HeartOfFerria

Soooooo. I think two weeks has been enough time to wait. I myself cannot proceed. So I ask. Are we cancelling thr game?

Solomond Continued his broadcast to his comrads. “Another update on the station. Regretably i have discovered that the entire station is just an outer shell for his vessel. The real ship is locked in the center of all this hustle and bustle. His ships name is the Blue Wren its a large blue combat cruser with mining and scrapping arms attached to it. I think you may want to meet up with Eclaire and Jake, I have reason to beleive that the Rose’s Grace is a sort of secret entrance to that ship bay. However Im still looking into the schematics for the station beyond that point. If you do pass through the unknown point, be aware that I will no longer be able to assist you.”

“Rodger that Volunteer.” Solomond replied. There is the warehouse Adamina found. By the time the three of you get there I should be set to disarm the building. And there is the Rose’s Envy. Eclaireand Jake are there as we speak and they may be onto something. Im begging to fear that force may be our only way to get proper information. Oh, and I wanted to update you on something I found about thr station! Be careful but the station iteself might be Captain Greyhawks Ship. Ill keep looking for more info.”

Adamina wouldnt actually know at this current point in time. She would need a day to check over its body.

The flayer reeled back in pain as the daggers immbedded themselves into its flesh. Its tentacles flailing about, but instead of retaliating against Tibarn and Adamina, the creature turned towards Daniels again, once more trying to gorge itself on his psychic essence. However it stopped short of Daniel after being struck by the psychic attack. Seemingly paralyzed. Seemingly. Black blood continued to ooze from the creatures back. Out of the corner of everyones eyes it was clear that it may not be wise to stay. Eva and the other bartender were running to the back and the bouncers were approching the ring that formed during the small fight.

The flayer raised about 4 tentacles in Adamina’s direction, it was clearly acting hostile but had little time to react to its prey’s movement. Daniel’s swift actions sent it off balance and slamming right into the staff. The way it fell cause a large amount of the creature to torn from its body, however it didnt seem ready to qut. It very slowly got back up and raised its tentacles again towards the two of them. Revealing its toothy maw. The screech hit everybody paychically. It was too weak to cause damage though. Its as if the Flayer was only acting on survival instict. It was fight or flight.

lets see how he deals with this one

The screeching no, but everything else, yes My apologies, ill clear that up

@Serpents Envy Eva had gone over to the newly seated loft, seemingly done with Tibarn. She awaited her order until Daniel began to get her attention, thats when she locked eyes with him and she swayed a bit, almost about to fall but she caught herself. She looked rather confused by what happened. However this confusion would turn to horror in a moment as Daniel would soon hear a horrifying clicking noise before a slimy tentacle rested on his shoulder, the noise escalated into what appeared to be a screech that reverberated in his mind. he realized that the flayer was drawing closer to his head. It was actually attempting to consume him, right here, in the middle of the bar. Its tentacles grasping at his head and neck. The flayer drew closer and prepared to hungerly lobotomize the psyker. @Rose’s Grace As Jake looked at the map he noticed something was a miss about it, as if it was cut off at incorrect angles to seemingly hide parts of the building from him. For a shady place like this it wasnt unusual. Just uncommon.

@Vaude Solomond patiently continued to work through what security systems he could. “I am definitly not the man for this job.” He grumbles as he watches over everyones comms, feeding them information. “This may take me about 4 hours... lets hope we get another lead before then, Id rather not have you guys go into this place... even if it is our best bet.” @Mystic and Scrap Eva gets to work on the mojito. Her eyes every now and then going to Daniel’s drink, noticing he wasnt drinking it. She seemed concerned. “Yeah, The place is fine, its good money, you get respect, overall its a pretty nice gig, what of it? Looking for a job? I doubt the boss would hire you...” As Daniel peers into his drink he can see that it is slightly discolored. @Saber Lily “Not always, just is right now.” He replies “should be free this evening if you plan to return”

Ill wait till then. I decided Ill post after three of you do so.

@Mystics Apprentice She keeps her arms crossed, staring at him through her reptilian eyes “its Eva. Can I get you anything? If not I will have to ask you to leave. This bar is for paying customers only” she growls. The Yian Ti seemed to be unwilling to relax. Her job appeared to come first. She appeared Loyal. @Vaude “Id say wait for the others to come back you up or if your feeling brave, go for thr air vent. But remember that once you’re in I think I may lose contact with you. Its a dangerous mission but I will respect your judgment. @Saber Lily and Thundaga The human seemed to relax upon the customer’s explination, he nods and backs up from the two but not before answering Eclaire’s question. “Our most popular is Vala, the Syndri* she is currently unavaliable however...” *Syndri are basicaly Tieflings and Assimar. Which are half demonic humans and half angelic humans respectivly however I decided to bundle them together into just two subtypes of the same race here. Ill provide and example of each

“Adamina hold on! Where are you going!” Solomond exclaimed, making it clear he was tracking his allies comms. “I havent checked throught the suites yet. They are all under heavy lock to get through to their cameras.” He failed to mention to thr loft what he was doing, deciding to just get to work.

@Mystic Apprentice and ScrapMaster The Yian-Ti at the bar sighs, looking at the Flayer once more, before pouring a whiskey for Daniel ban then turning to Tibarn. "Whose asking?" she crossed her arms. Her skin was tanned and her eyes were orange and reptilian. Her hair was long and pitch black, her silken clothes shined with a deep purple. @Endless Thundaga The Human glares at you "Oi! Get outta here!" He reached for the club at his side. He didn't look too willing to use it, but brandished it none the less. it was his job after all, to keep out trespassers

@Endless Thundaga Jake simply watches as he sees not someone come out but Eclaire walk in. @Saber Lily The interior of the backroomappears to be a long hallway, full of many of the rooms. The figure who let Eclaire in looked at her. He wasnt anything to powerful, a simple human. Only a club at his side for when things got bad but it was clear that it had no seen no use whatsoever. He folded his arms as he looked at her. “Well, what are you lookin for? Anything special miss?” He was treating her like a customer.

@Mystic The Yian-Ti raised an eyebrow at the new figure who had approached her. “Looking for a drink then, Ti?” She seemed mildly bothered by this and looked back over at the Flayer tracking where its eyes were looking. @Thundaga The Rose’s Grace was a large two to three stroy complex that spanned the station, it was indeed a Brothel and was filled with moatly male patrons,the place appeared to be run, from first glance, by a older human woman who was reading the space station’s new slate from behind a small desk. She was seem happily conversing with almost all the patrons and kindly taking her payment. As Jake sits there he sees a hooded figure walk in, motion to the old woman and he hears from behind the hood “the usual please. Thank you dear” before entering the backroom.

As long as I havent posted a line for them or they arent in my scene they are fair game. However, Im going to control the characters in this scene.

As Daniel stepped into the building he immediatly could feel the Flayer tracking his movements, as if it were recognizing his psychic aptitude. It continued playing but it was always fixed on him as if tranced. Which was unsual for a flayer. They dont normally act in such a way. Actually, Daniel began to notice something very off about the being. As if... it was mindless. He heard nothing from it just pure silence almost like there was no link at all. Tibarn noticed the Yian-Ti behind the bar look over at the flayer, then lean in and whisper something to the hooded figure. The figured then swiftly walked away from their barstool and past the Craag who let them by.

Very well, concerning Daniels psychic abilities Im going to say you could unlock a new one every other arc starting next arc if this keeps going. That way you dont gain everything too fast.

I actually caught on rather quickly, Im suprised you didnt chose this sooner, I shall ask you to not go as far as the elemental abilities as I feel that could be vastly stronger than just psychic abilities

it could serve as a guide to later chapters if someone is making a character.

^~^ I thought it would be intereting to add them, I did modify them a bit so they may have some different abilities

As Tibarn entered the bar he quickly took note of why it was called the serpents envy. The beautiful figures of the snake-like folk known as Yian-Ti* were everywhere, male and female. The place appeared to be run by all the Yian-Ti on the space station. It seemed more like a club at this point. There were dancers, muscians, and many many patrons. However Tibarn wasnt here to primarily enjoy the pleasentries in life, he was here to gather information. The location was too loud and bustling to listen for the info however that didnt matter when there were several noticably shady figures. One of the musicians was a Flayer*, a sort of big brained squid headed psychic humanoid who held innate paychic power. Its dark blood red eyes were calculatedly darting about as it played the electronic piano. They were know to be psychically sensitive and feed off the very essence of psychic energies... the brain. In the back, seemingly guarding a door, was a large greyish tattooed figured almost viking in appearance if not for the small handgun strapped to its side. It was a Craag*, a 6-7 foot tall race of hulking muscle, most arent too intelligent but they make excellent guards. it watched carefully, resting in its hands was a large hammer. Lastly, the Yian-ti at the bar, they continued whispering to one of the patrons, specifically one in a thick hood, the one they were speaking to had no noticable features due to the hood keeping them hidden at a distance. (*will represent a race I need to find an image for but will post soon after to provide context. Also I personally beleive this place is blaring music like “Russian” from Caravan Palace)

Cool. Also I was thinking of keeping an index of all the alien species you encounter, your thoughts?

Im going to also wait for each of you so I may do one large response post.