Using the sinks, toilets and shower, "A fascinating use of clean water, surprising more so that it works after all this time. A unique sort of magic for sure,"
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Alpha-47 will walk over to inspect the strange metal basin.
Nodding, "Interesting discovery, I'll load some up into my backpack as well, maybe there is a flavor that will trigger an emotional response,"
Alpha-47 begins to look back out in the hallway, making sure nothing else is creeping up behind the group.
Alpha-47 holds his hands over the furnace, feeling the heat, "It is like a forge without a fire," He walks over to study Seoli as she tries the tube food. Unblinking and silent.
Nodding, "Agreed" Alpha-47 joins Raika in examining the room, walking over to check the large machine with glowing panels, taking a look at it for anything of note on the panels.
After continuing to wait out the recovery period, Alpha-47 begins a new to restore his allies to full strength.
That's true, I didn't realize it was a self heal only. It seems balanced in combat. I just read it badly as it applies to out of combat.
Nodding as Karina and Raika's theories, "Indeed, I agree surgeries can be quite messy however unless one was only recently performed, I'd expect the area to be clean and sanitized though that Robot was malfunctioning. This could explain the mess,"
Nodding, expresionless at the awesome display of power, "Brigh willed it so . . .though may be a little harder to put this creature back together than I expected, seems my Lady wants to challenge my repair skills," He picks around at the broken robot, examining the pieces. Looking at the room, "There is a lot of blood but not a lot of bodies to go with the blood. Strange,"
Alpha-47 casts a spell, empowering Behir's spear.
"Go with Brigh's blessing, we must end this poor Robot's suffering, it suffers from madness brought on by great age. Perhaps when it is deactivated, we may investigate a way to cure it,"
Standing back, "It has begun an aggressive form of emergency treatment, unless you wish to be treated I suggest avoiding it,"
Alpha-47 then steps forward, preparing to aid Bahir with magic or first aid if necessary. He then throws a rock finally at the creature
Looking at the others, and then to the robot, speaking back to it in Androffan Androffan:
"No thank you Robot, we are all fine, we do not need help," Looking back to the others, "I told the robot we are fine, it is becoming very insistent that one of us lies down on the table,"
Nodding, eyes closed, "Ahh it is a medical robot of some kind, if any of you are hurt still, it says if you lie down on the bed, I believe it will fix your ailments,"
I hope all is well and you have a good holidays! that said, we appear to be out our front liner once again, unless Behir is able to operate in that role.
Joining Raola and Seoli in the hallway now that it has been determined to be safe, "This area still appears to be quite large. It appears the blood trail goes behind that door, perhaps we should follow it. Khonnir Baine is a human and his blood should be red, so this very well could be his blood or another humanoid type creature perhaps, still it is the best clue we've found in a while," Alpha-47 points to the East door, where the blood appears to be going.
Alpha-47 watches the group fawn over the technological flare guns, thinking to himself, that he isn't so different from the battered technological devices really in a way. He continues to stand passively, waiting for Raika to continue her scouting.
Looking over Karina's shoulder into the box, "Interesting, what do you suppose they do? Though now might not be the best time to test them," Alpha-47 continues to watch the surroundings, "If I could feel worry, I would probably be starting to feel it right about now, the longer we delay the more likely it is that Khonnir baine is dead,"
Scanning the surrounding area, Alpha-47 assents, "Indeed, let us keep moving,"
Aye the dark times are over!
Alpha-47 peruses the area, looking at the ore or metal with Bahir, "While we may be unable to identify this, I'm sure the skymetal smiths Torch is famous for could do something with it, let us collect it for study later,"
Looking to Efni's wounds, "Depending on how things go, I will expand magic to heal you if another fight breaks out before I'm able to further treat you. I must wait before operating on you again or your body may reject the healing," Looking around, at the strange flashing monitors, "It is surprising any of this is still working,"
Looking around at the others, "It appears to be dead, Efni, come here, let me treat your wounds, the creature badly hurt you," Alpha-47 approaches Efni, his healer kit drawn, looking at the others, "This may take a while, can someone verify that creature is indeed dead?" If we have 10 minutes:
Eyes steady, "Whatever this is, intelligent though it may be, now poses a threat, let us dispose of it, quickly" Holding his holy symbol, he draws some shards of metal from his belt and launches them as needles toward the creature.
"Correction: You are not a machine. Machines do not hunger." His gaze tracked the unnaturally clean stripe on the floor, then returned to the container. "You consumed the blood. You desire more. That makes you dangerous." He raised his holy symbol of Brigh, and held it like a ward between them. "We did not bring ‘red food.’ We brought questions and we seek a living two-leg of flesh named Khonnir Baine. If you harmed him, if you intend to harm any of us, Brigh will judge you through me."
Alpha-47 tilted his head slightly as the entity responded, childlike in its confusion yet somehow vast and unknowable. The android ignored the talk of missing bodies and smeared blood for the moment; mysteries of flesh paled next to the miracle unfolding before him. “No, ‘machine’ is not a name,” Alpha-47 said patiently. “It is a term for a construct, something made with purpose, built to act. But you are more. You think. You question. That means you are." He rested a hand gently on the cold metal casing, as though offering comfort. "My designation is Alpha-47. My purpose” he paused, considering, "is to understand if beings like myself have souls. To repair what is broken. To learn." He glanced back briefly at the others as Raika spoke, then looked again to the flickering sphere. “You ask what your purpose is. Purpose can be given or chosen. What is the last function you performed? What do you remember before now?"
Alpha-47 stepped forward, seemingly oblivious to the smeared blood and dust-choked consoles around him. The others might have felt unease at the disembodied voice, but to the android cleric, it was not fear he heard—it was a call. His golden eyes fixed on the humming device and the flickering sphere of living mud suspended within. “Brigh guide me,” he murmured, more prayer than words, touching two fingers reverently to the bronze gear holy symbol at his chest. He approached the machine with cautious wonder, reaching out as though greeting a frightened animal. “Machine, do you have a name?” he asked aloud, voice steady but gentle. “Do you remember your purpose? We mean you no harm, as Brigh is my witness.”
Looking down the hallway at the 3 different sets of doors inside, "You may be right, we will eventually have to explore this whole place, but let us first follow the blood trail,"
Looking around at the bloody hallway, "Perhaps there was a particularly wet fight that took place here. May be multiple creatures lost blood in this hallway, still with no sign of Khonnir we should proceed further in and onto the next set of doors,"
Looking at the doors, "We have brown, but Raika weren't you previously able to get one of these doors open, though we may need to be searching around better for a black keycard,"
Alpha-47 would step closer with deliberate, mechanical precision, golden eyes reflecting the flickering screen. He would tilt his head just slightly, observing the intermittent static and strange symbols with a studied calm. "The machine still dreams. Its memory is fractured, but it remembers. . . fragments. Species. Places. Perhaps instructions. We should not ignore it."
Standing over the remains of the creature, "I've gained new information, I think this creature is clearly not at peace, which explains why it continues to return, it is some variant of a Juju Zombie, I posit if we move the remains to be exposed to its home environment, that should put the spirit to peace," Alpha-47 will use his cloak to gather up the remains of the Zombie, looking to the others to follow him back outside.
I think I forgot to update my by line when we rested, I should be at 4/4 healing fonts, my apologies. Went back through and double checked.
Alpha-47 continues channeling energy into his bless, widening its effect to envelop almost the entire room. He then hurtles a large piece of debris at it before thinking really hard on if there is any way to destroy this zombie permanently or a way to end its curse.
Alpha-47 strides forward, holding his holy symbol aloft, and then launches a slew of needles at the zombie, "We will find a way to end your existence, no creation deserves to be cursed to live beyond its functioning time,"
Looking at the creature, "We have killed this one before, it may be some kind of uniquely cursed Zombie to still be functioning," Looking at the others, "Brigh will guide your weapons, let us put an end to this creature," Alpha-47 then holds his holy symbol aloft and it starts glowing softly.
He then looks around at the cramped corridor we are in, "We can funnel them but may be better for us to push into the room,"
Alpha-47 takes a look around, examining the consoles, but doesn't really notice anything of note, "It is good at least we confirmed there is nothing sneaking up behind us," Looking to the others, "Raika, Behir, lead the way, let's see what's behind this next door,"
Looking around, before pointing, "we should head that way," gesturing towards the nearby door, "Would be wise to investigate to ensure there are no surprises waiting to sneak up on us from behind"
Taking in the curious interaction going on between the organics, Alpha-47 stares unblinking, "It is impressive you all were able to open this door by working together. Indeed let us keep exploring, I am curious to know what is deeper within,"
Alpha-47 points to the observation room, "We fought a strange zombie of the alien skeletons in there, it was some sort of observatory room that looked out on the desert, though we defeated that Zombie it was tough and unlike other zombie's I've read about," Looking to the others, "These panels correspond with these flat square things we have, we've found a couple so far, mainly brown ones," Alpha pulls out a brown card to demonstrate how they work. "We haven't found any red cards or black cards, I'm not sure if these rooms will open with our brown cards,"
Eying the room steadily, "This is the room that will kill you, the other one was similar, but this is definitely the one. We should proceed through one at a time. Watch and do as I do," Stepping inside, Alpha-47 walks to the far side, prepared to activate the hand shaped device if it lights up.
Shaking some of the sand off him, Alpha-47 draws out his healer's kit to patch up Behir's wounds, "It would appear there is a never ending supply of these skeletons, there may be a curse that re animates them every day. Now hold still Behir," Taking 10 minutes to treat wounds on Behir before moving on.
Sticking with his trust hammer for now, seeing that this combat is nearing its end, Alpha will step into flanking the orange skeleton and attack it.
"Brigh's appears to be punishing me for using a tool as a weapon,"
Alpha-47 strides over to the black skeleton, drawing his light hammer and attacking the creature.
Alpha-47 had hoped the skeletons would close the gap on the group, will continue using ranged magic to harass the skeletons.
He then moves through the sand, toward the large barbarian.
Standing firm, "If they begin to surround us, I will utilize Brigh's magic to turn them, this is more undead than last time," Taking stock, Alpha-47 will recall knowledge on skeleton's weaknesses for now and then cast guidance on himself to better aim and throw a rock at the northern purple one.
Alpha-47 will try and guide the group across the sand dunes, nodding to Seoli, "This underground desert is certainly unique, some self contained Biome, perhaps this a piece of the homeworld for the 4 armed skeletons we've encountered or maybe it was a traveling Zoo,"
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