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[Propman]

"By God sir, you need medical attention right away! Lots of deaths on the field occur not due to direct trauma, but the infections that insure afterward. We shall have none of that under my watch! I just wish that we didn't have to trek through a dangerous dungeon in order to reach a safe area, or that half our group was stranded, be that as it may." From everybody present, Propman knew he was the most fit in the group to preform the next round of combat if it were to come to it, with a battered Zanzet and SB to aid him, and he knew that anything magical would likely overpower him. Such a fear bit him in the back of his head, but he was more then willing to take the risk after his cowardly flight last time a crisis occurred in the group.

"I shall offer to carry any objects you might find worthy, sir. Shall I carry one of these automation back to town and see if we can sell it whole? I'm sure metal of any grade is quite an important commodity."

[WillowLuman]

"Well, we might have to make a few trips on that. We need to haul a corpse back to town relatively soonish. We also need something to pay the guy who asked for it, though."

[WillowLuman]

(Oh, don't forget to update your XP after the bank room.)

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

"Did you say it was a day since we arrived here?" Zanzetkuken asked Propman.

[GentlemanRaptor]

Death Star Hallway

GentlemanRaptor comes barreling in, after leaving his rifle outside the door.

"Don't shoot! Unarmed and friendly! Unarmed and friendly!" He raises his hands above his head and slows down, panting.

"Where the fuck did-" begins one of the marines, only to be cut off by the other. "Get outta here! This area's not safe for civilians!"

GentlemanRaptor, still breathing heavily, struggles to explain.

"Giant....spider...dead. Burned it and its...spawn. Friend needs medical assistance. Got any medical supplies?"

The first marine sighs, and turns to the other. "Kowalski, guard the door. I'll go with the civvie. If I'm not back in five, get support and come after me."

GentlemanRaptor turns and leads the marine through the door into the minefield.

[Cryxis, Prince of Doom]

[4]
Iton looks at Blitz
"It's o-ok. I th-th-think I'll m-make it"

[~Neri]

Spoiler: Me~ (click to show/hide)

Name: Kevak

Appearance: Male last time he checked (although this isn't always obvious~), Age is currently eighteen~, brown hair down to a bit passed his shoulders, fairly well kept~, Brown eyes, although the left eye tends to change shades, it's normally noticeably lighter in coloration~, fairly feminine in facial structure and body form. Wearing black sweatpants, a fairly comfy baggy black shirt, a grey zippered hoodie with a picture of a wolf on one side of it, and a wolftooth necklace.

Inventory:
Black Baggy shirt.
Black Sweatpants.
  Iphone with photoreceptive casing (effectively a solarpanel.)
    Attached headphones. (these have a microphone input on them, not that it really matters much~)
Grey Zippered Hoodie with the picture of a wolf on the left side.
Wolf Tooth necklace~
A Bag of Holding~
  500 lumin flashlight with rechargable batteries, a solar panel array to charge stuff, climbing gloves, extremely thick winter gloves, lots of thread and rope and twine, and a bunch of beef jerkey~
Weapon: Decentish Quality Steel Pickaxe that I normally keep under my bed. (It's somewhat unwieldy due to its weight (thing is like 15ish-17ish pounds if I recall), buuuuut I can use it fairly decently since I'm used to holding things that are major fractions of my weight~)

[WillowLuman]

(Looks ok to me, despite massive amount of stuff. Any further input, Zanz?)

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

(Looks ok to me, despite massive amount of stuff. Any further input, Zanz?)

(I say cut most of the stuff out of the bag of holding.  It may very well be carried around in that state in real life, but the being that brings people into the game would not allow that much through.)

[~Neri]

(Okays~ I shall cut stuffs, one moment~)

(Edited~)

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

(Added it to the end of the Google doc player list.)

[Propman]

Propman dug into his bag a bit until he pulled out a dented pocket watch of glass and steel, a machine of clockwork much like the room they were within. The mechanism that allowed the cover to spring forth on release hand long since jammed after repeated abuses (evidently, one should not sprint while keeping a pocket watch within the pocket of one's shirt), but the device itself was intact, and after lifting it open manually, the privateer glanced at the meticulously ticking hands, taking the moment to ensure the coil wasn't close to unwinding before closing it and slipping the clock back into his bag.

"Not quite, mam, but we have been here for around six hours or so, judging by my clock. Quite a lot has happened in this span of time, I must say. Makes it feel longer."

Propman joined Hugo in the search for some useful salvage. [11] Notably, some of the smaller cogs on the wall appeared to be hanging on hooks, rather then being integrated into the rest of the boiler mechanism. Spares, perhaps?

[Arcvasti]

Arcvasti walks back out into the clockwork room.

**The amulet from before is still there. It might be valuable or magical in some way.**

[WillowLuman]

(Put an extremely long-winded summary of the game so far in the OP, for those who want more detail but don't want to read 70+ pages)

HugoLuman walked over to the pedestal with the amulet, and slowly put his hand over it. "Feels faintly ominous, but I think that means it doesn't just kill you instantly. Probably safe to take and sell."

[Arcvasti]

**I'll take it. If it IS trapped in some way, I can use the scepter's active and go back in time to before I sprung the trap. Although, since I already used my Aid spell for this room, I'd have to power the scepter with my Heal, which would hurt me.**

Arcvasti picks up the amulet, cautiously and puts it in his pocket.

**Putting this on might be stretching it. Should we go get the corpse and go back to the town now or try looting the vault first?**