Ashmerain studies the assembled crowds. There had to be at least a few competent adventurers among this rabble. Goblin riding a pig…no, that won’t do. That group of elves…no, they seem to large already. His eyes fall on the group with the human, the nephilim, the giantborn, and the lizardfolk. Interesting. Seems promising. A tall human man strides towards the group, unarmored with two swords sheathed on his back. He wears simple clothing, and tattoos of intricately detailed lines run from his temples down to his hands. He nods, ”My greetings. I am Ashmerain, a disciple of the Way of the Unbound Blade. It seems as if you lack a warrior who’s mind is as sharp a weapon as their blade. Now, you have one.”
Wait, perhaps I should have made myself a bit clearer. You will help us. The full might of the Azlanti Star Empire is behind us and you will rue the day you ran afoul of us. So I will ask again, this time bear what I have just said well in mind. We would wish to utilise your talents. Will you provide them? Intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
Ashmerain opens up a commlink to Borak and says in a calm but intensely sinister tone, "Borak, you may not be used to getting your hands dirty, but those bats pose a threat to our mission, and if our mission in compromised on account of a few bats, then Lissala herself will flay the skin off of your back! Now for the love of the Imperator shoot better!" Demand (Intimidate): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Ashmerain takes up Borak's offer to play King-Is-Dead several times. He often utilises obscure strategies, his favourites being the Ammelon Gambit and the Seven Mighty Fists of Hrukka. However, he declines of offer of the liquor. While he can hold his own in discussions of history and warfare, he is able to soundly outmatch Lord Borak in discussions of theology. Ashmerain sets up his room in one of the crew quarters. He assembles a small shrine to Lisalla in one corner. His prayers to Lisalla often keep whoever is in the cabin next to him awake late at night, and are often a rude awakening in the morning. Once or twice, the morning prayers are replaced by what seem to be meows coming from his telescreen along with Ashmerain talking in a somewhat adoring tone.
Ashmerain smiles slightly before clearing his throat and saying, "Lord Borak, you need not be so hasty in your judgment of my standing. Despite my position in the clergy, I am not required to side with nobility. I believe I have a plan that we all can agree to. We first recruit Vic73R, as Lord Borak suggests. We then use his talent for rabble rousing and sowing civil unrest to provoke riots among the Akitonian miners. We recruit the union leader to direct them, and use the promise of easy minerals to recruit Sori. With Sori secured, we go to Varangot and secure her loyalty with the promise of a steady supply of ships. Once we have them under our control, we can topple or conquer the Sons of Lao Shu Po and any other businesses, likely with pressure from the pirates. We then go to Contemplative and get his kind sympathetic to our cause. Once Akiton has come under our control, we move on Absalom station. How does that plan sound?"
Ashmerain clears his throat before saying, Let us first speak with these smugglers. If we are to infiltrate, our primary goal should be to stealthily traverse the Pact Worlds. Once we have gained the loyalty of criminal groups, Akiton seems like an ideal target as Lord Borak suggests. The desperate souls there shall make excellent pawns for the Empire. Once those elements are secured we can move on Absalom Station.Akiton can provide the raw power at the smugglers can keep us supplied should a siege be necessary."
A tall man dressed in the green and gold robes of a Lisallan priest strides into the room. His violet eyes cut like daggers and a feeling of authority surrounds him. He says in a stern voice, "My apologies. The sermon ran longer than expected. I am Ashmerain, follower of the Way of Pride, and servant of Lisalla." |