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Post by aldente on May 6, 2019 19:51:38 GMT
> Ask around. Figure out who these people are for your report. You can claim that you weren't partying, you were attempting to get information!
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Post by TC on May 7, 2019 0:14:53 GMT
==>strike up a conversation with leaf man. ==> Ask around. Figure out who these people are for your report. You can claim that you weren't partying, you were attempting to get information!
That's right, even while here, this is a great place to gather some intel. Big or small, finding any bit of information would be good to bring back to your superiors. So you smile and sidle up to the leaf-hat man, ready to see what you can learn of these people and place.
Kazel: So what's this party for?
Leaf-Man: It's our lunar festival. Celebrates every new moon-cycle.
Kazel: Kind of hard to have a lunar festival when you can't see the moon through the trees, isn't it?
Leaf-Man: Yeah, well beggers can't be choosers. We've only recently settled this place for our new village.
Leaf-Man: Haven't ad the chance to fully clear the area and overhanging branches.
Oh, they're starting a new village here in the Direwoods? Personally you'd say this is a terrible location for a village. Too close to the Legion's barracks for one thing, but also a forest just doesn't seem like a good place to set up shop. Too much cover for oncoming enemies, easy to hide and watch from afar, the list goes on. But, these are civilians, not soldiers, they probably don't know there are just as many risks as benefits.
You look over to another party-goer rocking some panpipes.
Kazel: So why the Direwoods of all places? This isn't the normal place to start up a village.
Panpipes Guy: Well there aren't many places for a new village that are safe in this age.
Kazel: What happened to your old villages?
Panpipes Guy: War happened, kid.
Panpipes Guy: Our villages got burned down, a lot of people got killed.
Panpipes Guy: The woods are one of the few places where we can stay out of it all.
Oh, damn. You've heard rumors of this sort of things happening, of the Insurgence burning villages to the ground and destroying settlements that refused to join them. You've never spoken to survivors of these before, your heart hurts for these people, they've lost their home and friends. But, you feel glad to know that these guys are trying to start over even after loosing everything to the Insurgence. |
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Post by aldente on May 7, 2019 1:21:48 GMT
> Well, only thing you should do is party a bit, but not too hard. You don't want anyone get suspicious about your activities. After that you've got to get back to your superiors and report everything that you've seen.
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Post by TC on May 10, 2019 23:18:48 GMT
==> Well, only thing you should do is party a bit, but not too hard. You don't want anyone get suspicious about your activities. After that you've got to get back to your superiors and report everything that you've seen. And party you do. Honestly this is the first honest-to-Gods party-slash-festival you've been to since you were... what... probably five? Maybe younger? The Legion isn't real big on parties. There's the occasional military parade two or three times a year to 'bolster morale' among the Legion's people. That usually entails a marching-band esque group, lots of long speaches, and food that is a bit better. But it's not as fun as an actual party with the purpose to be enjoyed for the sake of enjoyement.
As the night goes on, you eat some food, throw some food up after trying stuff that your stomach absolutely could not stand, meet and talk to some people, dance with strangers. You have fun. You hadn't realized you'd forgotten this feeling of freedom and enjoyment that comes with dancing freely like this around such light music, didn't realized you missed these kinds of things until now.
But all good things have to come to an end. The moon is traveling through the sky on it's journey to the other horizon and you know that it's time for you to bid your farewells and return back home. So you say your goodbyes to the nice people you've met and the people you've danced the night away with. If you spend too much longer out here, the others would grow worried or suspicious.
But it's not as though you've anything bad to report. You've found a budding civilian village in the middle of the Direwoods, they're refugees from villages that have been destroyed by the Insurgence. Harmless and inconsequential to the needs of the Legion. You just need to let the others know where the village is so they can keep an eye out for them, in case the village ever needs help or something.
Your journey back to the barracks is thankfully shorter than your journey to the village. Lot less following other, needless paths. Within the hour you can see the steel wall and gate that leads to the heart of the Legion, the city of steel, DRAKKEN TOR.
It is the most advanced city within Tesiron, it's technology based entirely upon researching ancient remnants left by the Precursor's. You don't really know much about them, they're seen as gods by some parts of Tesiron, and the ancestors of others. All you really know is that the Precursor's aren't here anymore and all they left was a bunch of temples no one has been able to get open and buried tech that no one can get to work, except for a few bits of tech that the Legion has managed to study.
The guards watching the front gate nod to you as you return, the doors shutting loudly behind you. There are lots of buildings, most dedicated to different aspects of the Legion. Research, vehicular bay, King Ephialte's personal lair, and the barracks to name a few. You rarely have reason to enter the others so it's the barracks for you.
You'll write up your report quick, hand it in to your superior officer, and then see where the rest of the night will take you.
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Post by Ewww on May 11, 2019 7:29:19 GMT
Agreed. That wall colour is horrible.
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Post by aldente on May 13, 2019 1:03:31 GMT
> Hey, does your hair feel wet?
> Look behind you!
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Post by TC on May 13, 2019 3:49:50 GMT
> Hey, does your hair feel wet?  Does your hair feel wet? Why would it...?
You reach up to pat at your hair just in case, it feels perfectly normal--ew, ew, gross, it's damp and sticky and now that you're paying attention it's got a bad scent to it. Ewwww. Disgusting.
Almost feels and smells like... drool...
> Look behind you! Holy sweet freaking fuck!
Ow...
You kind of missed the landing when jumping the hell away from the writhing mass of nightmarish tendrils of teeth and gaping maws and instead landing flat on your back on the iron floors. Not a comfortable way to hit the ground. Kind of actually really hurts if you're being honest.
??: Oh man, Kaz, that was hilarious.
??: You should have seen the look on your face.
??: You must be losing your touch, though. Took you a while to notice us behind you.
??: I was starting to think that it'd take him frickin' biting you before you noticed.
??: But that was quite the dive. You okay?
The eldritch horror of tentacles and teeth is replaced by a hand being held out to you. You scoff, but can't help the grin on your face.
Kazel: You two are assholes.
Kazel: You're lucky I love you guys so much or I woulda clocked you both for that.
??: Sure you would, Kaz. Come on, get up.
Your hair is covered in drool, the base of your tail and lower back are pretty sore, and you can be something of a petty bastard at times. So you're not really sure if you should accept the hand that's offered and shrug off this dumb prank and move on with your life or drag them both to the floor with you. |
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Post by aldente on May 14, 2019 3:20:55 GMT
> Stand up without their help.
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Post by TC on May 14, 2019 4:07:58 GMT
==> Stand up without their help. You push yourself to your feet without accepting the hand offered to you because you've enough pride and spite in yourself to get yourself standing on your own and to show that you're not going to let the prank slide. Plus, you aren't completely positive that his hand isn't sticky with saliva right now and don't want to cover yourself even mroe in his spit than you already are.
Kazel: What are you two doing here, anyways? I thought you two would be stuck in training all night.
Soren: It's orientation, Kaz, not training.
Soren: A lot less interesting.
Zyra: It was basically going over what to expect to be doing once we move up from scouts to soldiers.
Zyra: No punching or kicking people involved, just a bunch of sitting around listening to officers drone on.
Sounds boring.
Zyra: But damn, Kaz.
Zyra: At it again with dress code violations.
Soren: Why is it that every time we spend most of the day apart, when we reunite you're out of uniform?
Kazel: You guys know I hate the uniforms. I don't like my arms and shoulders feeling trapped.
Kazel: Plus I just got back from patrol. People are more trusting when you're not in uniform.
These two, Soren and Zyra are your... well 'best friends' wouldn't even come close to explaining what the three of you are. There are plenty of words in your language to describe your relationship with them, but you're not sure how to translate that into this tongue. They are important people to you, let's leave it at that.
They're scouts like you, for now. Come next month they'll be transfered to the frontlines as soldiers since they'll be eighteen. You're not going to be able to see them or be with them again until you hit your eighteenth, too. You won't lie, you're going to miss them.
They're not going to be able to do this stuff again for a while, so you suppose you can let the prank slide.
For now.
Soren: Let's hope the Lieutenant doesn't catch you before you get cleaned up and changed.
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Post by Stinkey Hair on May 15, 2019 3:00:58 GMT
Kazel > Go take a shower or something to wash your hair before you give your report. It's really unprofessional to see your higher ups when covered in monster drool.
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Post by TC on May 20, 2019 1:52:45 GMT
Kazel ==> Go take a shower or something to wash your hair before you give your report. It's really unprofessional to see your higher ups when covered in monster drool.  You kind of smell of drool and honestly you agree, you ought to shower before you write up your report and give it to the higher ups. It's not like you'd get in trouble or anything, but damn would it be embarassing to face them looking the way that you do. Kazel: Well, I'll have to talk to you losers later.
Kazel: Thanks to a certain someone I gotta to shower before I do anything else.Soren: Yeah go wash up, you reek.
Kazel: And who's fault is that?
==> One Shower LaterThankfully the showers are pretty empty at the moment so you're able to get yours done quick and come out damp. (the only good thing you'll ever say about your fur being gone and still growing back is that you dry quicker now. Though Soren and Zyra will argue that you don't smell like wet dog as much anymore when you clean up.)
There are few other scouts are in the stalls getting cleaned after some training, or in the locker room getting changed. You'd have joined them, but you're currently stumped at one of the counters, staring at an empty space where your clothes should have been after you left them there. But nope, your shirt and pants are gone and all that is left is an empty space.
Come on, who steals people's clothes out of a shower room? Real immature. You didn't think you had that many people in the Legion who were still that childish that they'd take a guys clothes.
Well, at least you have your underwear and it's not like anyone's going to really bat an eye if you have to walk to the bunks in your undies just to get a change of clothes. But you'd really wish you don't have to do that, it's chilly in the barracks and your fur hasn't grown back to keep you warm.
Oh well, a guy's gotta do what a gu--!!!
And right as you turn around you just get a face full of shirt while a pair of pants falls limply beside you.
Kazel: Who the hell?
Zyra: Wow Kaz. I get you some clean clothes to change into out of the goodness of my heart
Zyra: and you yell at me.
Aaand there's Zyra, sitting atop a counter against one of the mirrors just grinning at you like she hadn't just decked you in the face with a wad of clothes.
Kazel: Are you the one who ran off with my clothes?
Zyra: Hey, I just took what was dirty civ' clothes and replaced them with your uniform.
Zyra: You know, just so you don't get in trouble and are wearing clean clothes.
Kazel: And it's definintely not because you wanted to mess with me.
Zyra: Of course not.
Zyra: I obviously just wanted an excuse to stare at your long scar there.
Zyra: Also, had to let you know that you don't got to worry about your report.
Zyra: Soren went ahead and wrote up a general report for you.
You can't help but grin at that. Of course he would.
Kazel: And how would Soren know what I encountered on my patrol?
Zyra: Well, considering its the dead route, you didn't come back in a panic, and decided a shower was higher priority...
Zyra: We can guess that you found nothing.
Well, it wasn't exactly nothing, but you can always tell the higher ups later about the village you suppose. It's not like a developing village on the edge of Legion territory is really that big of a deal.
Kazel: Fair enough.
Kazel: Then from the bottom of my heart
Kazel: I thank you both.
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Post by Cool uniforms on May 20, 2019 5:26:10 GMT
Kaz=> get changed into your uniform,wear the red and grey or your people
Zyra> inquire about the scar. Where did he get it, how and when?
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Post by TC on May 20, 2019 18:21:05 GMT
Kaz => get changed into your uniform,wear the red and grey or your people Zyra==> inquire about the scar. Where did he get it, how and when? You slip into your clothes and take a seat next to Zyra on the counter. You don't really like the uniform that much, its colors are fine and all, but you don't like the feeling of your arms being constrained by sleeves.
Zyra: Hey Kaz
Kazel: Hm?
Zyra: Tell me about your scar.
Your scar? Instincitvely you look down at your chest, though you know you won't be able to see the long verticle line of scar tissue running down the center of your chest through the fabric of your shirt.
Kazel: You already know how I got it and stuff.
Zyra: I know, but I like hearing you talk about it.
Kazel: You're weird, it's not even that interesting of a scar.
Kazel: But, if you insist, then as you already know...
You make sure that your remark is as pointed as you can get while you watch her with a lazy grin. How many times have you already had to tell her and Soren this story? How many more times will you before they get tired of this story?
Kazel: I was born with a hell of a messed up and malformed heart. Wasn't expected to make it.
Kazel: Hell, if I kept my own heart, I'd be dead before my first birthday.
Kazel: So I had to go under heart surgery. Plain and simple.
Zyra: And the surgery, tell me about it?
Kazel: It was just a simple heart surgery.
Zyra: Come on, you're over simplifying the whole thing! It wasn't simple at all.
Kazel: Haha, fine.
Kazel: It was at the tail-end of the First Contact War, so things were already chaotic enough.
Kazel: There wasn't anyone who was a match that could give me their heart for the surgery.
Kazel: But, right as things were looking bleak, my mother and the doctors were able to get a hold of something special.
Zyra: and that was...?
Like she didn't already know, but you can't help but enjoy how attentive she is to this dumb story of yours.
Kazel: A Novescalan's core.
Kazel: They don't have hearts, their cores run everything, from nerves and neurons to making sure the blood is flowing.
Kazel: Novescalan cores have a regenerative trait to them, it allows their people to heal faster.
Kazel: Doctors had an idea when they got ahold of one. If they... if they remove the core from it's calcium-like casing, fused it to a deformed heart... would that fix it?
Kazel: Well, since I'm alive and breathing, obviously merging a Dren heart to a Novescalan's core can keep someone from dying.
You don't like talking about the Novescalan's, so you make sure to keep what you can say about them brief. It doesn't stop your tail from curling and your left hand clenching into a fist so hard your nails draw blood on your palm. You... have a lot of bad memories when it comes to that intergalactic superpower.
Zyra: I'm glad it worked. If that surgery hadn't, I wouldn't get to sit her and talk with you.
Kazel: God, you just had to make it sentimental.
With that, the tension you had felt from the story just melts right off you. Zyra's good at making you feel better like that with just a couple of sentences. |
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Post by Adrian on May 21, 2019 1:50:30 GMT
I was wondering how this was going to end up tying in to Beyond the Stars and this is a pretty cool way to do it.
Kazel ==> ponder on if this surgery gave you any Novescalan abilities (if there are any)
Since your friends went ahead and wrote up your report for you, is there anything you can do or need to do?
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Post by TC on May 28, 2019 4:45:47 GMT
==> ponder on if this surgery gave you any Novescalan abilities (if there are any)
 You can't thank the Gods of your homeworld and the Gods of Tesiron enough that you didn't get any powers or abilities or anything from the surgery. It's bad enough that you've got a Novescalan's core keeping you alive, if you had to be any bit more 'Novescalan' you'd throw yourself headfirst in front of the Legion's live-fire training or just toss your sorry ass off the walls protecting Drakken Tor. Sure, you liked being able to live past your first year, and enjoy getting to keep being alive, but there's no way to fully express just how you feel about the Novescalans, and by extension the core in your chest. Zyra: Kaz?
Zyra: Kaaaazeeel
Zyra: you got that 'I hate everyone an' everything' face going onKazel: Sorry, Zyra, just thinking bout stuff==> Is there anything you can do or need to do?
As far as you can think, there really isn't anything left for you to do today. Your duties for the day and night are done, so you should have only downtime until curfew hits, maybe you can get Zyra and Soren to go hit the Peaks with you- Overhead Speakers: Legionaires 28491 through 28508, Legionaires 29034 through 29044, head to Alrai Hall; E2.
Overhead Speakers: Legionaires 28491 through 28508, Legionaires 29034 through 29044, head to Alrai Hall; E2.
Zyra: Huh, looks like duty calls.
Overhead Speakers: Legionaires 28491 through 28508, Legionaires 29034 through 29044, head to Alrai Hall; E2.
Kazel: Really? I just got back from patrol and already I'm being called back for something?
Zyra: Well, Legionaire 29036, you could skip.Zyra: Might not look good on your file, might cut you off from your meds for a few days as disciplinary actionsKazel: Which reminds me I ought to see about getting more if I wanna go back to having nightmare-free sleep
Zyra: You skip, Kaz, I'll skip too.
Zyra: It's your call. You wanna go see why their calling for us, or do you wanna duck out of Legionaire responsibilities for the night?
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Post by Who wants nightmares? on May 29, 2019 21:51:38 GMT
Better not skip if you want to sleep without nightmares.
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Post by TC on Jun 17, 2019 5:24:33 GMT
==> Better not skip if you want to sleep without nightmares.
 You would very much like to sleep without the plague of nightmares keeping you awake for hours and paralyzing you with fear or causing you to burst out into hysterical crying and sobbing only calming down after what feels like hours of having Soren and Zyra holding you, whispering affirmations that work as often as they fail until you either relax or cry yourself back to sleep, only to wake up in the morning, if you manage to get back to sleep at all, with the shame that half the bunks in your hall, if not all in your hall, probably had to wake up to your panicked sobbing, as well as the shame of knowing that Zyra and Soren likely didn't get a good nights rest either because of you.
Yeah, not having nightmares would be nice.
So you explain your decision and reasoning to Zyra as the two of you hop off the counter, prepared to head down into Alrai Hall.
Zyra: Good point. Disciplinary act or not, even if it's only for a night or two, it'd be better not to risk being taken off your meds.
Zyra: Speaking of, how have your nightmares been? You've not woken us up in a while over one.
Kazel: The new meds I'm on are certainly helping.
Kazel: They knock me out in minutes and put me through a deep and dreamless sleep.
Kazel: Can't have nightmares if you can't have dreams.
Zyra: I can't imagine not being able to dream at all when I sleep.
Zyra: But I guess if I had to chose between horrible nightmares or no dreams, I'd probably take going dreamless, too.
You two fill the air between you with chatter that eventually goes from the topic of medication to various other things as you head down the halls of the barracks, through other legionaires; scouts and soldiers alike heading to their bunk halls or to the training halls, as you make your way to Alrai where you have been summoned.
==> Alrai Hall
There are a few different rooms named Alrai Hall, and you scan them as you feel Zyra hooking her arm around your own, not sure anymore if you're walking together or if she's just pulling you along. Alrai C2, B1, D1... ah! E2
The doors are heavy metal but you push them with ease, and even before you push them open you can hear the quiet hum of people from within.
It would appear that you and Zyra are among the last to arrive, though it doesn't appear that anything has started yet. The legionaires are filed into two rough sections. Not perfect lines, but as if they were on the way to being one, and you know that once the superior officer calling this meeting enters, everyone in the room will stand to attention and the lines will straighten into perfection within moments. Right now, though, the room is more relaxed as everyone waits and whispers to one another.
You scan the rows of scouts, and you know they are all scouts here, you can recognize every face and scent that fills the room, not a soldier among them. It's easy to tell from that bit alone that this is a scout-centric meeting rather than a co-op to collaberate with the front line soldiers. But even with the throng of young and older teens, you can recognize the head of dull purple almost as quick as you catch the scent.
Kazel: Soren!
Soren nudges to the side to give you and Zyra room, and as you take a stand beside him, you feel Zyra resting her arm on your shoulder.
Zyra: Sore-bear, any news on what this meeting is about?
Soren: I'd tell you if I knew.
Soren: Could be anything. New mission, update on the war status and any new duties that come with it, upcoming inspection...
Kazel: If it was about any major change in the war, we'd have known before the meeting was called.
Kazel: Still a stand-still from what everyone says.
Kazel: Haven't really gained any ground, but haven't lost any yet to the Insurgence.
Zyra: So we're all in the dark about this, fun.
Zyra: Wanna do a bet on what this meeting's about?
Zyra: We each throw in a canteen ticket or two of ours
Zyra: I know you two keep a couple of tickets just as I do
Soren: You know us so well.
Soren: But let me guess, winner of the bet gets them all? If so, I'm in.
Kazel: Sounds fun. Gods know how often I miss the mess hall hours when I'm on patrol
Kazel: At that point the canteens the only place to get the food I need.
Zyra: In that case, Kaz, any guess on what this meeting will be about?
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Post by Wild Guess on Jun 17, 2019 5:50:34 GMT
Maybe something about people setting up a new settlement, somewhere like the Direwoods?
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Post by TC on Jun 19, 2019 2:12:28 GMT
==> Maybe something about people setting up a new settlement, somewhere like the Direwoods?You think of the village you came upon in the Direwoods, the small settlement people were making to get away from the war against the Insurgence. If people were settling the Direwoods, it might be important enough to bring up in a big meeting like this, just so the other scouts know what's going on and if there are any actions or procedures that you must take now that the woods are home to civillians.Kazel: Maybe people are forming villages in the Direwoods
Kazel: Or maybe it's about the Legion expanding deeper into the Direwoods?Zyra: Into the Direwoods?
Zyra: Come on Kaz, you know people don't settle into the Direwoods
Zyra: too much superstition about old magic and ghosts of the Precursors
Zyra: complete bullshit mind you, but people tend to believe them.Kazel: Hey, you never know
 You laugh as she wraps an arm around your shoulders and neck, tugging you down closer to her, she tugs your ear and grinds her knuckles into your head, not so hard that it hurts but not so gentle that you don't notice. Zyra: I'd be surprised if that's what it's about.
Zyra: But hey, if that's what you think it is. What about you, Sor?Soren: I'm thinking they found something Precursor related.
Soren: Maybe we finally got into one of those temples? Or uncovered more of their ancient tech?Kazel: Come on, if my guess was bad, that's just terrible.
Kazel: It's impossible to get into those temples, Soren, and we don't have any firepower that can break into themSoren: Hey, nature and thousands of years can do wonders that no explosive can ever do
Soren: Maybe there was a temple where the doors never got shut?Zyra: Well, I think I got this one in the bag, then.
Zyra: I'm guessing we're being sent on a secret mission.Soren: A secret mission? With a few dozen scouts? Kazel: There'd be a small squad if it was a mission like that, not a full platoon.
Zyra: Better guess than yours.
==> Enter Commanding Officer The door at the front of the hall gives a loud clank as it shuts and all the chatter dies down as the sound of heavy Legion-issued boots hit the wood of the stage up front. You feel yourself and Zyra tense at the sudden arrival of the one of the Legion's commanders, Carmilla, who moves to stand in front of the wooden podium. There's a shuffle as the crowds begin to straighten out, falling into orderly lines and facing her with straight backs and stiff postures.
Carmilla: At ease, scouts.
Carmilla: Let's skip the pleasantries and go directly to business.
Carmilla: The Insurgence has decided to test it's luck, they've crossed the neutral grounds and erected a camp in the Direwoods, mere miles away from us.
Carmilla: As I speak, Commander Magnus is organizing a company of soldiers and will be attacking the camp in the dead of night
If the group had been any less disciplined, a wave of whispers may have come over the room at her words. You only swallowed, your claws sinking into the palms of your hands. The Insurgence had gotten so close? You could have walked right into their camp during your patrol and gotten killed. Your mind drifts to the village you had spent the early night hours with and you prayed that if any Gods were listening that the Insurgence did not touch them, that they were far from this camp.
Carmilla: You will be going to the camp in the morning, after the battle is over.
Carmilla: Your jobs will be to salvage any Insurgence technology and equipment for us to use or study
Carmilla: Find any plans that you can on where the Insurgence may be going next, find any soldiers who were left behind or tried coming back to the camp.
Carmilla: Anything that may be of use in finally crushing the Insurgence, it will be your jobs to find at the camp.
Carmilla: For some of you, this will be the closest you will be to the frontline battles for a while yet.
Carmilla: For others, this is a taste of what to expect in the coming months.
Carmilla: You will move out at dawn. I'd recommend going straight to sleep, but if you choose to rest or not is your choice.
Carmilla: If any have questions or requests, come find me. The rest of you; dismissed.
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Post by Adrian on Jun 20, 2019 21:16:16 GMT
Something has to be up, the meeting was too brief. Go up to Carmilla and ask if there's mor information, something she isn't telling you scouts. How big of a camp are we talking about, do the soldiers have anything to worry about? What sort of things do the higher ups think you scouts are going to find when you start scavenging/salvaging the Insurgence camp?
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Post by Feeling of uneasiness on Jun 22, 2019 0:50:11 GMT
So you found a group of apparent civilians starting a village in the Direwoods near the Citadel, and now you are being told that there is an Insurgence camp in the Direwoods, a mere miles away from the Citadel.
So either you walked into an Insurgency camp and somehow got out alive, there is a civilian village hiding an Insurgence camp (in/voluntarily?), or there are two separate camps in the Direwoods (does the Legion know this?).
It seems likely a lot of civilians are going to die tonight...
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Post by TC on Jun 22, 2019 4:10:35 GMT
==> Ask Carmilla Important Questions On the Insurgence Camp
==> Also Have Serious Concerns and Worries Regarding the Village You FoundIt feels too convienent, too... coincidental for your liking.
There's a village in the Direwoods, far enough from here to not actually be in either Legion or Insurgence territory, but it's still in the Direwoods regardless- and as Zyra pointed out; the Direwoods are not an ideal location for a village. Rumors and superstition or not, the Direwoods are dangerous if you go in too deep. There are a lot of beliefs that old magic torments good and bad people alike in the woods, there have been plenty of whispers of entire firesquads going into the woods and never returning. You've personally always thought they either deserted or got killed by the Insurgence, but the more superstitious individuals believe the woods got them. Even you wouldn't think of setting up home in the woods.
Needless to say, it is a little suspicious that a village of civillians would set up shop in there.
But, no, they can't be Insurgence, there's not a single doubt in your mind that they are civillians. You were with them, you talked with them, spent time with them, there was nothing military about any of them. You didn't see any kind of weapon besides stuff that'd been clobbered together to defend themselves with from attackers and wild animals. There were children in the village, for the love of the Gods. Surely the Insurgence wasn't in the business of sending kids to war.
They could be hostages, your mind supplies. Forced to act as spies to keep an eye on the Legion, or forced to house Insurgence soldiers as the rebels try to draw closer to the heart of the Legion forces.
You don't like this. Nothing about this mission sits well with you. You're concerned about the village, about the civillians getting caught in the crossfire and you have to tell Carmilla, at least voice your concerns, and so you push through the dispersing crowd to reach the stage where she remained, talking to a few younger scouts who no doubt never been on a big assignment like this before. You wait until they leave to climb onto the stage and approach her.
Carmilla: Ah, Kazel! Are you here to take up my offer of getting you a warmer uniform until your fur grows back?
Carmilla: Or do you need to put in an order for more medication?
Kazel: Well, um, I did run out of my medication.
Kazel: But actually, this is about the mission.
You feel your ears flatten down, giving away the worry and anxiety you feel. Thankfully, Carmilla has always been thoughtful enough to not prod if whenever she notices you feeling anxious or sad if it wasn't bad. She just waits patiently for you to gather your words.
Kazel: Say that there are... um... if there is a chance that there are civillians at this camp...
Kazel: They'll be safe, right? Magnus and the soldiers won't hurt them?
You still don't know for sure if the village you went to is the same as the Insurgence camp, and if they're completely different things, you'll probably look like an idiot to Carmilla.
Carmilla: Magnus isn't some bloodthirsty warmonger, you know this.
Carmilla: You also know that our soldiers aren't either.
Kazel: I know...
Carmilla: The Legions fight is only with the Insurgence and it's allies.
Carmilla: We protect those on our side.
Kazel: I know, the Legion isn't... the Legion doesn't slaughtered people who can't fight back
Kazel: I'm just... worried. A lot of weird thoughts in my head.
Kazel: Paranoid, I think is the right word?
Carmilla smiles understandingly, writes something on the paper in her clipboard before looking back at you with a warm expression that's sympathetic. She's probably heard this kind of worry a hundred times from scouts and soldiers.
Carmilla: There's nothing for you to worry about. You know what the Legion does, Kazel.
Kazel: Heh... I'd hope I know the Legion, I pretty much grew up here.
Kazel: It would be beyond embarassing, it'd just be sad if after all these years I didn't know anything about us.
Carmilla: I'd have to question if you've been paying attention during studies and training.
Carmilla: But, look, you're undoubtedly exhausted from your patrol and it's messing with your head.
Carmilla: So I'm ordering you as your superior officer to go to your bunk and get some rest before the morning mission.
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Post by Sleepy Time on Jun 23, 2019 5:01:11 GMT
Carmilla> Kazel is a handful. Remember how you ended up being responsible for him.
Give him an order to take to the Pharmacy for more medication.
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Post by TC on Jun 29, 2019 6:28:39 GMT
Carmilla> Kazel is a handful. Remember how you ended up being responsible for him. He has always been a bit of a handful to manage in many ways, his ever wavering moods while growing up were the most prominent ways that he could be a challenge dealing with. Sometimes he was more axious and skittish than a rabbit, jumping at anything, while other days he was aggressive, confrontational and hostile towards everyone. Of course he has since chilled out quite a bit since the earlier days of his time here, something you are grateful, since he is a bit more deadly than he had been as a little boy, and would be more difficult to reign in now.
But you still remember fondly when Kazel crashed into the lives of yours and the other Legionaires. And no, you're not just being metaphorical, a crash was how he and you came to meet.
Roughly twelve years ago or so, you were a major while Magnus had been your lieutenant at the time, when the two of you had gone to investigate a strange explosion outside of Drakken Tor on the edge of the Direwoods. You two had thought that the Insurgence had managed some kind of airdrop attack, but instead you two had found a strange pod of sorts smoldering among bushes and broken trees. There had been blood covering the inside and the outside, rather fresh to be exact, and it led away from the pod. Kazel had been hurt during the crash, not that he'd accept any sort of help at the time.
The two of you had followed the blood trails and found it leading a little ways into the Direwoods and up into some trees. Rather high into the trees, might you add. You were thinking it was some soldier at the time. Instead what you found up in the branches, glaring at you and hissing was a half feral child (Well, you thought Kazel was feral when you had met, but have now come to accept it was simply cultural differences, or perhaps just a species behavior difference). He was bleeding, but he refused to come down. And honestly? At the time, Kazel was the angriest ball of fluff you had ever seen.
Not that you could blame him; you and Magnus were just as alien to him as he was to you, and he had just been through a rather truamatic experience of losing his planet and people to other aliens. Of coures the language barrier didn't help.
Carmilla: What... what even is that?
Magnus: I don't know, but it's impressive that it got so high in the trees.
Magnus: It's got to be, what... seventy feet up there? At least?
Carmilla: Yes, yes, it's amazing that it got so high with the blood it's trailing.
Carmilla: But what is it?
Magnus: I already told you, Major, I don't know. Would tell you if I could.
You and Magnus had continued to keep an eye on him for a few days, initially to just figure out what it was, to see what you could learn. King Ephialtes was particularly interested as well, as it's not exactly a common day occurence that you have children dropping from space right at the Legion's doorstep. Somehow, and to this day you're not sure how, but somehow Magnus gained Kazel's trust as was able to bring him into the Legion. You may not have been a big fan of bringing a potential threat right into the heart of the Legion, but at least it worked out okay in the end.
Carmilla: If he's not housetrained, than it's your responsibility to housetrain him.
Magnus: If the little guy is able to wear clothes, I'm pretty sure that he can use a toilet.
Carmilla: If he starts chewing on the furniture or equipment, we're sending him back to the forest.
Magnus: You're a cold one, Major. Hear that, lil buddy? She's cooold.
Kazel: ? ? ?
Though it did only take a week for you to actually warm up to Kazel after he was brought into the Legions care, and you like to think you were something of a mother figure for him at times; teaching him to read and write, how to tie his shoes... You did your best to help him along when he was a little kid. You were so proud when he chose to become a scout when he was old enough to start training, which of course put him under your command and giving you more responsibility over him. You know that when he hits eighteen in the coming months, he's going to be one of the best soldiers in the Legion.>Give him an order to take to the Pharmacy for more medication. You quickly fill out a blank sheet of paper on your clipboard, tear it off and hand it to Kazel.
Carmilla: Here you go, head to the pharmacy on your way back to the barracks
Carmilla: The doctor or assistants should be able to fill you out a new perscription for your sleep meds
Kazel: Thank you, I'll be sure to do just that.
Carmilla: You'd better, it's going to be a miserable mission for you if you don't get any sleep. |
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