"Please. Does Handsome have earwax?"
"Huh? Wut?? Did someone say something? I didn't hear it...." says Handsome with little bits of cork lids clearly visible in his teeth.
"Okay, vault of tales it is! Why can't it be a gobbam vault of unending piles of gold instead? Ah well. Who knows, if it's a vault, maybe there will be some valuables... Maybe tales is a euphemism for overloaded cred sticks?"
"That shiny yellow metal with a low melting point? We use it to teach kids wax casting.... look , never mind. If this thing is half as bad as we think it is and they get ahold of it, your credits won't be worth anything. So yes, we're going to the vault, no, they're probably not going to pay us, but the starfinder society MIGHT if there's any interesting sociological story here. "
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"Good enough for me. We get to take one of these walking translators with us?"
"Well, I'm a walking translator for the next 24 hours. "
He bows and presents the matriarch with a datapad
"And we can call for help as needed. I'm a little low on spells but I have the big whammies if we want to head out today. Every second they're ahead of us could be disaster. "
Fires up his own datapad and starts face timing, though he keeps his muzzle way too close to the screen
"Nice" He says taking one and opening the bottle before taking a swig.' much better"
he listens and shakes his head."Valuables are not always cred sticks or currency. Information can be far more valuable then you might think. As for the race against time, I would believe you Justin outta us all would have more faith, We'll go do a bit of research get the info then head out to kill some cultists. While discovering some cool things along the way!"
I would believe you Justin outta us all would have more faith[/b]
"Yeah no... I learned how to do what I do by getting shot out of an airlock by one of fitches kids. So I didn't have faith in higher beings, one of them had faith in me. Or at least a passing curiosity. "
"Potato, Tomato same thing right. I mean we'll get them honestly do you doubt are capabilities?"
"Potato, Tomato same thing right. I mean we'll get them honestly do you doubt are capabilities?"
"as far as racing these people places we're zero for 2 and they have a lead on round 3 "
"Eh, we'll find a way, I mean we have a pirate as a captain, Also I cheat to win!"he says puffing away at his cigarette.
"Besides maybe the cultists, in their arrogance and senseless need to slay all who are around them forgot the first rule of exploration!..Exploring and deciphering. As well as when dealing with indigenous people Diplomacy! So relax, and if you can't take a nip of hi-Cs' booze it'll relax ya" Xavier says looking at the people.
"I bet these people know how to celebrate, probably a feast with dancing and chants, maybe strong boose and well passionate drinking romps in the hay until morning..ah the life of an explorer."
"The Vault of Tales is one of the many blessed areas within the Temple Found. It is a vast collection of our ancestors’ wisdom, held within sacred crystals. I sometimes used to visit the Vault when I had deep, unanswered questions. Though there is much about the words I don’t understand, I always come away from the Vault of Tales with some guidance. That is why the Temple Found should be free for all to visit.” Tzayl says with reverence. "It makes sense that only a god could allow metal clouds to fly so freely through the stars..." she looks at her tea dregs thoughtfully.
" Clickity clacking clackity clicking Clickity clacking clackity clicking. Clickity clacking clackity clicking Clickity clacking clackity clicking Clickity clacking clackity clicking. Clickity clacking clackity clicking Clickity clacking clackity clicking Clickity clacking clackity clicking. Clickity clacking clackity clicking Clickity clacking clackity clicking." Tzayl says with reverence. " Clickity clacking clackity clicking" Clickity clacking clackity clicking..." she looks at her tea dregs thoughtfully.
"clackclickclackclickety clack clickclackclackclickclackclickety clack clickclackclackclickclackclickety clack clickclackclackclickclackclickety clack clickclack?"
Handsome pulls out a bottle of rum and drinks while looking over Hi-C's shoulder, watching him lose game after game after game after game...
glancing over."Wow C, you are bad at this!"
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"Hi-C that's it!" Dreamz suddenly paused in calculation while her circuits flashed. Once finished, the android turned her camera on herself in a burst of excitement. "Ford! We can make branded app games! We just need some visuals and the framework for 3 games, then we can leave a VI to update them based on addiction rates of the latest market trends. Based on my calculations we should easily make enough to start producing physical merchandise without an out of pocket investment. OH! And we could make one a crew dating sim to delete two glitches with one neural switch." Turning the camera back to the diplomatic exchanges, the android began furiously manipulating the hardlight displays of her rig.
"Incident at Absalom Station, Dog Hunters: Jungle, and Splintered Romance on the Planet of the Dead."
"That's what I was calculating. And we can sell new dogs, maps, and equipment for ridiculous prices! "
"Why the dog hate, seriously"
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Despite not breathing, the Android sighed deeply, her circuits making a slow, singular pulse around her body. With a few flicks of her fingers, Dreamz brought up an additional holovid screen to display some of the various anti-dog propaganda Handsome and her had created. "Because 'Man's best friend' is a well known human conspiracy. Just read up on it." With another flick she sent reading material to Rover's datapad. It is a mixture of collected goblin rantings, papers on goblin cultural issues with dogs, and data Dreamz has collected on the various 4 legged monsters they have battled so far.
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““One of the many blessed areas within the Temple Found. It is a vast collection of our ancestors’ wisdom, held within sacred crystals. I sometimes used to visit the Vault when I had deep, unanswered questions. " she pauses, contemplating her next words," Though there is much about the words I don’t understand, I always come away from the Vault of Tales with some guidance. That is why the Temple Found should be free for all to visit, but Huntsmaster Xavra has seen to it no one may enter. Hh and their are several holes dug outside." she says pointing towards the door.
" Clack clack click clack clickity clackity, Clack clack click clack clickity clackity. Clack clack click clack clickity clackity." she pauses, contemplating her next words, " Clack clack click clack clickity clackity Clack clack click clack clickity clackity Clack clack click clack clickity clackity Clack clack click clack clickity clackity. Clack clack click clack clickity clackity Clack clack click clack clickity clackity. Clack clack click clack clickity clackity Clack clack click clack clickity clackity Clack clack click clack clickity clackity Clack clack click clack clickity clackity." she says pointing towards the door.
Several of the gathered Kish make what could only be a giggle-clacking sound.
"Apparently we need TWO elders permissions to visit, there's a huntmaster Xavra we need to see too. "
I guess this primitive society is still advanced enough to have invented red table and bureaucracy. It's all dogs and downhill from here on, I tell ya!
"Not true bureaucracy means loopholes and corruption! I mean...yeah Downhill." he says filing away the given material as Dog Hate Crazy Conspiracy Theories
"Clack click click clack Clack click click clack. Clack click click clack Clack click click clack ;Clack click click clack. Clack click click clack Clack click click clack.” she says before adding,“Clack click click Clack click click Clack click click. Clack click click. Clack click click Clack click click Clack click click Clack click click. Clack click click Clack click click Clack click click. Clack click click Clack click click Clack click click Clack click click."
many of the Kish nod solemnly.
"They've gone all games of Aoen thrones over the temple apparently. The huntmaster has occupied it and won't let anyone in. Including the other kish. So, do we want to head over shooting, try to convince him we're angels, sneak in, or do you have another idea? "
“The doors are shut from within and can be opened only if Xavra allows it.” She thinks for a moment. “But I have heard the voices of our ancestors speak of another way in. Perhaps if you were to listen to them, you might benefit from their insights. But first you must prove yourself worthy enough to hear those voices yourself.”
"They've gone all games of Aoen thrones over the temple apparently."
"So, do we want to head over shooting, try to convince him we're angels, sneak in, or do you have another idea?"
Handsome again throws his arms up celebratorily and yells, "Woooohooo!! I'm a SKY ANGEL!!! Bahahaha!"
After another momentary fit of laughter, Handsome says, "Convincing people that I am what I'm not *ahem* an angel *ahem* and that they do what they shouldn't *ahem* lemme into yer vault and gimme all ya valuables *ahem* is my specialty! I say we do that!
"But just so we're on the same page here, we keep the killin of these primitive folk errrr... prolk? Or whatever they're called... We keep the killin of these prolk to a minimum, yah? A monopoly on processed food sales is meaningless if our consumers are deceased, agreed?"
"To get inside we need to prove ourselves worthy of hearing the ancestors, who will hopefully show us the back door in. "
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"Us worthy! Wow, um are you sure? I mean" He pauses looking around."I mean is there a way to cheat?"
"To get inside we need to prove ourselves worthy of hearing the ancestors, who will hopefully show us the back door in. "
Handsome turns to face the 'prolk' that Justin had been talking to, smiles warmly, bows and says in every language that he knows (he currently knows 9), "Handsome Gob, at your service! We haven't yet been formally introduced but my comrades and I are worthy and will do you proud. Rest assured, we take the lives of your people and the fate of the universe very, very seriously. Shall we proceed with listening to these ancestors?"
"There are only two places the ancestors speak their wisdom and blessings. These ceremonies are sacred to Kish, but fewer and fewer seek their wisdom of late. Perhaps" she muses," if Xavra and his warriors had been more devote, they wouldn't have been so quick to break away from tradition. I see know problem with you enacting these rites; You may even come to understand us better."
"The House of Renewal is one such place; A place of healing or silence, depending on the Kish that pilgrimage there. Many go there when they are ill, physically or spiritually, and step into the chamber at the center of the building. If the ancestors judge the kish’s heart to be true, she emerges healed, sometimes even healthier than before. Otherwise, the pilgrim is never seen again." many of the surrounding audience make hushes sounds at this detail, and some clutch their loved ones closer, " I have heard rumors that a corruption has occurred there recently however, I would advise caution."
"Your other option would be Maze of Ghosts, but fear not, it is not a frightening place. It is where our vision of the Ancestors is strongest; Kish who want to feel a deep connection to the cities history meditate within. If the visitors intentions are not pure then the ancestors will not show themselves." she finishes.
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Justin facepalms hard hearing those words
"There's a house of Renewal that can heal the afflicted, but you have to have a true heart or bad things happen. It also seems to have gone... worse recently. There's another place called the maze of ghosts, which isn't supposed to be as scary as it sounds. If your intentions aren't pure the ancestors won't show themselves so... we'll probably have to split up. In a haunted house. "
"I don't suppose they could define 'true heart' or 'pure intentions'? Also do you get the vibe these are actual cursed places or do they just not understand technology and radiation?"
"I don't suppose they could define 'true heart' or 'pure intentions'? Also do you get the vibe these are actual cursed places or do they just not understand technology and radiation?"
"Not to an android. I put the odds of either hypothesis around 50 50. "
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"I don't see a problem here. I've got both a true heart and pure intentions! My heart isn't fake, it's not mechanical, it's the original, true heart I was born with! And my intentions are purely profit driven. So there we go! We're good either way, amirite?!?!?!"
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"I don't see a problem here. I've got both a true heart and pure intentions! My heart isn't fake, it's not mechanical, it's the original, true heart I was born with! And my intentions are purely profit driven. So there we go! We're good either way, amirite?!?!?!"
Is that the heart currently in your chest or in the pickle jar in your backpack?
"Wait if it's in a pickle jar, that means there were pickles! Are you holding out food rations on us Captian?" he asks as he then blinks and chuckles.
"Pure intentions mean no malice or avarice. True heart means similarly but could be more personalized, or possibly more focused on the individual.Not sure without more context"
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Is that the heart currently in your chest or in the pickle jar in your backpack?
"Chest of course! I don't have enough creds yet for that biotech heart but once I do, this original ticker here is goin into that jar!!!" replies Handsome has he thumps his chest where his heart is.
"Pure intentions mean no malice or avarice."
"Well gobbammit! Okay, guard duty it is."
“You seem friendlier than our previous visitors, and this area of the city has more space than we can currently use. If you can find a clean room, you are welcome to use it for as long as you like. And if you can help to heal the damage done to our people by those other outsiders, I will gladly offer you the blessings of the Storyteller to heal your wounds and cure your afflictions.” she says standing and raising her hands to dismiss the congregation." I will remain here if you have further questions, but the others must return to their duties."