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[Ozarck]

"I will, of course, pay costs for additional materials."

[Ozarck]

(Responding to AsHul and the Relic Dive quest)
”Huh, sure. I mean, I guess. Nothing really seems to be going on right now, so unless something more… tangible …come up. Though there is one thing I wanted to do first. Might take me a bit, but if I’m not ready, don’t wait up.”

"Do what you need to do, of course. Excuse my impatience, I am rather interested in this mission. I have never experienced a Communal Vision before."

[randomgenericusername]

"Those are thugs of the Iron Teeth gang. The Church killed them and gave us this warehouse and the bore as a reward for our help. I hold documents that prove that it is so."

Kalagnoy just shrugs at the mention of the gang.

"Chthonics, "thugs, criminals, slaves... They all bleed the same. It doesn't matter who they were, they're dead now and nothing will change that. Except maybe necromancy, of course."

He then moves closer to Kara and sniffs the air around her.

"Hmmm, you seem like the kind of person that unwittingly attracts conflicts and suddenly finds themselves in the middle of fights without knowing how or why. I like fights, so would you mind if I join your group?"

Spoiler: Kalagony (click to show/hide)

Name: Kalagony

Description: Kalagony is a short but muscular Mole-man. He's a martial arts fanatic, and willingly replaced his healthy arm with a mechanical version just to improve his lethality in melee combat. He has a particularly large tentacled star-shaped snout and a small pair of black, beady eyes. His hair is dark brown.

Goal: His life goal is to challenge and fight against the best warriors in the world, to crush his opponents and claim the title of the strongest fighter.

Stats:
Str:15 
Dex:11 
Spe:8 
End:13 
Awa:11 
Cun:10 
Kno:10 
Ner:11

Skills:
Unarmed: 3 (2+1 Mole-Man Claws)
Defense Skill: Mechanical arm Block: 3
Caving: 1
(1 Unused Skill Point)

Inventory:
Mechanical arm (Right arm, claw weapon)
Grappling Hook
Silk Rope (100 feet)
Field Lighter
Martial Arts Gi

[Parisbre56]

Kara watched the newcomer carefully.
"And you have the appearance of the kind of person who likes to end fights" Kara said indicating the deadly claws of his mechanical arm "which is exactly what a person like me might need."
She extended her remaining arm at him for a handshake.
"I'm Kara. I help organise things around here. Don't make any trouble, help our fame grow, support the expeditions, play nice with the others and we'll do just fine. You'll find that people here are hard-working, honorable and willing to help each other. Interfere with our expeditions, smear our name or mess with our people and I'll be sure to make you regret it. Are you fine with that?"

[Hotfire90]

Buy 8 structural junk and a grappling hook. Check if any shops are selling gas mask and flak vests and compare their price with the cost of buying the materials and crafting one.

Spoiler: Alex Wells (click to show/hide)

Name: Alex Wells

Description: A middle aged man standing 5'7" feet tall. He has short brown hair and an unkempt beard.

Goal: Exploring the depths and collecting its wealth.

Stats:
Str: 11
Dex: 11
Spe: 10
End: 11
Awa: 11
Cun: 12
Kno: 11
Ner: 11

Skills:
Explosives 2
Mechanical 1
Survival 1
Caving 1
Chemical 2
Geology 1
1 Skill point

Inventory:
Dynamo Lantern
Field Lighter
5 TNT
Bladed Shovel (Cut 3)
Mail Shirt
465 Fathoms
Crystal box of golem limbs
Golem buddy
Black Flame (Cut 3)
Rifle (Pierce 2) 10/10

[Praefectus Screptum]

Just take a nap for now.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Garos Ellon
Description: Garos is a 4 feet moth-creature, with a black fur coating his body, the only different colors standing out on his form are located on his wings; blue circular marks that do give him two "eyes" on the back. Aside from the mask his kind naturally wears, he is also wearing a worn kettle helmet, which while doesn't provide the protection it normally should due to its current condition works like his lucky charm. The mask Garos wears is somewhat plain looking, all black aside from some blue marks along the "cheeks" and a crudely drawn star on the forehead area.
Goal: He is just hoping to gather himself a fortune and hopefully some fame too, just in case the hiring-and-shooting business becomes a necessity.
 
Stats
Str: 8
Dex: 14
Spe: 12
End: 8
Awa: 8
Cun: 13
Kno: 13
Ner: 10

Level up: +STR, +SPD, +END, +AWA
Skills
Level up: +1 point to use(not using for now)
Rifle: 2
Stealth: 2
Acrobatics: 2
Heavy Armor: 1+4(Soldier's Chestplate)

Inventory
(40)Ethral Rifle [7/7]
Silk Cloak
Crystal key golem
Soldier Chestplate [Defense +4]
Knife
Hooked Cleaver
50 fathoms

[Pancaek]

1. Shopping for parts for two acoustic guitars: 6 structural junk (12 fathoms), turquoise (10 fathoms), Bag of shells (3 fathoms) = 25 fathoms total.

2. Process the bag of shells to make abalone mother of pearl

3. Craft the first guitar. Acoustic, with turquise for the wave inlays and around the edges, and the mother of pearl to make the white bits of the wave.

4. Craft acoustic guitar number 2: A regular acoustic guitar with bones parts from my guard corpse where applicable, and also some bone inlays. Get creative with it, I guess, I should have enough bone and corpse bits for an artistic touch.

5. Trade in strandbeest crystal baby and 100 fathoms to Polyantha. Examine what I get in return. "I've decided it will be this little guy. Goodbye pal, you be good now."

Spoiler: Clate (click to show/hide)

Name: Clate
Race: Shluck
Description: Being a Shluck, Clate is rarely seen outside of his environmental suit. Inside, he is the standard

albino mollusk, with his only true defining characteristic being the alternating white/borwn pattern of his beak, much

like on a nautilus shell. His environmental suit and exoskeltons are full of scuff marks and small blemishes from work,

but the knowledgable observer will notice that it is mechanically kept in tip-top shape. He wears a toolbelt and a satchel

to store his tools and other knickknacks, and has a blue cap perched on top of his helmet.
Goal: To create great works of craftsmanship and become filthy rich in the process.
 
Stats
Str:  8
Dex:  11
Spe:  9
End:  10
Awa:  10
Cun:  16 (+3)
Kno:  12
Ner:  11

Skills (1 point unused)
Electronics 1
Mechanical 1
Biological 1
Chemical 1
Occult 1
Weaponsmith 1
Armorsmith 1
Stealth 1
Steal 1
Explosives 1

Inventory
Clothing: A tool belt that can be modified to fit the exoskeleton, a satchel and a blue cap with "If it ain't broke, fix

it" embroidered on.
Mail shirt (Made to integrate directly into the exosuit, protecting surface that houses Shluck including head.Protect 3)
Bladed Shovel - handle coated with Pseudomagnetic mortar
Knife (cut2, pierce2)
Rifle (pierce2, 10/10 magazine)
TNT x5
Dynamo lantern
Field lighter
Path markers x10
"Muggy"(skull mug scrimshawed with "can we fix it?" on the side, "No, it's fucked." on the bottom. Has trigger on the

inside of the spine-handle that, when squeezed, caused the mandible to open and close)
Electric guitar (mostly metal with human bone fretboards. When played, screams can be heard under the tones.)

8 Octahedrons - supposedly replicate materials
1 gold cubes
1 container of Pseudomagnetic mortar
labradorite/Obedience rod
Slate box with multicolour crystal toothpick - supposedly turns someone into a gemperson.
Spool of thermoreactive wire.
Bomb Collar
100ft silk rope


3 structural junk
30 chemical junk
1 corpse (missing: skull, neck vertebrea, some bones)
224 Fathoms


Crystal Babies
1. Dodecahedron, no limbs, rolls. Fist sized.
2. 8 sided diamond (looks like  Ramiel from EVA and floats). 8 inches to an edge
3.  Crystal snake. hiss. 18 inches long.
4.  Spiky daddy long legs like Irony has. 1 foot legs, fist sized body.
5. Thing looks like (see pic). about 8 inches to a side.
6. Thing that looks like a Strandbeest. Foot long, 8 inches high.
7. Wheel sort of thing that has a fat inside edge and tapers to a sharp edge on the outside. Foot and a half in diameter.

[IronyOwl]

"We've recently come into possession of a Bore," Auft explains to her new acquisition on the way back, "so you'll likely be serving aboard that. But first, we have a few... perishable materials lying about."

Bring slave back to warehouse.

Unless I'm interrupted by the music of the damned, try to make a spine beetle: Human vertebra for a body, fingerbones for legs, teeth for mandibles, etc. Ideally it'd be a living animal, but an unholy construct is fine. Sacrifice a human heart to give it life/animation.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Auft Kindheart
Description: Standing 3'10", with even fluffier than usual snow-white fur, this Ethral radiates adorable innocence even by the standards of her kind. Her porcelain-white mask is a circular shape carved into slices, each bearing a smiling face with eyes and mouths arched in joy, and adorned with pink blush marks. Her cloak is similarly pure white and a little too large for her, adding to her cute and defenseless appearance.
Goal: To amass and improve loyal pets and slaves.
 
Stats
Str:  8
Dex:  13
Spe:  10
End:  8
Awa:  8
Cun:  16
Kno:  13
Ner:  10

Skills
+1 Medical
+1 Translate
+1 Acrobatics
+1 Persuasion
+1 Stealth
+1 Animal Handling
+1 Archeology
+1 Biological
+1 Chemical
+1 Occult
[1 Skill Point]

Inventory
2 Fathoms
Ethral Rifle [7/7]
Doctor's Bag
Dodecahedron Spider-Thing: Fist-sized dodecahedron body, long unjointed legs that move in very slow cascades. Ceased moving upon being picked up. Can be trained in simple commands via clear hand signals, bops, and repetition.
2 quarter-inch cubes of impossibly heavy black stuff: Estimated 50 lbs weight total
Thug with metal teeth in his mouth and on his arm

[randomgenericusername]

Kara watched the newcomer carefully.
"And you have the appearance of the kind of person who likes to end fights" Kara said indicating the deadly claws of his mechanical arm "which is exactly what a person like me might need."
She extended her remaining arm at him for a handshake.
"I'm Kara. I help organise things around here. Don't make any trouble, help our fame grow, support the expeditions, play nice with the others and we'll do just fine. You'll find that people here are hard-working, honorable and willing to help each other. Interfere with our expeditions, smear our name or mess with our people and I'll be sure to make you regret it. Are you fine with that?"

Kalagony retracts the mechanical claws from his right arm for the handshake.

"You may call me as Kalagony. And I will gladly end any enemy in your way. Maybe even teach you my technique, if you wish to. But first, would you please introduce me your allies? I would like to know who will be the ones who will fight by my side."

Spoiler: Kalagony (click to show/hide)

Name: Kalagony

Description: Kalagony is a short but muscular Mole-man. He's a martial arts fanatic, and willingly replaced his healthy arm with a mechanical version just to improve his lethality in melee combat. He has a particularly large tentacled star-shaped snout and a small pair of black, beady eyes. His hair is dark brown.

Goal: His life goal is to challenge and fight against the best warriors in the world, to crush his opponents and claim the title of the strongest fighter.

Stats:
Str:15 
Dex:11 
Spe:8 
End:13 
Awa:11 
Cun:10 
Kno:10 
Ner:11

Skills:
Unarmed: 3 (2+1 Mole-Man Claws)
Defense Skill: Mechanical arm Block: 3
Caving: 1
(1 Unused Skill Point)

Inventory:
Mechanical arm (Right arm, claw weapon)
Grappling Hook
Silk Rope (100 feet)
Field Lighter
Martial Arts Gi

[Egan_BW]

Wiellste rubs away a bit of dust that has settled on her eye.
"Oh, okay. Do you want me to come along?"

"Yeah, sure, the more the merrier! Though it looks like people are not that interested in going, at the moment. Maybe you can sleep in for a while longer, if you want." Kara said from where she sat on top of a box.

"Ahhh." Wiellste says, immediately laying back down.

[Parisbre56]

Kara watched the newcomer carefully.
"And you have the appearance of the kind of person who likes to end fights" Kara said indicating the deadly claws of his mechanical arm "which is exactly what a person like me might need."
She extended her remaining arm at him for a handshake.
"I'm Kara. I help organise things around here. Don't make any trouble, help our fame grow, support the expeditions, play nice with the others and we'll do just fine. You'll find that people here are hard-working, honorable and willing to help each other. Interfere with our expeditions, smear our name or mess with our people and I'll be sure to make you regret it. Are you fine with that?"

Kalagony retracts the mechanical claws from his right arm for the handshake.

"You may call me as Kalagony. And I will gladly end any enemy in your way. Maybe even teach you my technique, if you wish to. But first, would you please introduce me your allies? I would like to know who will be the ones who will fight by my side."

Spoiler: Kalagony (click to show/hide)

Name: Kalagony

Description: Kalagony is a short but muscular Mole-man. He's a martial arts fanatic, and willingly replaced his healthy arm with a mechanical version just to improve his lethality in melee combat. He has a particularly large tentacled star-shaped snout and a small pair of black, beady eyes. His hair is dark brown.

Goal: His life goal is to challenge and fight against the best warriors in the world, to crush his opponents and claim the title of the strongest fighter.

Stats:
Str:15 
Dex:11 
Spe:8 
End:13 
Awa:11 
Cun:10 
Kno:10 
Ner:11

Skills:
Unarmed: 3 (2+1 Mole-Man Claws)
Defense Skill: Mechanical arm Block: 3
Caving: 1
(1 Unused Skill Point)

Inventory:
Mechanical arm (Right arm, claw weapon)
Grappling Hook
Silk Rope (100 feet)
Field Lighter
Martial Arts Gi

"Kalagony... Hm. I like it. The name of a famous fighter or someone destined to be one. Nice to meet you. Now, let me show you to your new teammates."

"They might not trust you that much at first, but that will change in your first expedition. We're currently preparing upgrades for the bore as well as a relic vision for the church.

((Gotta go to sleep so I can't write a detailed description. Anybody who wants to RP, feel free to bump in. Or you can just go to whomever you want.))

[syvarris]

Kara looked down and gave the honored dead the iciest look she could muster. She began trying to speak calmly but couldn't contain her anger, the intensity of her voice rising as she spoke.
"I wouldn't call our achievements nothing. True, we might not be as powerful as heroes of legend. True, the church is the most powerful in this story, Deus ex Lapis arriving to save the day. But the Church did not give us this out of pity. It was a fair reward for what we did and compensation for what happened to us. What we did is NOT nothing and I will NOT tolerate you insulting this group by calling it that!" she shouted, pointing an accusatory finger at him.
She couldn't really do anything to him, but in her anger she didn't mind the baselessness of her threat.

She took a moment to take a deep breath and continued more calmly.
"We discovered wonders, we struggled, we sacrificed, we came together as a group and we achieved our goal. Isn't that what great stories are made of?"

Nyw nods calmly, before sitting down in front of Kara.  "I apologize for insulting you, Little Bird.  It was not my intention; I... did not quite understand your feelings.  Still.   I must ask you to truly consider what you plan to say publically, to an audience of strangers.  What do you intend to boast of?  Sacrificing your arm, to save the lives of two who risked themselves for freedom, and failed?  Being forced at gunpoint to looting the artifacts of a dead civilization?  Finding companionship and camaraderie among a collection of kidnapped prisoners?"  Nyw shakes his head and lets out a heavy sigh.  "What exactly are you proud of, Kara?  Where were you a week ago, that being kidnapped, threatened, and forced to watch the innocent die, has improved your lot in life?"

[Parisbre56]

Kara turned her head away in shame, thinking about her home.
"Somewhere worse than here..." she responded quietly.
"Didn't you look at me when you first saw me? I mean really look at me? I was a ten year old Corven from Goldshore, the other side of the Local Area, with nothing to my name other than those torn clothes I'm wearing, a rifle with 7 bullets and some rope. The day I was kidnapped I'd just spent my last fathom on a decent meal. If I hadn't been kidnapped, then right now I would most likely be chained up as a slave or dead. Maybe stealing to eat and hiding to sleep, if I'd been lucky enough."
She jumped down from the box and started walking towards Nyw.
"Now I find myself with a place to sleep, enough fathoms to buy a good meal, good friends, maybe better than I deserve, and the hope of making my dreams come true."
She stopped in front of him and leaned in closer to him, her arm at her side and away from her body, claws clenched, and her tail feathers spread, as if she was trying to make herself look bigger.
"I don't care if it's not up to your high and mighty standards. I earned this. I'm proud of it, and what I did for it. And I'm going to enjoy it." she said quietly.
With that she turned around and started quickly walking away, heading for the exit.

[randomgenericusername]

Nyw nods calmly, before sitting down in front of Kara.  "I apologize for insulting you, Little Bird.  It was not my intention; I... did not quite understand your feelings.  Still.   I must ask you to truly consider what you plan to say publically, to an audience of strangers.  What do you intend to boast of?  Sacrificing your arm, to save the lives of two who risked themselves for freedom, and failed?  Being forced at gunpoint to looting the artifacts of a dead civilization?  Finding companionship and camaraderie among a collection of kidnapped prisoners?"  Nyw shakes his head and lets out a heavy sigh.  "What exactly are you proud of, Kara?  Where were you a week ago, that being kidnapped, threatened, and forced to watch the innocent die, has improved your lot in life?"

"...You know, you shouldn't apologize for insulting someone and then do it again. I don't know what were you both talking about, but I would probably still be proud of all those things you just said because it takes courage to do them."

"After all... Who's more brave? The warrior that fights without fear, knowing no one can defeat him? Or the prisoner that fights against the odds, fully aware of the risks and still taking them?"

Kalagony also heads for the exit. Apparently the rest of the group were preparing to go on a relic vision. Kalagony decides to go find the group preparing to go on the relic vision, introduce himself and ask if he can participate.

Spoiler: Kalagony (click to show/hide)

Name: Kalagony

Description: Kalagony is a short but muscular Mole-man. He's a martial arts fanatic, and willingly replaced his healthy arm with a mechanical version just to improve his lethality in melee combat. He has a particularly large tentacled star-shaped snout and a small pair of black, beady eyes. His hair is dark brown.

Goal: His life goal is to challenge and fight against the best warriors in the world, to crush his opponents and claim the title of the strongest fighter.

Stats:
Str:15 
Dex:11 
Spe:8 
End:13 
Awa:11 
Cun:10 
Kno:10 
Ner:11

Skills:
Unarmed: 3 (2+1 Mole-Man Claws)
Defense Skill: Mechanical arm Block: 3
Caving: 1
(1 Unused Skill Point)

Inventory:
Mechanical arm (Right arm, claw weapon)
Grappling Hook
Silk Rope (100 feet)
Field Lighter
Martial Arts Gi

[Ozarck]

AsHul to Kalagony - new recruit and only enthusiastic volunteer for the Relic Vision:
"Another Mole, huh. Last two didn't last long. Who are you, and why do you want to go on our Relic Vision?"