorphic Integration Engine

Class 3
Artifact 6 (5-Metal Sparrow N/A, Mobile Core Recharger 5, Atlas of the Unconquered General 5, Training Manual (White Veil), 1 dot moonsilver core (deeper darkness Hearthstone conversion.)
Artifact 5 (Stability Conferring Vats 3, Heavily Armed Aerial Skiff with Twin-linked Medium Essence Cannons 5, 4 dot ??? core (Transgressive Excellency Yozi Hearthstone conversion), Assault Crossbow 2, Thousand Comforts Lounge 1)
Charms 4

18 starting
+6 Sunlight Alergy
+4 Creature of Darkness
28 BP
-5 WP
-10 Essence
-3 Dex 3-4
-4 Charms
-2 Artifact 6
-4 MA 3-5
0 BP
No. 938888 ID: f58b80

Recorrection on charms, Dodge is staying the one that I keep because it's actually higher than Parry in almost every possible situation, especially since I'm taking Larceny to two points and putting one into Dodge

The only exception being if I'm on the ground where it's 5 compared to the Parry DV of throwing a punch at 6.
No. 938908 ID: 5f3f48

An hour or a little more after they left, the vizier, fiend and bound demons return. By happenstance, they arrive at the same time as the two lunars, one carrying the other. Considerably more unusual is the fact that Rivers is voluntary clothed for the first time in recent memory, and wearing no less than full plate.

"Crisis happily averted, and babe returned home. ...is something wrong, Rivers? You're dressed for war. And dressed."
No. 938910 ID: 3732a8

“And I absolutely hate it. But, if we’re going through a mess of hostile territory right this second and I don’t have time to learn how to make my skin tougher than any steel, I’d rather have clothes on and try and take all the attacks than anyone else getting hurt.”

But, she walks into the inn, drops of the Lunar, and goes to pick Lumie up, wholly unconcerned by what she was doing to those poor poor books.
No. 938911 ID: 8d924c

rolled 7, 8, 2, 2, 2, 7, 7, 3, 9, 9, 1, 1, 8, 7, 5, 10, 1, 1, 2, 5, 1, 8, 4, 1, 10, 10, 9, 7, 5, 4 = 156


Red and Gold glances at the Omniscient Literary Advisor in recognition.

"Getting some help with the reading? I happen to have one of those in my home library, which I haven't had a chance to visit in quite some time. If you'd be willing to wait a short while, Rivers, I would like to ensure the demons are all sheltered from the rain. Afterwards, I would be glad to assist with your tunnel explorations."

Red and Gold gives directions to those of the bound demons he'd managed to locate, before preparing to head out once more into the rains of Hegra.
No. 938967 ID: 7dd512
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rolled 10, 8, 5, 5, 10, 6, 1, 3, 8, 6, 4, 6, 8, 6, 1, 9, 2, 8, 2, 5, 10, 3, 1, 2, 4, 5, 2, 1, 10, 9 = 160

A few more words of the foreign tongue are uttered, both the clipped automata voice as well as Lumie's when she hears people enter. She looks about to those gathered and her eyes go wide for a moment when she sees she's about to be hefted once more. Briefly, she makes a dive (more of a lean) toward the books and gets a soft enough faceplant that she can boop the jade implement with her nose before she's held aloft. In that brief time, it and the device that power it turn to a soft luminescent blue, grow opaque and matte, then fade both to transparency and from existence, each geometric facet fading independent of one another. Just in time too as she's lifted up to breathe a sigh of relief and look to Red & Gold. <Old Realm> "Indeed, when exploring new worlds, it's super useful to have a universal translator. It's a little slow for real time translations but pretty ideal for large data processing."

To the astute, Lumie seems to have quite an array of useful gadgets tucked away wherever she's pulling them from. Tugged close against the armor River is sporting, she quirks her head, "Is that just ablative layers of moonsilver ? Huh." She looks a little curious at the novel notion before shrugging her shoulders and glancing to Creep. "Can you set him on his stomach with something like a pad or rolled up cloth under his chest so he can look down without obstructing his airways ?"
No. 938973 ID: ef5bf3

Rivers largely complies, not really sure what Lumie was talking about.

"What, do they not have armor where you're from? Must be nice not to have to worry about war or twisted monsters attacking you."
No. 938983 ID: afdebc

"'Right this second' seems a might premature, ideally we would wait for the rain to pass, or at least for the lunar who has been there before to awaken from ministrations. Still, preparedness is always preferable to the alternative."

"The moonsilver filigree allows the armor to change shape with its wearer when it would not otherwise, I believe."
No. 938987 ID: 7dd512

rolled 10, 6, 7, 3, 1, 9, 4, 6, 3, 7, 2, 5, 6, 1, 9, 1, 8, 1, 3, 10, 2, 1, 8, 1, 2, 6, 3, 3, 6, 10 = 144

<Old Realm> "Ohh, yes protective gear is still important, mostly we manufacture synthetic materials for everyday use but .. It's very pretty, it just seems like a lot of metal to put between you and everything else, isn't it heavy ?"

She humms a little and brings forth her medical implements again, getting to work jabbing the unconscious and battered Creep with long needles, taking utmost care and precision to line them up, adjust some slightly, repositioning others later. To the layman it might look like she's just decisively poking him with deliberate care and then repeating the process to make a lunar pincushion. To someone with a more medical eye, or in her case medical charms integrated into her eyes, she's lining up chakras, nerves, meridians and slowly reworking the flow of essence along his spinal cord and out to the rest of his body. The tips of her needles (the ones not embedded into her patient) occasionally sparkle or literally spark, arcing to a nearby needletip as she works, continuing to converse when her mouth is not otherwise full with doctoring tasks.

"Mine for instance has a lot of composites to help with weight, camouflage, essence <???> circuitry. And heavy yeah but articulated servos make someone as scrawny as me probably as <???> as yourself.". While that last word didn't seem to make oodles of sense, her use of the autochtonian 'swol' is at least implied to be a flattering remark in context and the tone of her voice.

(Dice for Medicine to start getting Creep on the mend via Wound Mending Needles)
No. 938994 ID: ef5bf3

"Honestly, it's about fifty pounds, so it isn't super light, but it's pretty natural to wear since you're lifting it with your whole body. But, even if it isn't particularly cumbersome to wear, it's still not really as flexible as going around without any clothes almost by necessity.

"But, sounds like you've got one of the really fancy suits of magitech armor from the first age that some really well connected exalts manage to get their hands on for particularly stubborn situations. I hear they're pretty tough to keep in good running condition."

All of the stuff regarding doctoring went largely over Rivers' head. But, she'd actually seen a dragon-blooded soldier equiped with a shogunate set of battle armor, and that was where her mind jumped, since that was (in her mind at least) the next step up from 'lots of metal like a shell over your body'.


"Well, we have an umbrella, you and Red and Gold have whatever methods you've been using, and I'm sure we can think of something for anyone else to figure out. So, I'm pretty sure the rain isn't really as much of an issue as we might have thought."
No. 939002 ID: 7dd512

rolled 3, 5, 3, 8, 9, 8, 8, 4, 5, 2, 2, 2, 6, 9, 5, 1, 8, 6, 4, 9, 3, 5, 5, 1, 6, 3, 1, 5, 9, 9 = 154

<Old Realm> "Nothing quite so antiquated, the manufacture for my armor isn't that much older than I am, maybe five years ? Also how many of your obols are in fifty pounds, I'm not yet familiar with that unit of measure."

She seems relatively satisfied with her work and announces more generally, "He should be up and about in an hour or so but someone might have to sit on him if he isn't going to keep still. Shouldn't be any pain right now but if he dislodges the wrong stimulus he's going to go from pain free to <??? ???, sounds like pain convergence place> very quickly. Er, rather in an extraordinary amount of it. But it should be fine as long as he sits still. Is there any more of the baked ... umm, with the savory red sauce and melted lactate fermentation ?" Her words come off a little slowly, trying to figure out how best to translate a description of the dish Rivers made without recalling the name she mentioned or using her own native colloquialisms. "He's likely to be hungry when he awakens." She also leaves out the part where she's feeling peckish too.

After a little musing, "Things probably would have turned out differently were I geared for an engagement when we were exploring but I didn't think it necessary at the time. A mistake I won't make twice once I'm back under my own motility. And it does require a little upkeep, but nothing overly complicated." Not for her anyway, and her tools and knowhow.
No. 939040 ID: 54735b

"I don't think that anybody is actually still making things like that, or even really still can honestly. Maybe some of the really old Exalts, but if they can they don't usually."

But, she really put her head to the grindstone, doing more complex math than she had ever been actually tasked with doing in her life before. But, she knew two facts that led her to an answer. There's 1024 Obols in a talent, and a talent is 68 pounds. And eventually, she had an answer.

"700, ish? Maybe 800?"

She was wrong of course, since there's 1,536 Obols in a talent by weight and as such she was off by about 400 obols and her giving a weight of 33 pounds.

"Most nobody outside of the Realm even actually uses Obols. Too rich for most people's blood. For the civilized rest of the world, you've got the Dinnar. Still a lot of money for most people, but you can cut it up as much as into 16 pieces. Then you just add your way back to one whole Dinnar and you've got about 25 Dinnar to a pound, and you just work your way up from there, and then everyone just uses that because nobody really likes carrying around more than a years wages to weigh things with.

"As for something that isn't meaningless, I'd say you're about 80, 85 pounds last night."
No. 939042 ID: 54735b
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Inevitably Radiant Hunter-Killer, or just Radiance as she tended to be shortened down to in her often justifiably exciting propaganda, was waiting near where she was told to wait for pick-up by the Kamakian representative she was supposed to meet for this 'informal ice-breaker' (pun no doubt not intended, senior Tripartate members rarely had that kind of humor in her experience, before some mission or another.

She HAD been hoping to get the scope on the local scenery, but quickly abandoned that idea when she realized how boring this whole nation felt. Sure, she wasn't going into this expecting the bustling life of Arat, but there was just nothing outside. Not even the usual clatter of manufacturing plants. But, she wasn't one to just skip out on a mission to another nation, even if so far it wasn't exactly a good time for her.
No. 939058 ID: afdebc

>"Well, we have an umbrella, you and Red and Gold have whatever methods you've been using, and I'm sure we can think of something for anyone else to figure out. So, I'm pretty sure the rain isn't really as much of an issue as we might have thought."
"Entering subterranean tunnels during the rain risks being caught by floods- which an umbrella will do little against. I would prefer to know the village were safe before we left it as well."

"And while you may be girded against danger, my dear, there are some preparations the rest of us should undertake before we depart. Hmm. I should ask Red and Gold to summon some perroneles before we depart."
No. 939081 ID: f57349

>rolled 5, 3, 1, 2, 2, 3, 4
That's a botch on Join Battle.
You open the door and some sort of demonic jellyfish blimp thing erupts out of it, easily ten times larger than the cottage it was somehow inside of. Next thing you know, Sesus Xanin, Umbrageous Waxwing Dell, and the neomah are all dangling feet-first from venomous tentacles, and the batfolk have escaped in the confusion.
No. 939083 ID: 7dd512

rolled 7, 5, 6, 2, 4, 3, 2, 8, 10, 6, 1, 5, 9, 9, 7, 10, 5, 1, 10, 3, 1, 5, 1, 6, 1, 4, 4, 3, 7, 8 = 153

She seems slightly more confused now than ever as she tries to piece things together. <Old Realm> "Wait, so .. mass is defined using a unit of barter. That sounds ... well, that level of imprecision may be why you have difficulty fabricating modern artifice. I mean, it's not trivial for something of that scope, so .. somewhat limited military assets, but easily doable. With the right components I could replicate some of the subsystems in no time. Although a full suit like mine requires a lot of <???> and precision work so, you'd need a much more specialized artisan for that."

She gives a bit of a stretch, "Alright, he should be good without too much fussing at this point, just need to keep an eye out for when he regains consciousness. It's probably going to be a while, are you sure you want to carry around that much extra weight, you've been fidgeting a bit more than usual." Looking to the former or perhaps still current Topaz, she asks, "How long would you estimate that would take ? This one's convalescence, at this rate, might not be more than an hour or two."[/i]
No. 939084 ID: 7dd512
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rolled 3, 1, 4, 1, 1, 2, 7, 5, 2, 9, 9, 6, 6, 3, 2, 2, 6, 7, 10, 2, 3, 2, 2, 7, 2, 9, 3, 4, 8, 1 = 129

Radiance wasn't kept waiting too long. Longer than she might expect, but not overly so before she'd be approached by two shrouded figures. The differentiation was clear, among those that passed, few spared more than curious glances and a wide berth in passing, but of those approaching, these looked with intent toward the out of place Champion. The protective layers looked cozy and dense around the both of them. The taller figure, who's only exposed features were eyes and a tattooed brow, sported a force pike along their back along with a pack and a few other gadgets, both dangerous and not held onto utilitarian straps. The other more slight figure walks with deliberate pep and sports covers and garments that stand out with warm hues of peach and coral red. Her eyes sparkle and glow with obvious modifications and the skintone is off just enough to reveal the complexion of a champion. The spirited tone is bright with exuberance as she approaches within several feet and stops.

<Autochonian> "Inevitably Radiant Hunter-Killer I presume ? That most certainly is an intense name the Maker left for you ! I'm Luminous Alacrity Rercursing in the Reaches, although most call me Lumie." She offers a polite little bow at the waist to the newcomer.

Her more considerably armed companion cheekily chimes in, with a feminine voice, "Or Allie, or a number of less appropriate things." Her eyes narrow while her brow remains neutral, the implication of a grin obvious beneath a fuzzy scarf.

"Ohh you." champion replies with an exaggerated roll of her eyes and a gesture of her forefinger pointing at her cheek. A playful exchange, if not one that translates directly to clasast idiosyncrasies. "Or that, but not the other things. Come come though, I thought we'd be meeting you inside ? Lets get you out of the cold, you look like a pinky all on your lonesome out here ! This is Regulator Naomi Slee, she'll be joining us in the great unknown." Radient gets a nod from Slee as well before the regulator makes a gesture toward a route. [i]"And she's family nearby who've graciously offered to host. This way !"

The trio head off in relative quiet, a few blocks away past a multitude of spread out and identical looking domiciles, before arriving to one such and being ushered inside. The first room looks utilitarian, benches and cubbies with racks of clothes and room for boots and such. Once all sealed up inside, the stark difference seems to completely draw to life: The lighting is warm, the air smells of spice and the two start to strip down for the much warmer interior. Slee takes the traditional route of removing clothing bit by bit, drawing down to comfy if revealing almost silken layers of shorts and midriff exposing top in greens and golds. Lumie on the other hand seems to take a much more magnificent approach as her entire wardrobe seems to melt into a blob and wash off her, revealing a radiant silver dress. The fabric slinks naturally over the champion's curves and she gives a quick tussle to her hair before moving to help Radiant free of her protective clothing if need be. Slee Zips off ahead to a room and there's a few friendly voices who cry out in greeting, before Lumie leads the pair with a smile to the interior.

The contrast seems almost as bright as Lumie. Plain with those heavy clothes but now striped away she was all glitter and smiles and a eye stealing garment. "Okay, brace yourself for what you've really been waiting for and never knew about." Her tone gets a little lower, to a secretive whisper. "Have you ever had Kamakian Blue yet ?" The way she bites her lip and hints with one eyebrow, this stuff is being instantly hyped. Inside seems to grow more warm and cheery: Brightly colored cloth drapes, art and sculpture adorn the walls and floors and the furnature looks intimate and lavish. Games are set out, people are gathered and introductions are made. Lumie leans in and rubs her cheek to another in a form of greeting with some and conversation radiates like the heat in here, compared to the stark silence of the cold outside.
No. 939085 ID: afdebc

Okay, so working on figuring out actions by planning out what I’d like to do.

Charm Training Plan: Third Craft Excellency (9 XP, 1 Day), Fateful Craft Excellency (9 XP, 4 Days), Excellent Implementation of Objectives (9XP, 3 Days), Mother Sea Mastery (9 XP, 2 Days), Fathomless Poison Haven (9 XP, 2 Days) for a total of 45 XP.

Kimbery charms will be trained while sleeping, using the sympathetic dream link function of Lute’s manse to contact Madelrada in her sleep.

-Day 1: Third Craft Excellency
-Days 2-5: Fateful Craft Excellency
-Days 6-8: Excellent Implementation of Objectives

-Night 1-2: Mother Sea Mastery
-Night 3-4: Fathomless Poison Haven

Non-training tasks I’d like to get to, schedule more flexible:
-Work with Red and Gold, secure bound perroneles for protection of the circle
-Would probably go faster if Red and Gold secured attunement to the demesne first, which requires permission from Bridget and Edgar.
-Help escort Lumie back to her friends, learn about them
-Check up on Bonesaw and Dr Dinosaur, their situation permitting, bring Ivan’s niece’s injury to her attention, potentially allowing both to come closer to their best selves.
--Otherwise, bring the injury to Lumie’s attention
-Think about possible resolutions to improve Ivan’s not living up to his potential
-Take a nice long bath in molten glass in her Sandpoint workshop after mastering FPH
-Discuss plans and ideas for tattoo crafting with Rivers
-Roll for crafting after charms are learned
-Travel to the edge of the special area, collect some of Cecelyne sand that accumulated there when the region was banished. (Should be a good exotic ingredient for the Key to the Infernal Gate Lute plans to craft someday)
-Research and plan a way to reinforce the barrier keeping the Deer Who Hunt Men out of the area. Eventually something will disturb the carved leaves and open a gap- we need to act before that happens, and can’t wait to build an artifact 8 dome over the entire area, or until we have the capability to move the entire area with sidereal charms or adamant sorcery.
No. 939091 ID: f57349

Turns out the ghost is out of motes with which to power the cannon, and won't be recovering any without either waiting until Calibration or receiving an offering of blood. Remainder of your approach passes uneventfully.

You've got a battered and dust-clogged but probably repairable Shogunate combat engineering vehicle, a moderately dehydrated Immaculate monk, and a dead guy trying (and failing) to slay an anathema with a pipe wrench. Now what?
No. 939094 ID: 8d924c


Red and Gold chimes in to the discussion of measurements.

"Lookshy and the Realm's artificers are aware of the imprecision of measurements like this. But there simply isn't wide enough training or education. Not since the Shogunate. I intend to change that, but it won't happen overnight. I'll need at least a few months."

(Currently intended charm buys-
Miracle Gift Mastery-8 xp, 3 days
Scoured Perfection of Form-8 xp, 3 days
Cecelyne Mythos Exultant-8 xp, 3 days
Cecelyne Inevitability Technique-8 xp, 3 days
Bestowal of Accursed Fortune- 8 xp, 3 days
Ego Infused Pattern Primacy-10 xp, 4 days, and then saving for Essence 4 because too many good things are tied to Essence 4)
No. 939098 ID: d9acdc

Going to have to come back for this thing, seems like something we could use to create and protect better borders. For now though, DoM needs water, and Bridget needs to attend to Creation, so they'll be returning across the desert.

Bridget needs to spend at least 15 motes per day to invoke food gathering exercise and feed herself + DoM during the five day trip back to creation. With the farmers stone, Bridget can recover that in eight hours, so that leaves eight hours a day free to train. Old Realm, then, seemed to be the natural choice for practice, since the unlikely pair would have nothing but time on their hands to talk and practice. Unfortunately, Bridget had little patience to wait and learn. Up to this point there had been scant which eluded her should she put her mind to it, but she had failed o many tasks within such a short time that she was not content to simply let DoM plod along, explaining in excruciatingly slow detail, no structure or themes- Bridget could teach herself more quickly, no doubt. She quickly dropped the idea of having DoM tutor her in Old Realm, and instead set about using their free time to demonstrate how one gives instruction, correctly this time. By the time they crossed the endless desert and arrived at the stoop of the rented store-front turned temple, Bridget had internalized the principles of gifting wisdom to those who need it.

That's five days of training time for Harmonious Academic Methodology, bringing Bridget back to the present moment, waiting out the rain on the outskirts of town.
No. 939099 ID: afdebc

>a moderately dehydrated Immaculate monk
Squinting in the sun, and at the glowing figure before her "Oh... good. I'm chaperoning you. Don't run off again. Bad anathema."

Seems she's a little out of it.
No. 939105 ID: ef5bf3
File 156313368112.png - (160.44KB , 198x541 , Makoto_fullbody_view.png )

rolled 3, 3, 7, 8, 1, 3, 8, 4, 8, 1, 2, 4 = 52

As soon as Radiance saw the locals on the horizon (no doubt a decent distance away with her 10 dice for it) she shifted her clothes so that she was wearing clothes actually appropriate for the situation, mostly just adding a wool overcoat and heavy scarf to the ensemble.

"Well, I wouldn't exactly say that it doesn't fit, but generally people just call me Radiance. But, I think I'll just call you Lumie."

There were some things she didn't exactly want to say, like how she felt like an exposed pinkie out in this barren looking snow-scape, or that it felt weird to see a champion standing at less than 6 foot tall, or her personal curiosity if this Champion and Regulator were in some kind of relationship. After all, she didn't want to be rude.

But, she looked like she was trying to enjoy herself at the very least, even if she was hardly as cheerful as her host. "Well, that's certainly gracious of Regulator Slee and her family. Thank you very much."

One of the few things she was generally sure about Kamak was that you generally weren't supposed to ask questions out of line, so as long as Lumie and the Regulator were quiet, she was going to be as well.

As they came in side, the difference was stark enough that her incredibly keenly trained social eyes could spot it instantly, and she was glad that the fears of this being too boring of a trip were assuaged at least a bit as she took stock of what the local in doors fashion seemed to be her clothes turned into a number of countless millions of tiny gold and silver feathers, turning back over into a black dress that didn't really leave much to the eye, trying to match with what little she's seen of the interior fashion, letting herself literally glow with eye-catching golden light.

"No, I can't say I've had Kamakian Blue. I've had Kaff on occasion, but that's about the most 'traditional' Kamak food I've ever had."

As it stood, she was halfway determined that she was going to match Lumie's energy, if nothing else, after all, what kind of an event would it be if two Champions weren't both trying to be the best at something. So she followed suit with a deep bow and warm wishes as she introduced herself as Radiance, and that she hoped to make their acquaintance over the course of this trip, and paying careful attention to who's who in this 'family' to see what kind of power dynamics they had in here.

(Charisma 3+ Socialize 3+ 1st Charisma Aug for an extra +3)
No. 939112 ID: 54735b

Okay, in favor of wrapping things up so that we can push forward with the plot, especially since Rivers doesn't have anything to add to the current set-up.

Current EXP: 75 with this post (7 set aside for her goal of becoming a sorcerer engineer)

Current EXP plans:

10 exp: Armor Forming Method (65 left) 3 days
12 exp: Subduing the Honored Foe (53 left) 3 days
10 exp: Hide Toughening Essence (43 left) 3 days
10 exp: Relentless Lunar Fury (33 left) 5 days
10 exp: Scorpion and Toad Absolution(23 left) 3 days
10 exp: Scorpion and Toad Mastery (13 left) 4 days
2 exp: Lore 1-2 (11 left) at most 1 week
2 exp: Occult 1-2 (9 left) at most 1 week
3 exp: Ally 1 (Perronelle) (6 left) Instant-ish (will post character sheet soon)
3 exp: Presence 1 (3 left)
2 exp: Performance 1-2 (1 left)
8 exp: Int 2-3 (-7 training debt)

Total Training Time:
At best 3 days while waiting for Red and Gold to train Miracle Gift Mastery give some days for willpower recovery and doing other stuff for the party/self, at worst, 13 weeks 2 days.

Non-Training Goals:

Get Lumie healed back up
Get the IRA back from the Violet Eyed Underpeople
Start learning about sorcery from Mother Bog/Boglings
Visit the other towns in the creation area
Go on a date in the molten lava baths when Lute learns FPH
Learn more about Autocthonia
Get down to -3 mutation dice (14 days)
No. 939113 ID: d9acdc

A pipe wrench bounces ineffectually off the golden bonfire that DoM mistakes for the radiance of the sun. Bridget doesn't blink- examining DoM for injuries, lifting her arms and checking her tongue and what not. Dehydration should be easy enough to deal with- she can carry her if needed, while ensuring she makes a full recovery.

"Lost you after reaching the temple. What has occured?"

Bridget starts leading her across the desert, the dark sky lit only by Bridget foraging in her desolate wastes to keep DoM fed and hydrated. She hopes to make sense of why she didn't return after meeting with Xanin, how she returned to the village, what occured to strand her in a giant machine piloted by an angry ghost in the endless sands of Cecelyne.
No. 939144 ID: afdebc

Licking her lips "Sesus X- X- the exalted chased you off. Then, uh, we had a nice talk in... her demon bathhouse. Offered me a, towel I think? Agreed to help in a week. Then I left, and uh, ended up here. Ghost offered me shelter from the sandstorm." She turns to watch the spirit working the wrench and mutters to herself. "I guess he gets points for trying to fight the anathema, although he really shouldn't be hanging around like that."
No. 939154 ID: a36867

"What help was offered? When did you return to town?"

Bridget is confused as she remembers one Edgar, disguised as DoM, convincing Bridget and the monks that she was safe and they should trust Bridget. DoM is likely also confused, having left the manse to reunite with Bridget and immediately getting lost in the endless desert. Even if Bridget can give a timeline it's probably difficult for DoM to keep track of how long she was lost amongst the featureless sands.
No. 939158 ID: 7dd512

Regarding the commentary on education, Lummie comments. <Old Realm> "Ohh yes, having an educational foundation is core to the growth of a community, beyond mere survival. Not to say those aren't important as well, but a unified educational system really is best. Your children don't have prescribed curriculums ?"

"Ohh, and it's also useful to standardize your measurements to constants. For instance, a gram can be approximated, with high precision, to the mass of almost freezing water of a very particular volume. Or more precisely defined by the minimum force necessary to induce a conductive charge between lengths of starmetal at a very specific teeny tiny distance I don't quite recall off the top of my head. And all our units are defined like that. Got one unit figured out, got them all. And you use some complex universal constants, outside of blight zones, to derive a few of the starting points that all agree with each other."
No. 939159 ID: 7dd512
File 156316674664.jpg - (580.79KB , 1000x1000 , 888fc77b9e97e82f1e41c4e88b754babfdf3e16f.jpg )

rolled 8, 1, 2, 5, 4, 8, 5, 7, 7, 3, 6, 7, 3, 8, 4, 4, 10, 10, 3, 9, 10, 3, 2, 2, 6, 2, 8, 10, 2, 8 = 167

It'd become quickly obvious by the seating arrangements and by who was more comfortable cuddling with whom, that the matching tattoos shared by some people on the brow/temple indicated some arrangement of familial paring. Lumie's brow was noticeably uninked. And besides the two sparkling diamonds, the rest of the gathered soulgems indicated regulator, two sodalites and a variety of populat. The conversations seem to be flowing freely and mingling, bare toes wiggle relaxed inside on the soft carpets and children play at an ornately etched board game constructed of some semiprecious stones of no considerable strategic value.

Lumie, with a smug little smirk and wave of her hands, puts on a show as she describes the delicacy. <Autochtonian> "Consider yourself lucky, any nation who's tried to migrate out a bottle of this delicacy has found it tastes just awful outside her native soils. Mmm, but here ?" Cupped in her hands, a radiant iconography conjured bottle floats, spinning and twinkling attractively in its ethereal visage. For visual effect there's lots of twinkling sparkly stars and appropriate oohhing and awwing coming from distracted children as they look up from their game to the illusionary display. Slee snickers and a gray haired sodalite rolls his eyes as he goes to fetch some snacks, "Well I suppose now's as good a time as any."

Another couple get up to excuse themselves, make pleasant farewells to Radiant and from Lumie get goodbyes anywhere from a wave, a nod to more brushing against the other's cheeks, especially to the youngest one who's until now been staring shyly at the two Champions. She'd bounce forward to get an affectionate nuzzle, blush, then hide behind someone's leg again.

Some tasty snacks are set out, shotglasses of the fabled Kamakian Blue Flow are poured and that little amount savored by all in slow little sips. Each of the glasses has a crystal of ice to keep everything frigid cold and the viscus liquid flows smoothly around the ice, taking a pale translucent color. It's taste is an intense savory sweet and coats the back of the throat with an aftertaste akin to chocolate or coffee with every breath. Of the six conversations that are happening, nothing are of much consequence, work, gossip, happenstance and rumor. Whatever floodgates were set to keep things quiet outside are burst within and Lumie flows from conversation to conversation, laughing, getting in ribs or chiding teasingly as appropriate; She seems oblivious of any competitive edge, either too masterful to let her take notice or perhaps missing the streak entirely. Instead she just relaxes wholeheartedy between the occasional party trick or silly impression.
No. 939163 ID: ef5bf3

Ally Got: PERRONELES 1 dot

Motivation: To serve Lucien above all else.


Strength 3, Dexterity 4, Stamina 4
Charisma 2, Manipulation 3, Appearance 0
Perception 4,Intelligence 2, Wits 3

Virtues: Compassion 3, Conviction 4, Temperance 2, Valor 5

Athletics 1 (Clinging to Host +1)
Awareness 4(Incoming Physical Attacks +1)
Dodge 2
Integrity 1(Loyalty to Lucien +3)
Linguistics (Native: Old Realm; Others: five additional languages) 5
Lore 2
Martial Arts 5
Occult 3
Presence 3
Resistance 1 (Withstanding Blows +3)
Ride 1(Host +1)
Stealth 2

Backing 1

Essence Plethora (x2)—20 extra motes

Materialize—Costs 45 motes

Measure the Wind—The demon can gauge the danger others pose to its host

Shapechange—Allows the perronele to cover its host and form mouths and sensory organs as needed

Sheathing the Material Form—May add up to 5L/10B soak, with Hardness: 5L/5B

Spice of Custodial Delectation—The living armor gains a mote of Essence at the end of any scene it has kept its target safe from actual physical harm

Wine of Infinite Heartbreak—The relationship between the demon and its host is a symbiotic one

Boulder Crushing Grasp- With a strength born of the mountain, the User takes hold of a single opponent and inexorably crushes the life from him. When this Charm supplements a successful clinch attack or opposed clinch roll, all crushing damage inflicted by the martial artist becomes lethal. The damage she inflicts continues to be lethal until the clinch is broken.
Out of combat, a Jade Mountain Style practitioner can use this Charm to afflict his social foes with bone-grinding handshakes, adding one success to a relevant roll, if appropriate.

Sliding Glacier Grip-The Martial Artist shifts his position and changes his grasp with his opponent, making sure that she cannot escape their deadly embrace. When the martial artist’s player loses an opposed clinch roll (i.e., the two characters are already in a clinch), his opponent still cannot break the hold. Held by his unavoidable grip, the opponent must either crush him for damage or hold him peacefully

Pillar of Marble- By letting her Essence flow into the ground, the Martial Artist anchors herself. So strong is her connection to the earth beneath her, she cannot be moved. For one mote, she may ignore any single, non-magical effect that would incur knockdown, knockback or otherwise move her.
If a Charm or other magic inflicts such an effect, the martial artist must spend motes equal to the attacker’s Essence, and this Charm does not function if that attacker has a greater permanent Essence than the character.

Fortress of One-After stomping both feet firmly into the ground beneath him, the martial artist’s actions slow as his skin visibly hardens and takes on the aspect of stone. For every three motes spent, the Martial Artist adds one to both his bashing and lethal soak and ignores fatigue penalties for the rest of the scene. There is no limit on how many motes he may spend on a single activation of this Charm.
Martial artists practicing this technique, which is deliberately slow, suffer a -2 Dodge DV penalty without appropriate magic. This Charm ends immediately if the Martial Artist completely breaks contact with the earth or moves more than a yard from his original position. For this reason, Jade Mountain Style practitioners use Pillar of Marble Stance to resist knockback and other such effects.

First (Ability) Excellency—Linguistics, Martial Arts

Second (Ability) Excellency—Resistance

Third (Ability) Excellency—Awareness, Linguistics

Join Battle: 8 (9)

Bite: Speed 6, Accuracy 9, Damage 2L, Parry DV —, Rate 1

Clinch: Speed 6, Accuracy 9, Damage 2B, Parry DV —, Rate 1, Tags P

Tentacle Slam: Speed 5, Accuracy 10, Damage 2B, Parry DV 5, Rate 3

Soak: 2L/4B to 7L/14B (5L/10B and Hardness: 5L/5B from Charm)

Health Levels: -0/-1/-1/-1/-1/-1/-2/-2/-2/-2/-4/Incap

Dodge DV: 4 (usually does not dodge) Willpower: 7

Essence: 2 Essence Pool: 75

Other Notes: A perronele suffers from a two-die internal Awareness penalty when it has no visible sensory organsmanifested. It can manifest such organs anywhere on its
surface, but doing so makes spotting the demon much easier (two extra dice to [Perception + Awareness] checks made to do so).

The being wearing a peronelle enjoys the demon’s soak atop his own. There is no mobility penalty from wearing the demon. Attacks that get through the peronelle’s armor inflict damage on the demon (as well as its host if it gets through that being’s soak as well).
No. 939166 ID: 7dd512

rolled 9, 1, 1, 5, 4, 1, 3, 5, 10, 5, 2, 6, 3, 2, 3, 1, 1, 10, 7, 5, 2, 3, 8, 1, 6, 6, 4, 6, 9, 2 = 131

-- Plans --
Since we're prepping for potential downtime, here's what Lumie has queued up already for builds while she's away:

Flash Shutters ( - Already built - )
Resonance Harmonizer ( 3 Days )
Resonance Harmonizer ( 3 Days ) 2nd
Resonance Harmonizer ( 3 Days ) 3rd
Dynamic Reaction Enhancement Syste ( 5 days )
Secondary Televactory Assembly ( 6 days )
Precursor Technology Absorbtion ( 2 days )
Precursor Technology Absorbtion ( 2 days ) 2nd
Endodiagnostic Analytical Routines ( 4 days )
Pattern-Meding Integration ( 4 days )
Comprehensive Surgical Systems ( 7 days ) 2nd
No. 939167 ID: 8d924c

rolled 3, 6, 4, 9, 6, 6, 3, 1, 3, 4, 2, 5, 5, 10, 9, 5, 1, 10, 7, 4, 2, 6, 3, 9, 8, 7, 7, 9, 5, 3 = 162


Red and Gold abruptly snaps his fingers, his face lighting up as if he's remembered something, and goes storming up the stairs. Before long, he can be heard coming back down them, along with an ominous rumbling. At first, it may seem to originate with the teodozjia padding down the stairs after him, but it can eventually be pinpointed to the purring of the tiny white cat Red and Gold has in his arms. He places it on an empty shelf, along with a bowl, filled with some unidentifiable foodstuff.

Red and Gold then turns to the teodozjia.

"I need you to gather up my bound demons, bring them here to shelter from the rain, keep them under control and stop them from breaking things. You're the best suited for this, you'll be fine in the rain, and they'll listen to you, I've told them to. Once you have them under control, you should assist any villagers who might get caught in the rain as well. You can give the other demons orders if you need them for that. Thank you, Blue Jade."

Red and Gold turns back to Lumie and Rivers then, smiling brightly.

"That's resolved. Oh, and it's illegal to harm cats here, if you're from somewhere they're dealt with differently. They're teodozjia-kin, after all."

Red and Gold strokes the tiny white cat as it rumbles and crunches the food from the bowl.
No. 939171 ID: f57349

Teaching style may involve a lot of Socratic dialogue. Disciple of Mela's rationalization probably involves the idea that, while the Fifth Diligent Practice is resistance to the commands of the Anathema, it can surely be no sin to recite from and/or meditate upon the Immaculate Texts. This is no burning Blasphemous, silver-tongued Trickster, or oath-weaving Deceiver; what harm could there be in a student asking simple questions? http://www.threepanelsoul.com/comic/im-just-saying
No. 939182 ID: 5f3f48

"Standardized education in Creation's Age of Sorrow could stand to be improved in many ways more pressing than a universal system of measurements. Basic literacy is far from universal!"

>Oh, and it's illegal to harm cats here, if you're from somewhere they're dealt with differently. They're teodozjia-kin, after all.
"Have you run that past the blood apes yet?" asked in the tone of a teasing hypothetical, since so far as Lute knows, Red and Gold hasn't summoned any.

"I agree we should remain long enough to see the village weather the weather. Are you agreeable with summoning living armor afterwards, before we seek out Lumie's allies?"
No. 939183 ID: 5f3f48

"I left the same day, if that's what you mean? I've not returned yet, unless the village was swallowed by these sands."
No. 939184 ID: 7dd512

rolled 2, 5, 1, 9, 3, 1, 7, 2, 10, 9, 1, 9, 9, 1, 10, 10, 6, 8, 8, 1, 2, 10, 6, 3, 9, 9, 9, 6, 5, 9 = 180

<Old Realm> "Ohh, how curious, its fur goes all the way up it tail too ? And retractable nails." And with a glance to Rivers she further asks, "Is that the sound to which you're referring ? This isn't one of those cold weather adaptive variants is it?" She observes the strange animal. A glance was made to the big one but it's simply put not as cute as the small one, who's obviously more worthy of attention. "Well, for all you may have lacking in mechanical and <???> engineering, it looks like you have a lot of biodiversity and genetics figured out ? Adapted to cold weather survival, armor umm... I sort of wish I had a third example. Ohh, flight, yes. Rivers did mention some sort of airborn ... umm ... <???> .. no <???> ? ... hmm cultivation assistant. I'm not sure what you'd call them." She also leaves out the part about being intoxicated and so far beyond exhaustion during that conversation so as to explain the lapse in memory.
No. 939192 ID: 54735b

"Oh yeah, and I mean, it isn't like nowhere is generating artifacts. We make a lot of them in lookshy, just nothing so fancy as first age armor like you have, since things like that take a lot more resources, and they're way harder to make than more general artifacts that are more broadly usable. I mean, why build something for one soldier, when you can field a ship that can hold hundreds of soldiers for the same cost?"

Red and Gold would definitely know that she probably picked most of this up from one particular colleague of his, Sonju Minow, who was particularly obsessed with air supiriority the stories of the Five Metal Shrike, and how it would guarantee Lookshy's aerial superiority, and was always shot down for her attempts to petition missions to find it. At least that's a good indicator of what she might already know.
No. 939195 ID: 7dd512

rolled 10, 8, 2, 4, 3, 9, 10, 5, 6, 9, 8, 8, 9, 9, 1, 5, 2, 7, 2, 6, 4, 5, 8, 8, 6, 3, 2, 8, 1, 1 = 169

She offers up a shrug of her shoulders. <Old Realm> "I suppose, even if the analogy doesn't make complete sense. Maybe it's a matter of infrastructure then. I mean crafting colossal or municipal <???> takes a considerable amount more materials and labor than personal scale armaments, just from sheer scope alone. And I don't know why you insist on denominating it as a relic ? Not even ten years ago it was produced; as in it's construction started after you were born. And granted it's core design is a classic, but the micro <???> and <???> are every bit as good as the <???> <???> you'd find laticed in a <???> like mine." At this point, slightly on the flustered and defensive, she's being a lot less careful with the terminology that doesn't really have much in the way of direct translation. Regardless, it sounds technical and complicated.
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