Traveller: Life in the Marches - A ship of our own

conor222 · 12-03-2018 04:41PM

Alex decides to head to the bar with Dhinor.

Baggly · 12-03-2018 04:42PM

conor222 wrote: »

Alex decides to head to the bar with Dhinor.

Dhinor makes conversation with Alex on the way to the bar.

'Tell me more about yourself. How did you end up out of service and on this mission?'

Necro · 12-03-2018 04:49PM

Bakleth follows behind.

He taps Dhinor on the shoulder.

'Any apples there for a hungry K'Kree?'

Baggly · 12-03-2018 04:51PM

Necrominus wrote: »

Bakleth follows behind.

He taps Dhinor on the shoulder.

'Any apples there for a hungry K'Kree?'

Dhinor throes an apple high up in the air back behind his shoulder in a long looping parabolic arc.

OOC: Bonus points for my scientific approach to throwing apples, Four?

Necro · 12-03-2018 04:55PM

Bakleth lets the apple thud to the ground.

'I am not a dog to have treats thrown to him!'

He storms off ahead of Dhinor and Alex, making for the bar alone.

Baggly · 12-03-2018 04:56PM

Necrominus wrote: »

Bakleth lets the apple thud to the ground.

'I am not a dog to have treats thrown to him!'

He storms off ahead of Dhinor and Alex, making for the bar alone.

Dhinor shouts after Bakleth

'Id throw at a dog. You throw to a friend' as he grins mischievously to Alex.

conor222 · 12-03-2018 04:57PM

Pter wrote: »

Dhinor makes conversation with Alex on the way to the bar.

'Tell me more about yourself. How did you end up out of service and on this mission?'

Well, I had spent pretty much my entire life in the army. My family weren't well off so I thought it was my best chance to see the stars. I was progressing well and had even gotten friendly with some of the higher ups, hence getting to go on peacekeeping missions and getting some advanced training.
That all seemed fine until I got injured on mission, nothing too bad but it made me reassess what I was doing. I was good and shouldn't still have to be busting my ass like that.
Anyways, I went for officer class a few times but nothing I could do was good enough for them. All the commanding officer recommendations in the world wasn't got to let them put a kid from a poor background there when there were better connected people to appoint and political connections to appease. I did one last tour with my old company and decided to go out and seek my own path. I got an ok pension and a clap on the back and that was it. I'm still close with a lot of people from my time there but I saw I was never going anywhere if I stayed there so it was time to head on.
What about you? Whats your story?

OldGoat · 12-03-2018 05:22PM

After sketching (perfectly) the descriptions for EvanRossTrentEthan Nestor comms everyone on the open channel. "Err, we could probably use some local transport if anyone finds a flyer."

She heads to the largest population centre and asks anyone she meets along the way for directions to a hotel or an empty warehouse that the crew can use as a base.

Baggly · 12-03-2018 05:48PM

conor222 wrote: »

Well, I had spent pretty much my entire life in the army. My family weren't well off so I thought it was my best chance to see the stars. I was progressing well and had even gotten friendly with some of the higher ups, hence getting to go on peacekeeping missions and getting some advanced training.
That all seemed fine until I got injured on mission, nothing too bad but it made me reassess what I was doing. I was good and shouldn't still have to be busting my ass like that.
Anyways, I went for officer class a few times but nothing I could do was good enough for them. All the commanding officer recommendations in the world wasn't got to let them put a kid from a poor background there when there were better connected people to appoint and political connections to appease. I did one last tour with my old company and decided to go out and seek my own path. I got an ok pension and a clap on the back and that was it. I'm still close with a lot of people from my time there but I saw I was never going anywhere if I stayed there so it was time to head on.
What about you? Whats your story?

Dhinor regales Alex about his navy past, which is oddly parallel to Alex's army past. They share a few yuks about military life and its ups and downs before they arrive at the nearest bar they can find. They spot Bakleth ahead of them and shout to him that they are going into 'The Leaky Particle Accelorator', which seems far too overwrought a name for a bar.....but who is Dhinor to judge.

They enter the bar and survey the insides, before approaching the bar itself and striking up a conversation with the barman.

'Barkeep - any local brews i can buy for my friends and I? We are just into town and are looking for a drink and news of the area!'

Banjo · 12-03-2018 09:35PM

Armed with his photorealistic sketches and his wits such as they are, Evan wanders the mean streets of Walstonville, his mind playing back that time he talked to the scout ships former crew and asked them who they were selling parts to, how they got home and where they left the ship..... (Ripple transition)

Fourier · 13-03-2018 12:02AM

The ship's docking Iris has connected directly into an underground tunnel so that none of the party is exposed to the outside air.

They all pass through customs, who require Dhinor to register 'The Negotiator', which is then tagged with a tracking device.

After passing through, they head out into the "streets", which are really just interconnected tunnels with round manhole-like doors every few hundred meters serving as the entrances to sets of five apartments.

Everybody quickly notices two things.

The humans of both genders dress similarly in kilts, fluffy shirts and sandals.

Secondly, the humans are vastly outnumbered by Vargr, who are deferential to the humans, bowing and moving out of the way for them.

OOC: Vargr look like this:

Fourier · 13-03-2018 12:10AM

'The Leaky Particle Accelerator' is easy to miss. Icicles hang over its sign and the like all doors on Walston no window or opening allows light out to indicate that anybody is home. Luckily the manhole slides back as they approach.

Pter wrote: »

They enter the bar and survey the insides, before approaching the bar itself and striking up a conversation with the barman.

'Barkeep - any local brews i can buy for my friends and I? We are just into town and are looking for a drink and news of the area!'

The barman is a large Vargr, whose command of human language is excellent for his race.

"We got two things here. Wine, made in greenhouses here or...."

He reaches under the desk

"...coffee from Caladbolg"

The advert on the side of the coffee jar says: "Caladbolg foods, three suns worth of goodness

No real news, government is reviewing the Imperium's requests to increase mining, not much else".

Fourier · 13-03-2018 12:18AM

OldGoat wrote: »

She heads to the largest population centre and asks anyone she meets along the way for directions to a hotel or an empty warehouse that the crew can use as a base.

After going down one of the narrower tunnels Nestor was pointed to she comes before a small door and knocks.

The owner pulls back the seals and swings open the door to reveal a nice cosy apartment.

"An offworlder....are you looking to stay in the hotel?"

Fourier · 13-03-2018 12:28AM

Mollyb60 wrote: »

[OOC: SNAP!]

Verne chuckles and nods at Glenn. 'Lets go'

A tunnel map just outside customs directs Verne and Glenn to the train station at the very end of these tunnels.

When they arrive, the station is simply another manhole door with four Vargr and a human standing outside it. Most obviously stare at Glenn and Verne, but try not to.

Eventually the door opens to an odd circular room, where they sit down and strap themselves in. Shortly afterward the room rotates as the "wheel train" rolls down a tube in the rocks and travels 120km to stop at a new set of tunnels.

A map outside indicates that these tunnels consist of houses, mining factories, a shopping center and the palace.

Fourier · 13-03-2018 12:35AM

Banjo wrote: »

Armed with his photorealistic sketches and his wits such as they are, Evan wanders the mean streets of Walstonville, his mind playing back that time he talked to the scout ships former crew and asked them who they were selling parts to, how they got home and where they left the ship..... (Ripple transition)

Two weeks ago:

"Where did we leave it? We were on some stupid survey mission on a backwater crudball when the ships engine electronics gave out, some sort of atmospheric problem. We couldn't rightly say where, but in a crater of some kind. We took a plane on autopilot back.

Good luck finding it man."

Banjo · 13-03-2018 01:08AM

Evan thinks back to that time he won Loretta -his robot bodyguard sexbot - in a card game. No? Worth a shot.

Evan continues to look around for a mechanic, a salvage yard, a raft rental joint, a porter - anyone who might give him a line on where the Walstoneers were moving the genuine scout parts, and anyone who remembers a shipwrecked crew with a roboarmed captain; he'll avoid showing pictures to anyone who feels crime-adjacent if it feels like it might spook them. He'll also see if he can get a look at a planetary survey (running back to ask Dagonets crew if they haven't left) to see if there are viable craters around. If he gets decent Intel from reasonably clean people he'll tip moderately. He'll also ask about renting/buying a Raft. He'll try not to call any helpful Vargr "good boy" but no promises.

Edit : Streetwise Powers Activate!

Necro · 13-03-2018 09:15AM

Fourier wrote: »

The barman is a large Vargr, whose command of human language is excellent for his race.

"We got two things here. Wine, made in greenhouses here or...."

He reaches under the desk

"...coffee from Caladbolg"

The advert on the side of the coffee jar says: "Caladbolg foods, three suns worth of goodness

No real news, government is reviewing the Imperium's requests to increase mining, not much else".

Bakleth walks to the counter and orders a bottle of wine.

'No craft beer I suppose? Listen, Bakleth is at the end of his tether with all these humies. You heard of any ship crash landing in the area? Bakleth part of crew sent to find ship.'

Mollyb60 · 13-03-2018 09:15AM

Fourier wrote: »

A tunnel map just outside customs directs Verne and Glenn to the train station at the very end of these tunnels.

When they arrive, the station is simply another manhole door with four Vargr and a human standing outside it. Most obviously stare at Glenn and Verne, but try not to.

Eventually the door opens to an odd circular room, where they sit down and strap themselves in. Shortly afterward the room rotates as the "wheel train" rolls down a tube in the rocks and travels 120km to stop at a new set of tunnels.

A map outside indicates that these tunnels consist of houses, mining factories, a shopping center and the palace.

Verne turns to Glenn; 'I think we should head straight to the palace. Agreed? We can shop on the way back if necessary.'

Baggly · 13-03-2018 09:18AM

Necrominus wrote:

'No craft beer I suppose? Listen, Bakleth is at the end of his tether with all these humies. You heard of any ship crash landing in the area? Bakleth part of crew sent to find ship.'

Dhinor let's Bakleth do the talking on this one. 'this should be good' he thinks to himself.

He sips on his wine as he watches on; for once not swilling it back as quickly as he can.

jasonb · 13-03-2018 09:43AM

Mollyb60 wrote: »

Verne turns to Glenn; 'I think we should head straight to the palace. Agreed? We can shop on the way back if necessary.'

"Sounds good to me, we can ask them if they know of the location of the ship, or any likely craters it could be in."

Fourier · 13-03-2018 09:54AM

jasonb wrote: »

"Sounds good to me, we can ask them if they know of the location of the ship, or any likely craters it could be in."

The palace's entrance is like everywhere else, a manhole. A golden manhole with jewelry, but still.

Upon entering Verne and Glenn are met with a large open space containing displays on the history of Walston. Beyond the displays is an array of four couches and a desk in front of them. Behind the desk a set of stairs leading both up and down.

jasonb · 13-03-2018 07:18PM

Glenn looks at the different displays, learning what he can about the history of Walston. Then he walks up to the desk, looking for a bell or some way of summoning someone.

OldGoat · 13-03-2018 09:04PM

Fourier wrote: »

Two weeks ago:

"Where did we leave it? We were on some stupid survey mission on a backwater crudball when the ships engine electronics gave out, some sort of atmospheric problem. We couldn't rightly say where, but in a crater of some kind. We took a plane on autopilot back.

Good luck finding it man."

OOC: Is the autopioloted plane still around Walston? Might be able to hack the last journey from the navigation computer on board.

Nestor explains the groups varied requirements and books us into to accommodation for a couple of nights. She then asks the proprietor for information about the local law enforcement as she wants to talk with them about the trade of stolen goods.

Fourier · 13-03-2018 09:14PM

OldGoat wrote: »

Nestor explains the groups varied requirements and books us into to accommodation for a couple of nights. She then asks the proprietor for information about the local law enforcement as she wants to talk with them about the trade of stolen goods.

One thing Nestor notices is that the Vargr living in the hotel complex seem to do all the cleaning and cooking....close to slave like in how they are treated.

The hotel itself consists of a main room when you enter with plenty of mahogany furniture, with a kitchen and fancy dining room adjoined. All individual rooms are on the lower floor.

"The planet...sort of doesn't have regular police, crime is very rare, just a voluntary service. Golut up the street works as an officer every fortnight though, you could see him."

OldGoat · 13-03-2018 09:25PM

Nestor comms everyone and gives them details of where the rooms are.
"I'm heading out to talk with PC Plod to find out what I can. See ya'll later."

Baggly · 13-03-2018 09:30PM

Dhinor tells Alex and Bakleth he is going to stretch his legs and clear his head.

He leaves the bar and visits the surrounding shopfronts and public buildings, asking about any news of a derelict ship, shipwreck or abandoned ship in the area of a variety of individuals, alien and human alike.

Fourier · 13-03-2018 11:08PM

Pter wrote: »

Dhinor tells Alex and Bakleth he is going to stretch his legs and clear his head.

He leaves the bar and visits the surrounding shopfronts and public buildings, asking about any news of a derelict ship, shipwreck or abandoned ship in the area of a variety of individuals, alien and human alike.

OOC: Join me on Rolz for your first roll!

https://rolz.org/dr?room=Boards.ie%20Traveller

Fourier · 13-03-2018 11:19PM

OOC: Dhinor succeeded!

The locals are only too happy to inform the handsome Traveller about recent ship news.

Apparently the Scout Ship being abandoned is talk of the town, first of all due to the rarity of anything happening on Walston and secondly because the crew had stayed in the area in a few hotels and bars. Apparently they were complete assholes and left rooms trashed after they stayed in them.

One shop owner even points Dhinor in the direction of their abandoned plane, a kilometer out of town.

Baggly · 13-03-2018 11:24PM

Dhinor goes back to the first bar and tells Bakleth and Alex of his success. He asks do they want to head for the plane.

Dhinor also comms the rest of the group and tells him of his success and asks them to meet him at the coordinates of the plane.

Finally, before leaving town, he apologizes to the owners of the trashed rooms and explains the previous crew were bad eggs, and he will ask for compensation to be sent as soon as possible (while leaving details of how and from whom somewhat vague).

jasonb · 13-03-2018 11:28PM

jasonb wrote: »

Glenn looks at the different displays, learning what he can about the history of Walston. Then he walks up to the desk, looking for a bell or some way of summoning someone.

Glenn turns to Verne...

“I have tried, but am unable to detect anyone nearby. Considering Dhinor’s message, should we continue to try to contact someone here, or go meet everyone else at the plane, do you think?”

Traveller: Life in the Marches - A ship of our own

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