< @High_Adept_Zeth > ~BEFORE CRAFTING~ Vuulpaas looked up at Max, thought for a moment, and then shook his head. "I cannot agree to those terms." he says bluntly. "I will happily give you first dibs on the most choice equipment I can find, given your adventurous persuasion. But I cannot travel with you, nor can I give you 'exclusive rights.'" he pauses. "Because this isn't about the money." He takes time to looks at the ceiling. "There are people all around this place, on all levels. Some have been able to make it to sorts of cities or other towns. And then there are some who cannot. Perhaps they have taken it upon themselves to farm. Perhaps they are simply unable to escape the insane and the monsters. I work as scavenger, merchant, and trader. I will bring weapons to farmers, food to others, and then bring items I find to the cities to sell and thus fund myself and the whole process." He doesn't say anything more, as if to let the new info sink into everyone's head ~AFTER CRAFTING~ The Kroot had glanced at Max every once in a while, seeming intrigued by his work in crafting. He over course focused on the others when they would come to trade, but otherwise the Kroot stayed to himself, probably unsure of his role as of now. Once Max came over, Vuulpaas looked at the newly-reforged blades, hefting them and testing them. Max would find the sword in the shop seemed somewhat better balanced, with an obviously better metal, stronger and without the defects that were inherent in the blades as well as the crafting style necessitated. "These are good, much better than what you find up here in most cases. As a sign of good faith, as well as paying you for these I'll trade you that sword for free. Naught else though." < @Uriel1339 @High_Adept_Zeth > Once that was all done and the food was cooked, Talon had taken a place on the floor next to Esran, his wound healing as he looked at the two talking males. The pats to his head always made him give a chirping purr, and he eyed Max curiously and warily before looking at the others in turn ( @Maleth @bossaroo @Vanestus @Vulpas ). He also seemed to be looking at the food, seeming to be hungry but holding himself back. Meanwhile, the auspex screen flickered with static for a moment, and then began to read. There didn't seem to be any kinds of explosives or traps, and although it had trouble penetrating the material, one could see two or three spherical objects in there
@BadDo9 "Hungry, fella? Have this." He grabbed a piece of scrap metal from the group inventory, figuring that he is now partially metal, he might eat metal. Just like flesh creatures eat flesh... preferably... most of the time, except for vegetarians. @High_Adept_Zeth "Well... Round things. Wonder what it could be. I mean it doesn't give any explosive indications off... Mhhhh could be perhaps some drones, or heads, perhaps servo-skulls?" He shrugged slightly, just wild guessing based on the rough shape. OOC: Fed 1 piece of scrap metal to Talon.
<before> Not expecting to find a kind soul in a Kroot of all things, Max simply nodded,realizing that perhaps he might have overstepped in his duty to the group. After all...some of the group looked at him as a prominent leadership figure. Accepting the generous offer from the bird-man he took the Combat shield and hefted it in his left arm a few times, testing the weight.With a nod to himself he added to the Kroot: "I`ll buy that Sword you have too then.I wonder if this craftsmanship is a continuous trend across the Hulk..."Max trailed away in thought as he paid greater detail to the gifted shield. <Now> "To hells with it!" said Max exasperated at the lack of information produced by the auspex. "As long as it does not blow up in our faces, I`ll consider it to be benign.Let`s open it." OOC: Purchased 1X Sword from Vuulpaas for Zorkmids and prompted anyone who has the key/wants to take it from the group inventory to open the box up.
@BadDo9 | @High_Adept_Zeth "If it still has any dangers, it's best I open it. Now with my metal... Skin? You know, better safe than sorry and all that. Survived an exploding Las-Gun, I will survive opening a harmless chest." He boasted and winked at Max, taking the key and starting to open the box... View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VRr9NG7RE0
LEVEL 1 THEME: RUINED SPACE STATION Spoiler: Map < @High_Adept_Zeth @Uriel1339 @Maleth @Vulpas @Vanestus ( @GrimgorRock ) > ~~BEFORE BREAKING CAMP~~ The key was inserted into the lock, turned, and then one could hear the hydraulic hisses and groans of moving machinery. After a moment the sounds stopped and there were three metallic orbs. One Red, one Blue, one Green. They didn't seem to do anything, but they did make skin tingle, and the Auspex could detect... something from them. Talon looks at the piece of scrap and chomps it down, careful to not also catch Esran's head. As he eats, he seems to shine somewhat more metallically for a moment before it stopped, and he was done. ~~BREAKING CAMP~~ Once everyone had eaten, rested, and started to gather themselves up, Vuulpaas also stood up and pulled out the Campcube. He pressed the same button, and the entire camp faded away in mere moments. The kroot walked to Max and handed the cube to him. "May those serve you well." he says, stepping off. "Oh, the way down to the next level is from the way I came." he points to the 'north' door. "I'll see you again." he then moves towards the southern door, which closes behind him.
Esran took the weird colored balls and put them into their inventory. "I am certain these are valuable or meaningful to someone... Somewhere. Might be even for the Altars perhaps." He shuddered from their weird sensation but once they were put away he grabbed his trusty Gauss-Mace and started to walk in the direction Vuulpaas had pointed at. "Let's see what ugly face is going to get slammed next."
Prak quirked an eyebrow at the orbs when they opened as he woke. "Yeah, those look important , but how the hell did it get on the boarding torpedo ?" When they started breaking camp prak hefted his choppa and walked towards the front of the group adjusting his scrappy armor "which door ?"
"Strange I've never seen anything like these orbs before, has anyone else," Torot asked the group. Strapping his Scrappy Armor back on he grabbed his weapons and started walking to the next room with the others.
"Man these gosh things looks like toys I would find during a salvaging run with my tribe at home, we used to play games with them as kids and adults heck with enough of these we could try some gambling games with them." Alan said before getting up and joining the group as they went to continue there mission.
Reciving the Campcube from Vuulpaas, Max looked at it and then to the Kroot as he said few parting words to the group and disappeared behind the northern door. Putting the cube to his inventory he turned to the group, adding to the chatter: "This just gets better and better.I presumed that the Lockboxes were put into the boarding torpedo by the Master, as a way of aid in this difficult mission.But this..."he said pointing to the orbs before tossing them into the group inventory, "...I do not like nor can I explain." he said as he fell in with Esran that led the way. "Don't you think that we should first get to the upper levels first?"Max added as he pointed to the southern doors "This is a Hulk, something assembling some sort of a command deck should exist, and with it perhaps information as to our objective, or at least a layout of this metallic monstrosity.To venture beneath the waterline is dangerous when everything is normal, not to mention in these circumstances." "I don't want to bite down bigger then I can chew.Upper decks seem safer, until we get some gear." speaking that last sentence for everyone to hear.
