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[Parsely]

Name: Havel [SURNAME REDACTED]

Age: Two Hundred and Thirty-Three (233) Years Old

Gender: Male

Appearance: Appears to be a tall, well-built middle-aged man with steel coloured, short-cropped hair and a perpetual '5 o'clock shadow' marred by two (2), three (3) and five (5) inch scars respectively, running parallel along the median of the left jawline.

Personal information: Following dubious medical examination, the subject has been observed to be a perfectly healthy and unremarkable human being, and aside from his severely delayed ageing processes has no other noted abnormalities. Subject rarely speaks unless spoken to, in which case the subject prefers to use single words unless more complicated exposition is necessary.

Reason assigned to HMRC: Twelve Thousand Four Hundred and Fifty-Two (12,452) confirmed accounts of Murder stretching across multiple sectors, along with accessory charges too numerous to be contained within a single report. The aforementioned records of criminal conduct are listed as [DATA REDACTED].

Stats: Strength - Six (6), Dexterity - Four (4), Endurance - Four (4), Charisma - One (1), Intelligence - Four (4), Willpower - One (1)

Skills: Auxillary Systems - Three (3), Medical - One (1), Conventional Weapons - One (1)

Profession: Technician

[Caellath]

"Nice to see you worrying about us, but we're fine. You could know that if you hadn't ran away in a hurry from the noise." Milno quipped.

Up the ramp.

[Nikitian]

However much I dislike it, I suggest we indeed go upwards. The tuning staff was located on one of the upper floors, that rope is still dangling from an unknown location up there (which might or might not hold clues to the present condition and/or location of the person who put it at that place), and, well, Travis hasn't encountered any hostiles that way yet, as far as I know.

Follow the group.
((@GUNINANRUNIN Welcome to the HMRC!))

[Parsely]

((@GUNINANRUNIN Welcome to the HMRC!))

((Thnx. Can't wait for the next mission. I've actually been reading this page by page. I'm on 117.))

[Tiruin]

((Have fun with all the OOC 

Ship thread))

[PyroDesu]

((@GUNINANRUNIN Welcome to the HMRC!))

((Thnx. Can't wait for the next mission. I've actually been reading this page by page. I'm on 117.))

((I can only hope that's page 117 with the post count on 50/page. Otherwise, you've got a long ways to go.

And finally, an AUX-heavy character, someone who can mess around with our tech during missions. Glad to have you.))

Up seems to be the only direction to go, and we might find something. After all, the only other thing that's really manipulated the sand here was the Lighteater with that tuning staff, so there might be another up there... The eldest brother, perhaps? He may have fallen into the same situation Thomas did, only with no one to extract him from it.

Follow along with the group.

[Knight Otu]

Up seems to be the only direction to go, and we might find something. After all, the only other thing that's really manipulated the sand here was the Lighteater with that tuning staff, so there might be another up there... The eldest brother, perhaps? He may have fallen into the same situation Thomas did, only with no one to extract him from it.

"If it turns out to be the brother, any ideas on how to extract the Lighteater? Unlike us, he won't get patched up on ship."

[Orb]

"Could someone other than Milno elaborate what happened besides, 'we're fine'"

[Nikitian]

Well, it seems that sand is the 'water' of this place, as a gaint wave of it nearly dragged me away into the darkness. Even now the sand below is moving, flowing towards the Fall. ...I dare not supose it could be burying the elevator cart. Well, whatever.
Oh, and the sand level in the containers has also risen a little, by the way.

[piecewise]

"Continuing up the ramp. I'd still like that status report team"

Travis exits the room and continues up the ramp

You get up and head out, continuing your climb up the ramp. You pass another 20 or so rooms, climbing who knows how far up, but find no end.
[int:4]
Hmm. This building is much larger then the other tower, meaning the ramp is moving at a lower angle and has farther to go, so it's going to take much much longer to get up it like this and it's going to cover a lot more ground. Maybe there's a quicker way...

Name: Havel [SURNAME REDACTED]

Age: Two Hundred and Thirty-Three (233) Years Old

Gender: Male

Appearance: Appears to be a tall, well-built middle-aged man with steel coloured, short-cropped hair and a perpetual '5 o'clock shadow' marred by two (2), three (3) and five (5) inch scars respectively, running parallel along the median of the left jawline.

Personal information: Following dubious medical examination, the subject has been observed to be a perfectly healthy and unremarkable human being, and aside from his severely delayed ageing processes has no other noted abnormalities. Subject rarely speaks unless spoken to, in which case the subject prefers to use single words unless more complicated exposition is necessary.

Reason assigned to HMRC: Twelve Thousand Four Hundred and Fifty-Two (12,452) confirmed accounts of Murder stretching across multiple sectors, along with accessory charges too numerous to be contained within a single report. The aforementioned records of criminal conduct are listed as [DATA REDACTED].

Stats: Strength - Six (6), Dexterity - Four (4), Endurance - Four (4), Charisma - One (1), Intelligence - Four (4), Willpower - One (1)

Skills: Auxillary Systems - Three (3), Medical - One (1), Conventional Weapons - One (1)

Profession: Technician

Got it

"Nice to see you worrying about us, but we're fine. You could know that if you hadn't ran away in a hurry from the noise." Milno quipped.

Up the ramp.

You continue up the ramp, marching at double time, till you come across Travis who is just standing around, thinking.






The group reconnects with Travis an indeterminate distance up the tower.

[Nikitian]

Using the paper I have, map the areas of the Citadel 1 we've already visited. Then start walking around the room's wall, counterclockwise, checking if the alcoves hold anything worth of interest.

[Knight Otu]

Follow Maurice.

[Orb]

Maybe there is, maybe there isn't. Doesn't look like anyone is bleeding out, and we got all night by the looks of it, seeing as the fork user has left us alone for a while.

Boldly go where none has gone before! Up that ramp!

"Maybe we should split up? I don't believe what we're looking for will be up here, and I can relay the details of the rope by myself...if the rope even connects to something at the top of the wall, which I'm starting to doubt"

[Caellath]

"We are not splitting up."

Follow Maurice.

[PyroDesu]

Follow along with the group.

Splitting up would be a very bad idea here. We have no idea how big this place is, nor what's in here, and it's not even completely lit up.

Saying that, Simus cracks a glowstick ad tosses it over the edge of the ramp.