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Sovokolok-Asnari nods but gives Serrarra a look as she mentions his real name in the presence of the boy. "The burns will heal. You have my gratitude." he then looks into his own supply pocket and takes a similar syringe and injects himself.
Breathing deeply he then kneels down onto both knees and begins to chant slowly. "Ommmmmm. Ommmmm"
Sovokolok-Asnari watches as the two creatures of energy take form in front of them. He shrugs at the warning from Serrarra and rushes to meet the challenge head on. "For VESKARIUM!" you watch as the mote orbiting his head spins even faster and disaapears for all but less than a second in that moment you watch as a golden force seemingly extends the claws of Sovokolok-Asnari's right hand into a foot long weapon of golden energy.
Sovolok-Asnari turns to the ysoki. "Your early beginnings look to be nothing more than luck on your side, ysoki. When we are done with you in this game it will be a fine moment hearing the bones of these vesk whelps crack. Maybe we should extend the treatment to you as well for simple fact of your insolence!" a deep hiss follows the last part of the sentence.
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Sovoklok-Asnari keeps his firearm as they enter the establishment. Having kept quiet all this time looks down at the ysoki and then his eyes flash towards the two Veskarium who move towards the others at the beckoning of the little ratwoman. He shoves the prattling lashunta back lets out a a guttural hiss that anyone can translate by the vesk's body language as 'Back Down or Die'.
He nods at the android. "Did you think they would send us something else? Let us see if this creature is an opponent of any worth." He moves to the middle of the arena armed only with his claws and the black mote that orbits his head. Raising his arms he keeps his eyes centered on the Crest Eater "SILENCE! I am DAMORO THE DEATHDEALER! Is this creature the best that is offered as first sacrifice! Witness what is done and then you will speak my name in whispers only!
Sovokolok-Asnari eyes the android named Line-04 with disdain at the mockery of his name. "I do not see the humour in your contempt for that which I have earned to be named. Your...culture is one that I fail to understand. There is no commonality among you. Yet your existence still thrives somehow. I will need to study you longer. But I do not answer by anything other than my bloodname." Turning to the lashunta how has given herself the name Sister Skullcrusher. "I do not need a new identity. I cannot be anything but what I am now. Name me First Walker. Warrior of Veskarium. Eater of the weak. Champion of the Pits. Create this in your files. If you need evidence I can rip the head of an enemy off and you can attach it to my file?" Sovokolok-Asnari says this with all seriousness and waits for Serrena to respond if he should scour the streets looking anyone willing to challenge him.
A tall towering vesk enters the room. "For the Glory of Veskarium!" he announces and then wrinkles his nose at the smell coming from each you. He is a towering vesk and gives you a low guttural hiss when his eyes fall upon you. You watch as a black mote orbits his head. "I am Sovokolok-Asnari. I can taste each of your fear. I will see how worthy you are. There are worlds still out there that must prove their worth that is why I have come. I will be the First Walker of these worlds to see what value they hold for Veskarium and the Society."
Hearing them mention of gladiator games, "It seems you will need me then. I do not see most of you that look the part of worthy combatants in a field of battle. Give me more details. the ship we choose should have the best array of firepower. This will send fear into the souls of any that would think to challenge us!"
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Here are my boons for this scenario: Ally: None
"You have all shown yourselves to be of greater skill and use than otherwise thought. IF we are to see one another again than you will hear no objection from me. May the stars show us the truth. For Veskarium! And the Society." The last words seem to come out more as a formality. He salutes you all and heads for his room
Sovokolok-Asnari is unfazed at the wailing of the children more interested in what this Butters is. "Myriad see what rudimentary trap these whelps have set upon the door. I trust your eyes better than any here. Why are these whelps still here? We should send them back to the ysoki. She will have a fitting punishment waiting for them."
Never one to trust whelps he eyes them confident they are hiding something. "Speak WHELPS. Your tongue may be frozen but your eyes tell all that is needed to know. You hide something. If you would rather we can leave you here to face whatever causes you hide in the shadows. Maybe its teeth are scarier than mine.
Sovokolok-Asnari groans as once again he see more whelps creating dysfunction. "Why do your races not contain your young to a proper nesting chamber?! They will be the end of every station if you let them run a muck. Let us find them." Sovokolok-Asnari wastes no time and heads off towards the location of the children.
@Telwyn And all suits of armor of level 1 or higher automatically have a comm unit built into them. That little gem is buried on page 430, under the section on planetary communication. Which means that since there's no reason not to have armor, everyone should have at least a 15 foot flashlight on them at all times. IMO, it's still worth getting a lantern or flashlight because they produce more light overall and they only cost 1 credit. Thanks Brez I never knew this! Great piece of information. This really should be under the armor section as well.
Sovokolok-Asnari turns on the light from his comm unit attaches it to front of his shoulder and moves up to Telwyn. "Myriad come. Tell us if you can do the repairs from here or do we need to journey further down these tunnels? As soon as this is done I can rid myself of these meaningless tasks and find true purpose among the stars."
Sovokolok-Asnari looks at the courier and dismisses him with a menacing glare. "Do what you will with the trinkets they have no value to me. I will head for my quarters and rest until we leave tomorrow." With that the vesk leaves and upon reaching his room mounts the limited edition copy on his rather empty wall. He stares at it for a bit and then nods approvingly. "The first of many...For veskarium!" he says to himself.
Sovokolok-Asnari now in the store gives a guttural hiss as he purchases an extra copy for himself. He hates the sounds but he is a xenoseeker and knows that it is important to understand culture...even starpop culture. As he is trampled coming out of the store he gains more respect for this mob "I shall mount this record and remember the mental pains it took to attain it. Now MOVE FROM ME whelps!"
Sovokolok-Asnari takes a moment to seal up any tears in his second skin suit being completely quiet about the fight that just occurred. He remains this way even after they reach the mall and are foced the mobs of young whelps. With grim determination he makes for the back of the line but stops when he sees the others planning on how to move to the front.
On the way to the warehouse Sovokolok-Asnari finally comments as the group of them make for the warehouse. "Jesting is best left to those other races that understand this thing called humour. As a veskarium you should know this..." he leaves it at that as the warehouse comes into view. "It has a taste for veskarium so let me lead. We shall see how it fares against an opponent who has not turned into a sloth by deceiving and stealing from others." Sovokolok-Asnari enters the dark warehouse and continues moving ahead.
Sovokolok-Asnari does not even look down at the decapitated body as it drops to the floor. Taking the matron with him he brings her back to the others. "You are safe and unharmed. Let us move along after removing the belongings of these men. A new life has been created for you. I doubt you will ever find trouble again." he walks back to the body and moves off to the side away from the view of any unsuspecting passerby. When he gets back to the others he shows no remorse on his face for what occurred and when asked if it was necessary he says matter-of-factly, "I had one purpose there. Save the matron. His death means her safety. That is all that concerns me."
Sovokolok-Asnari barely even winces when he is hit by the energy pulse. Ignoring the gangers hiding in the trees he charges straight for the ganger holding Ceren. "" a deep loud hiss erupts from Sovokolok-Asnari's echoing throughout the park. "The matron and the whelp are no longer your concern. It should be US!"
Demoralize:
As a standard action, you can use Intimidate to cause a creature within 30 feet of you to become shaken for a number of rounds. This is a sense-dependent ability. The DC of this check is equal to either 10 + your opponent’s total Intimidate skill bonus, or 15 + 1-1/2 × the opponent’s CR, whichever is greater. If you succeed, the target is shaken for 1 round. The duration increases by 1 round for every 5 by which the result of your check exceeds the DC. As he moves closer to the ganger across the bridge the mote surrounding his head darkens to the deepest black you have ever seen. In that moment an energy manifests over his right hand and from it you see five dark, foreboding claws stretch out of his hand.
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