Fiction talk:Second Borealis Galactic War/Original/Wrath of Gods/The Ancients' Legacy

 Lemmo, sitting in the BCN bar, put down his cup of a drink with a sigh. He didn't like the whole ship. Sure, Lemmo went through many such places in his life, but he always preferred... something else. For a person whose job involved robbing ancient reliquaries, Lemmo was quite haughty. [13:38]  Soredus was sitting at a table at the far end of the room. He still had his helmet on as he had his hand wrapped around a large tankard. Keeping an eye on th clientele in the room. [13:38]  Lemmo - Do you have anything there that DOES not taste like the Tirarian halar-snake's piss? [13:38]  Nu was sitting at the bar stand, with numerous glasses stacked on top of each other - Nu wasn't drunk. [13:39]  Bartender - If you don't our drinks, just get out. [13:39]  Tyraz sat at the opposite end of the bar by himself, keeping an eye out for the waitresses that were walking around serving food. [13:39]  Nu - Nicer than the other bar...especially after I just smashed that one up. [13:40]  The Bartender, an old Heeyorian, made a rude gesture towards Lemmo, who only responded by a smirk. [13:41]  *bartender [13:41]  test [13:41]  Soredus lifted the tankard to his helmet and opened a small hatch wehre he downed his drink. Slammming the tankard o nthe table when he was finished. [13:42]  Annoyed, Lemmo turned away, to see a shape of Lanatonos materialising from the air. [13:42]  Lemmo - ...wha? [13:43]  Tyraz looked around, tired and somewhat drunk, before downing another drink to drown away his regrets and sorrows. [13:43]  Nu turned to face Tyraz. [13:43]  Nu - Problem? [13:43] <Hachi__> Tyraz - I dunno, just...I don't feel like I'm appreciated enough. [13:44] <Xho> Nu - *Grabs another drink* You need a woman. *Downs his drink and puts it on the table*. That's 47 drinks and still nothing. [13:45] <Monet> Soredus - *calls out from his table* That's quite a feat, Kicath. [13:45] <Hachi__> Tyraz - I have a woman. Currently she's hospitalized. [13:45] <Hachi__> Tyraz - So it's not a problem with me getting it up, it's a problem with her getting up. [13:47] <Imperios> Lanatonos - ''Oh... captain. I have been studying this ship's technology recently... turns out it has a holographic comunnicator. Anyway, I have deduced the basic location of the Forge now.'' [13:47] <Imperios> Lemmo - Really? [13:47] <Xho> Nu - Hmph. *Turns away from Tyraz to play with some small Kicathian-style dice on the table* [13:47] == OluapPlayer [badab537@gateway/web/freenode/ip.186.218.181.55] has left #illarion [] [13:47] <Imperios> Lemmo's discussions started to draw attention from the rest of the bar's visitors, primarily Tyraz. [13:48] <Hachi__> Tyraz - What are you talking about...thing? [13:48] <Monet> Soredus kept on staring as a wwaitress refilled his tankard. [13:50] <Imperios> The sight of the Zazane leader surprised Lemmo, to the point he nearly dropped his glass. [13:50] <Imperios> Lemmo - Lord Councillor Tyraz? [13:50] <Hachi__> Tyraz - What, you never seen a Zazane before? [13:51] <Imperios> Lemmo - ''I'm... just... surprised. You are one of the Highlords, I mean, and I am just a treasure hunter...' [13:52] <Hachi__> Tyraz - I may not be a Highlord for much longer...So s-speak while I still have a tongue! [13:53] <Xho> *Nu gets and finishes another drink in the same motion* Nu - 48. [13:53] <Imperios> Lemmo - Eh, nothing important, really, nothing that could interest a man of your status... [13:54] <Hachi__> Tyraz slams his drink against the table. [13:54] <Hachi__> Tyraz - Don't judge me by my status! [13:56] <Imperios> Lemmo - Ah, well... [13:56] <Imperios> Lemmo came closer to Tyraz, and whispered to his ear. [13:57] <Imperios> Lemmo - There is an essence machine in this galaxy, and it could save my friend from death. [13:58] <Hachi__> Tyraz - And who is your friend, creature? Some other alien? [13:59] <Imperios> Lemmo - ''My first mate, N'ras. He nearly got killed in a Chosen conflict.'' [14:04] == Xho [5ac811bd@gateway/web/freenode/ip.90.200.17.189] has left #illarion [] [14:05] <Imperios> Lemmo drank yet another glass of the Wranploer beverage. It tasted horrible, but for some reason, he did not want to stop. [14:06] <Imperios> Lemmo - ''Chosen abducted him and now my Caretakers say his body is full of... Kharav-something. [14:07] <Hachi__> Tyraz - And why does this concern me? [14:09] <Imperios> Lemmo - ''Thing is, this Forge can heal such wounds. It controls this "Essence" somehow - and can remove it if needed.'' [14:11] <Imperios> (did you get why should Tyraz be interested, didn't you?) [14:11] <Hachi__> (Yah) [14:11] <Hachi__> Tyraz - Remove Essence...? [14:12] <Imperios> Lemmo - Apparently so. [14:16] <Monet> Soredus was listening intently. After a few more minutes he stood up slowly. [14:23] <Imperios> (dum Hachi speak) [14:25] <Hachi__> Tyraz - And how am I certain that you are not telling simple drunken myths? [14:26] <Imperios> Lemmo - The inhabitants of the Kormacvar ship I own told me. [14:31] <Hachi__> Tyraz - Baha, Kormacvar... [14:33] <Monet> (is it okay forSoredus to butt in?) [14:34] <Imperios> (ыгку) [14:34] <Imperios> (sure) [14:36] <Monet> Soredus - You know Tyraz, there is that starship this guy commands. [14:37] <Hachi__> Tyraz - Kormacvar are dead, what you're seeing is ghosts, boy! [14:41] <Imperios> Lemmo - Correction, Caretakers. [14:43] <Hachi__> Tyraz - I don't care what they are, they're still old! [14:44] <Monet> Soredus - Do you think caretakers make stuff up? [14:45] <Hachi__> Tyraz - You think Caretakers still function properly after millions of years? [14:45] <Imperios> Lemmo - Well, I don't know why were you interested by my business either. [14:47] <Hachi__> Tyraz - Tell me more about this Essence machine and where to find it...? [14:48] <Imperios> Lemmo - Why are you interested anyway? [14:50] <Hachi__> Tyraz - Because...I could uses it...? [14:51] <Monet> Soredus - Highlord are you sure that's a good idea? [14:52] <Monet> Soredus - it could kill you for all we know. [14:53] <Hachi__> Tyraz - Great! At long last! [14:54] <Imperios> Lemmo - ''Well, if you want to know, I believe that it is located somewhere deep within Grox space. My crew is currently calculating exact coordinates.'' [14:55] <Monet> Soredus - I'm not an expert on Zazane culture but having your soul torn out by a machine doesn't sounds like a glorious way to go. [14:55] <Hachi__> Tyraz - There have been countless other times I should've gone! [14:57] <Monet> Soredus - Really? Is death the only thing you're interested in. [14:58] <Monet> Soredus - Look at you. You're an emperor and one of the most powerful political figures in the cluster. You command entire legions, why would you want to give all that up? [14:59] <Hachi__> Tyraz sat back in his seat and thought for a moment, before hiccuping. [15:01] <Monet> Soredus - Then again, according to the Imperium i'm dead already. [15:02] <Hachi__> Tyraz - W-Wait a minute! I know you! [15:02] <Imperios> Lemmo - ''Look, you may want to die, but I want to live, and I think N'ras does too! So please, for the sake of all things sacred, let me continue my search for the Forge without interference.'' [15:03] <Hachi__> Tyraz - Then why discuss it here of all places...? [15:03] <Monet> Soredus was silent for a moment. [15:04] <Monet> Soredus - Uhh.. are you sure you know me? Everyone in Wraith legion is registered dead on imerial records. [15:05] <Hachi__> Tyraz - You look like that o-one guy! You know, from that painting! [15:06] <Monet> Soredus - Uh.. what painting? [15:07] <Hachi__> Tyraz - That one guy...Oniroxis Voxarion? I can't remember his name... [15:08] <Monet> Soredus - uhh, nope. How can I be him. he's been dead for millennia. [15:08] <Hachi__> Tyraz - Haha! No he wasn't! I fought the bastard! [15:09] <Monet> Soredus - Well then wouldn't he try attacking you again if he was here... whatever reason you fought him for? [15:11] <Imperios> (dammit, the RP is derailed) [15:12] <Monet> (sorry, I did not expect this) [15:13] <Monet> Soredus - I thing iwill- I think i'll see waht passes for a hotel room on this ship. [15:13] <Imperios> Lemmo - ''I don't get it, Highlord. Do you want to help me with finding the Forge?'' [15:16] <Hachi__> Tyraz - If you believe this Forge exists, there is no harm in trying to find it for Andromeda. [15:16] <Monet> *soredus backed away and headed out of the bar. Accidentally bumping into an alien who was entering* [15:18] <Imperios> Lemmo - ''I would... appreciate that.'' [15:19] <Monet> (LotG and I could always do a scene with Tyraz visiting Soredus later today) [15:24] <Imperios> Both fearing that alarming a Commonwealth Highlord might be dangerous for him and his search and somewhat inspired by the Zazane leader being at his side, Lemmo bowed to Tyraz... noticing a strange-looking machine on the wall. Wishing to investigate it further, Lemmo removed it from its standing. It was a small camera. More akin to a mechanical eye, it was moving in Lemmo's hand frantically, much to his disgust. More interesting, [15:24] <Imperios> Lemmo - ''Black and purple... living metal thing. What's that?'' [15:25] <Imperios> Somewhere else, in another galaxy, another person laughed. [15:26] <Imperios> ??? - Lord Tyraz, I'm afraid I cannot allow you to do what you want to do.