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08-17-2004, 07:28 PM
Cantina 6: Postlude to Holocaust Part V, Revenge
Rules: No godmodding ect. New people please post a character bio in your first post.
Current Characters: (from previous threads)

Aidan: Gargoyle (male)
Asgardreid: Aesirian Ship
Elella: Human (female), Orthos's cousin
Guy: Human (male), Shadow
Hal: Human (male), Jedi Knight
Heimdall: Aesir (male)
Idun: Aesir (female)
Irvine (Red): Human (male), pseudo-Jedi Knight
Irvine (White): Human Clone (male), Force Adept
Marin: Human Water-Breather (female)
Misae: Human (female), Jedi Knight
Orthos: Human (male), Darkiller/Alminstar Avatar
Raschel: K'Beran (female), NRI operative
Svafa: Aesir (female), Valkyrie
Gerd: Jotun (female)
Matt: Human (male), being trained in the Jedi arts
Gortick: Human (male), Orthos's brother

The story so far:/Rough Idea of whats going on

One year ago, the Aesir (a unknown and powerful race) destroyed 80% percent of the galaxy in a single attack. The attack some believe is/was the first steps towards an invasion, others that it was a retaliatory strike for the death of the Aesir's leader, Odin. The Aesir claim it was an act of mercy, so that the majority of the galaxy wouldn't have to suffer a slow and painful death that was now coming.

Regardless what remains of the galaxy is now in turmoil. Evil forces that have long been held at bay are now free and intent on completing the destruction of the Galaxy. At the head of this force is the gigantic wolf Fenrir, and the Jotun Surt. It has been prophesied that it will take them 22 (now 21) years to complete their task.

The same prophecies that predicted the time horizon of the galaxy's destruction also gave a small glimmer of hope in an ancient device known as the time matrix. This device has the ability to change time and could be used to save the galaxy. However, the device was hidden long ago and now the only clues to it's location are mysterious maps (that constantly changes), and this piece of prophecy/inscription:

Ragnarok impure,
Gotterdammerung has occurred,
Doom has come early that should not have
Aesir, now Vanir deprived of All-Father
Death of stars shall reveal
One tool that alone
Can destroy destiny or set it right
To find, seek:
Ten keys
Seven gates
Fire, Eye, and Ice
Wake the Wolf unlocked from its tomb
All the legions of Asgard cannot twist time, but a silver ball will.

A group of unlikely champions was assembled and tasked with acquiring the device and saving the galaxy. Through their adventures the size of their group has grown and they do not always get along. In the last stage of the quest for the time matrix things turned extremely deadly. Three members of the group (Heimdall, Marin and Aidan) all had their minds altered by crystals turning them against their comrades. While in this transformed state they gleefully attacked the group and innocents. They delighted in turning the group on one another. In towards the end Svafa, Heimdall’s sister was nearly killed at the hands of Heimdall.

The key to saving the trio and possibly the entire group (for the time being) was a sword forged in an earlier adventure. This sword by either holding it or by being cut by it reversed the affects of the mind altering crystals. A side effect was a loss of memory, the degree of memory loss depended on the length of time for reversion to take place. For Heimdall he has little memory of what took place while Marin has almost no memory loss (The sword when through her gut causing near instantaneous reversion).

A little after the group was reunited, they were quickly attacked by newcomers. During this attack Guy was blinded and Misea seriously injured, and a majority of the group was imbolized by a strange weapon the newcomers had. Needless to say a tactical retreat commenced. A the end of this quest: The seriously injured parties where: Svafa, Marin, Misea and Guy.

During this part, a shadow eclipsed all light emanating from stars. The shadow has disappeared from the stars, however most systems just have the light from their local stars, and still have starless nights. It will take hundred of years for the effects of the shadow to truly disappear. The removal of light also damaged crop production on some worlds. Famine is begin to spread across the galaxy.

Since the end of the last thread Eight months have passed. During this time the group has been following the map around to planet after planet, almost as if touring the galaxy. The Aesir have maintained the restriction on the ship allowing access to the upper level only to Heimdall, Svafa, Idun, Gerd, Marin and Aidan. The bridge is similarly restricted, only the Aesir are allowed in.

Currently the Asgardried is docked in the poor colony world of Yevoh. Once a thriving colony, Yevoh is now struggling and short of food and other supplies. The map at the moment is showing no signs of where they should head next.

The story continues:
((I'll post later on tonight))

08-17-2004, 08:23 PM
((Okay, time to solve the whole "What-the-hell-should-we-do-with-two-characters-named-the-same-thing" problem...

p.s., i think that character list needs more updating... :)))

*In a poor marketplace the two Irvines wander seprately..

RH Irvine walked from booth to booth, looking at odd trinkets and almost worthless items, everyone wanting ether large sums of now worthless credits or even scraps of food to pay for a single item.

He comes to a booth, selling also selling odd trinkets, and somewhat decent everyday items, how ever somewhat damaged.
He walks inside, and sees some odd gems, most just glass. One however was quite interesting, a greenish crystal that glowed a bit when RH Irvine walked near the counter where it sat.

It was dirty and unshaped, like it was in the same condition as it was when it was taken from the earth where it laid.*

Salesmen "Ah, ye see ya gots the liking the gems here, eh? Well, it was dug up just last week." *Looks at it glow.* "Hm? Ye haven't seen that happen yet. Tell ye what, I'll give it to ye, if ya spare some rations, ya?"

*RH Irvine looks at it, it was a crystal, if reshaped, it'll get good use as a lightsaber crystal rather then a worthless necklace piece.*

RH Irvine "You have a deal." *without taking his eye off of the crystal, he removes a small package, worth about a small meal, as he recieves the crystal.*

*WH Irvine saw nothing that he'd want in the market area, and by this time he'd made his way near RH Irvine, who was just leaving the booth, and placed the crystal in his cloak.*

WH Irvine *raising his eyebrow* "Irvine, you didn't just give some of your rations to that guy?"

*WH Irvine points into the booth with his right finger, the slight sound of motorised parts in his hand gave way to the extent of his injury of that fight months ago.*

RH Irvine "Cracern, it does not matter, we have plenty of food to last us for a while yet still. Besides it came out of my own rations."

*The two began walking back to the Asgardried.*

Cracern "So, what was that you bought?"

RH Irvine "I bought a small gem, unshaped, but it can be put into someuse if I manage to get time to do it."

Cracern "So, how do you think the kid's doing?"

RH Irvine "He should be refered to as a padawan. As for his training, it's for him to deside, for me in my opinion about such it'll be based on how he perceives on how fair his progress is."

Cracern "I see..." *thinking* 'Okay, he's confusing me a bit...'

RH Irvine "I heard that. Besides you could refer me as something other then just the same name as your own."

Cracern "What do you mean, you call me by my last name, and you had your name first."

*They were comign up on the ship...*

RH Irvine "Very true, but it's only the first name. I don't desire to be called by it. I'd rather be refered to by my name that was given to me when I first became a padawan, Sir-vin Cry'Pal'Tine."

Cracern "Crypaltine? Sounds pretty lame."

RH irvine "Yes, but it wasn't far from the truth, sort of an altered version of Cracken Palpatine, keeping the truth not so far from me in my blind youth."

Cracern "So you most likey want me to call you all that?"

RH Irvine "Not needed, just call me by Sir-Vin, and everyone should catch on after a while."

08-18-2004, 12:00 AM
((I'm going to repost character stuff. Just descriptions, mind you, not bios; in this kind of thread, other characters either already know or they can ask and find out ;)))

Name: Aidan Saph'rai
Description: Aidan is a gargoyle, a species alien to this galaxy. He has blue skin, pointed ears, batlike wings, a tail, claws, lizardlike feet, and small fangs. He is taller than a human his age would be, but not unusually tall. Otherwise, he looks somewhat human. He generally wears only a waistcloth. He appears to be an older teenager.

Name: Guy
Description: Guy is human, tall, with pale skin, short light blonde hair, and gray eyes. He wears an unusual outfit with a high collar and long coat, all in shades of dark gray. He appears to be an adult.

Name: Marin
Description: Marin appears basically human, although something seems unusual about her. She is short, has brown skin, brown hair, and unusually-shaped chestnut eyes. She wears tight jeans and tight T-shirts, which certainly mark her as unusual in this galaxy. She appears to be a teenager.

Name: Misae Arjas
Description: Misae is human, of average height, has pale skin, brunette hair in a braid, and pale blue eyes. She wears her brown-and-white Padawan's outfit and carries a lightsaber with a teal blade. She appears to be a young adult.

Name: Raschel Sheire
Description: Raschel is a K'Beran, one of very few of her kind in the galaxy. She sports olive scales and green skin, a short square snout, a long mane of white hair with the barest hint of pale blue, large brown eyes, and a thick alligator tail. She wears average clothes, except for the blaster belt. She appears to be an adult.


Asgardried, Misae's Quarters

Misae lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She absently fingered the long scar on her upper chest and and shoulder.

One year.

One year since the so-called Galactic Holocaust. One year since her master had died saving Coruscant. One year since she got sucked into a quest to try to save the galaxy.

What was happening on Coruscant now? She wasn't sure. Most likely it had fallen to mob rule. Or the Imperials had managed to regather their power and take over...

Why do I care? If the Aesir are telling the truth...if this isn't just an immense, elaborate game...we find the Time Matrix, and we can reverse everything. Undo all the damage. Stop the end of the galaxy.

If Aesir were telling the truth. If.

What if they're not?

Well, then her master was simply dead, the end of the galaxy was not coming, and there was no bringing back the uncountable lives that the Aesir had taken in the last gasp before their Lord Odin was killed. What was it? Eighty percent of the intelligent life in the galaxy. All population centers except Coruscant, destroyed.

She knew what she really wanted.

Vengeance. Vengeance is what I want.

But a Jedi did not seek revenge.

But, what kind of a Jedi am I, really? I am not in full control of my emotions. I can almost hear the Council now, as if they were still alive. "She avoids responsibility. She has too much anger. Too much fear. Too much pride."

Well, now she was helping the Aesir, who were responsible for her master's death, in the faint hope that they were not all liars and she would be able to undo the terrible things she had suffered. That the galaxy had suffered. Could she really be blamed for having a bit of unresolved anger?

Then again, a few months ago, she had almost died. Two of the Aesir had saved her life.

So now do I owe them?

She fingered her scar again.

Then there was that voice, that voice that had haunted her since the group had encountered reanimated Sith on an ancient Dark-sider planet...

"They would take away your feelings...your passions...your vengeance...

They fear you...they want to hold you back, tie you down..."

She shook her head, trying to get the whisper out.

"They will abandon you...you'll see. When your 'friends' reject you, we will be here...waiting...


Yevoh, Town

Marin wandered the streets of the strange town, alone. Even after eight months she wasn't sure how to deal with the others. She couldn't face the memories she still had, of when her mind had been altered by enchanted crystals and she had gleefully slaughtered dozens of people alongside Aidan and Heimdall. She didn't know how to deal with Aidan, who remembered almost as much as she did. Even less for Heimdall, who remembered almost nothing due to his long mental struggle with the enchanted sword that had thrown off the crystals' effect. Nor the others, who had been victimized by the antics of "her" trio.

Especially because the Heimdall, Svafa, and Idun now seemed to favor her and Aidan over the others. There were ugly disagreements and fights between the Aesir and the rest of the group while they had unsuccessfully tried to deal with her and her trio. The Aesir didn't blame her or Heimdall or Aidan because they were under mind control. But how could she face the others, who she sensed might not be so forgiving...

Then there was Guy, whose sister had apparently shown up out of nowhere and had burned his eyes out.

She had been hoping she could at least get some form of solace or explanation from him, until then. She had seen him only a few times since it had happened. Most recently, she had seen that the scars around his eyes were gone, and the eyes themselves were still there, crystalline and translucent, and unmoving. As if they had been frozen in ice.

He had told the others little. He didn't know where the mysterious attackers had come from. He knew only that one of them was his sister. Yes, they would try to follow, but yes, he could throw them off. Could they be beaten if we were to meet them again? No, he had said. He couldn't do anything else about it.

He didn't explain anything else. He didn't explain the crystals, or why the sword had cured her, and what that all had meant, and she didn't ask.

She had simply avoided everyone. The Asgardried was a large ship, and the Aesir let her in the upper levels where the others couldn't go. It was easy.

But I know...I know soon I'm going to have to face them all.

08-18-2004, 02:33 AM

Heimdall: A human by appearance, Heimdall is an Aesir. He is hundred of years old but appears to be in his late twenties to early thirties. He has long brown hair, and comonly wears his dark blue Mithril armor with a dark blue cloak.

Svafa: Like Heimdall, appears to be human, but is an Aesir. She is very beautiful and appears to be of similar age to Heimdall. She has very long red hair that is usually tied into braids. Normally she is dressed in dark blue Mithril Armor with a dark blue cloak.

Idun: Like Heimdall and Svafa she is an Aesir who appears to be about Svafa's age. She is dressed like the other two and has brown hair that reaches a little past her shoulders.

Gerd: A human by appearance, however she is a jotun. She has brown hair, her most noticable feature is her eyes. One a firey red the other an icy blue. Her eyes seem to glow in the dark. She is wears a jumpsuit, and looks like a teenager.

Asgardried: Upper lounge

Heimdall stood in the upper lounge looking out a window. His thoughts randomly wandering into different areas. However, they always seemed to circle around the same thing...Svafa. Eight months ago her life, the life of his sister almost ended by his hands. He had forgiven himself for the death of the unknown innocents, even for his attacks on the group. However, he could not fogive himself for coming a hair's width from killing her. Until he could come to terms with that it was best if he avoided her.

How Heimdall wished that his older brother Vidar was there. Vidar would be able to help him through this, and maybe come to terms with it, but Vidar was on Midgard with the last of their race. Heimdall would have to do it by himself....

*A slight foot step brought Heimdall out of his contemplation. Turning he sees Svafa standing in the doorway*

Heimdall: Hello

Svafa: Good morning. I need to talk to you.

Heimdall: About what?

Svafa: About what happened. You blame yourself, and refuse to forgive yourself.

Heimdall: I almost killed you.

Svafa *twinge of anger in her voice*: No you did not. Someone else who controled your body almost killed me and if not for you I'm sure he would have. When we were fighting in that cave I saw in your eyes the conflict that was raging in your mind. How easy it would have been to remove my head but you prevanted that. You stopped him from giving me a mortal wound and gave Idun a chance to save me. I owe you my life.

Heimdall: I just don't know....

Svafa: I know, doubts have haunted your mind for the past year. You are unsure if Vidar made the right choice in sending you on this quest, and that perhaps he or Tyr should have gone or at least come along. This is foolish, Vidar knows what he is doing and he along with everyone else has the upmost confidence in you.

*Svafa embraces Heimdall with a tight hug*

Svafa: and don't for a second think you are alone in this. You have me and Idun.

Heimdall: Thank you. I really needed that.

Svafa: I know little brother.

Heimdall: I was going to give Gerd a gift in a little while. Do you want to come along?

Svafa: I would be delighted.

*They release each other, and Heimdall follows Svafa from the lounge*

Idun and Gerd were wandering the perimeter of the Asgardried. Gerd came to them eight months ago nearly starved to death. Idun still didn't know how Gerd managed to reach them or even know where they were. Just another of the strange things that have happened in this quest.

Since then Gerd had put on a healthy amount of weight, and revealed an apetite for knowledge. It somewhat reminded her of Odin and his never ending quest for knowledge and wisdom. There seemed to be a never ending barage of questions, lucky them the Asgardried was always more then happy to answer. In fact Gerd seemed to spend more time talking to the ship then anyone else. They seemed to have become best friends.

Idun glanced at Gerd as they rounded the bow and began heading towards the aft cargo hold. A smile crepped it's way onto Idun's face. She was very happy with the way Gerd was turning out. Gerd while not understanding the reasons, kept her promise and didn't tell the rest of the group who or what she was. It helped that she didn't spend to much time with them, Gerd seemed to be more then happy to stay in the top level studing and playing games with the ship.

With Svafa's help Gerd training was progressing vey well. Already she had masterd a simple but vital transportation spell. She could easily bring herself back to the Asgardried anytime she wanted. Svafa as part of her recovery was also training Gerd in self-defense and using her powers to defend herself. When Gerd wasn't talking to the ship you could almost count on the fact that she would be with Svafa in the armory training. It seemed everything facinated the jotun child.

Idun then looked outward at Yevoh and her smile quickly transformed into a small frown. Gerd quickly noticed that.

Gerd: Idun whats wrong?

Idun: Oh, nothing you need to be concerned with. Now Heimdall told me he had something for you, why don't you run along to the cargo hold, that is where is said he was goign to meet us. I'll be along shortly.

Gerd: Ok

*Gerd runs off excitedly looking forward to what Heimdall had*

Idun:This world is now only begining to feel the effects of the holocaust. There is simple not enough food being produced to feed the galaxy. Those with wealth are already hording it, and those who could no longer afford the outrageous prices were slowly straving to death. It was sickening and to sit around waiting for the quest to pick up again was all the more frustrating

*Idun gave a silent sigh and began heading after Gerd. She hated seeing beings suffer. It did only harden her resolve on seeing the quest through to completion, and prevanting all of this.*

08-18-2004, 03:46 PM
((lemme attempt this again ^_^))

Irvine Palpatine/RH Irvine/Sir-Vin: Tall, mid to late twenties human, long red hair, with beard to make himself look more older then he is. More relaxed, and clamer looking then his counterpart.

Irvine Cracern/WH Irvine: About the same appearence as the other Irvine, but he has very short white hair, and appears a few years younger. More reckless and not as much untrained in the force as the most, but can prove some worth

08-18-2004, 05:29 PM
Matt: HUman, medium height, black haired. He's a teenager, and is currently being trained to be a jedi by RH Irvine.
*Finally Matt grew too bored and decide to check out the restricted area of the ship. He headed toward it, looking for anything that might help him sneak in*

08-18-2004, 06:40 PM
Guy's Ship

Guy was floating in nowhere, a vast expanse of stars, in the middle of space. Stars that he could see.

A dream.

A man in a coat stood a few feet away, looking at him. Waiting for him to speak.

Guy's lips formed words. Then he spoke outloud.


The man replied.

"That is my name."

Guy's lips formed a snarl. "Did you know this would happen?"

The man did not answer.

"You brought us together. Did you know this would happen?"

The man replied, sadness in his voice. "I cannot see the future. That is your talent."

"Not anymore it isn't, you bastard. My visions are gone. And you know it."

He paused and stared at the man some more.

"Last time I saw you, you said I was 'blind'. What was that? Some kind of sick joke? Did you know my sister would come along out of nowhere and burn my goddamned eyes out with a magic torch?"

The man sounded even sadder. "I meant that as a warning. You are a seer. You always focus on the future. You nearly ignore the past and more importantly, the present.

"It is because of this that you did not become aware of what your family would do. Because of this you did not see that you would be found out by the other Shadows. Because of this you could not effectively help your friends at the Third Gate."

"But did you know what was going to happen?"

Silence. Guy glared.

"Who are you?"

The man gave no answer.

08-18-2004, 07:54 PM
Voice to Matt: What are you looking for?


Asgardried: Cargo Hold

*Gerd bounds up a ramp into the main cargo hold where she is greeted by Heimdall and Svafa*

Heimdall: Hello little one.

Gerd*excitedly*: Hello, Idun said you had something for me.

Heimdall*smiling*: Yes, it's in that cabinet. *He points to a nearby storage cabinet*

*Gerd runs over and hits the control panel. The cabinet door slowly slides to the side revealing a suit of Mithril armor. Gerd stares at it for a second before taking out the curiass.

The armor was the same design of Heimdall's, Svafa's and Idun's. Except this one had more knot work in it*

Svafa: I didn't think we had enough Mithril aboard to make another suit.

Heimdall: We didn't, at least not until the twin's suits were destroyed. I used some of that Mithril to make a suit for Gerd.

Idun*who had just walked up*: That is very kind of you.

Heimdall to Gerd: Well, dear what do you think of it?

Gerd: I love it, it is beautiful. Can I put it on now?

Idun *glancing at Heimdall and Svafa*: I don't see why not. Svafa and I will help you put it on.

*Svafa and Idun pick up other pieces of armor and escort Gerd into a nearby storage room for some privacy. A couple of minutes later Gerd emerges once again into the hold clad in her new armor. She runs up to Heimdall and hugs him. Svafa and Idun shortly follow her out.*

Gerd: Thank you. I love this.

Heimdall: Let me look at you.

*Gerd backs up and Heimdall slowly circles her.*

Heimdall: I don't know something is missing, what do you think Svafa?

Svafa: Yes, something is indeed missing. *THis part Heimdall did reveal to her on their way down*

Gerd: What, what is missing?

Heimdall: This *he walks back to the cabinet that had housed the armor and from a top shelf pulled out a cloa.and sets it around Gerd.* There, I think that will do. You are now a proper member of the crew.

Gerd: Oh...oh thankyou.

*Out of the corner of his eye, Heimdall saw a light begin to blink*

Heimdall: I'm sorry but we need to run *motioning towards Svafa.* I hope you enjoy your gift, goodbye sweetie.

Svafa: I'll see you later tonight for more sparring. Have fun.

*Heimdall and Svafa walk with a hurried pass out of the cargo hold and towards the bridge. On their way the pass Matt and just give him a backwards glance. The door to the bridge silently opens for them and quickly shuts as soon as they are inside*

Idun: Come on Gerd, let's walk around a little so you get used to the armor.

*The two head out of the Cargo hold to continue their earlier walk*

08-18-2004, 08:26 PM
Matt*lying*:Nothing in particular.

08-18-2004, 08:46 PM
*The "twins" came up on the Asgardried, Sir-Vin, went into the ship, as Cracern noticed Idun and Gerd walking around the Asgardried. He walked up up near the two.*

Cracern/WH Irvine *in a cheery voice to Gerd* "I see someone's got some new armour, looks good on ya."


*Sir-Vin/RH Irvine, has walked up into the cargohold and into the passageways of the ship.*

Sir-Vin "Asgardried, do you know where that student of mine went to?"

08-18-2004, 09:45 PM
Voice to Matt: Sure you are, I can help you know.


Gerd: Thank, you

*As Idun and Gerd continued to walk away*

Idun: The ship is busy at the moment, and last I knew he was still inside. In the future try keeping better track of him.

08-18-2004, 10:17 PM
*Matt thought about theoffer. On the one hand it was risky, but what the hell, it wasn't like he was going to blow up the ship*
Matt: Who are you?

08-18-2004, 10:20 PM
Voice: A friend, who knows this ship very well.

08-18-2004, 10:24 PM
Matt: How do I know you aren't trying to trick me?

08-18-2004, 10:29 PM
Voice: Head towards the bow of the ship. Ther will be four doors to your right, Open the third one and you will see that I'm not lying, and find some interesting if not that important things.

08-18-2004, 10:56 PM
Matt went towards the bow, he carefully avoided anyone he saw. Finally he reached the doors. He opened the third door.....

08-18-2004, 11:02 PM
*As soon as Matt opened the door He gets shoved inside. The door slams shut and locks. There is no light in the room.*

Voice: You shouldn't have done that.

Asgardried over the comm: Reddy Irvine please follow the flashing lights. Heimdall needs to talk to you.

*Lights flash along the corridor RH Irvine was in. They lead towards the Room that Matt was now locked in*

08-18-2004, 11:12 PM
Matt: ****.
*Matt started looking for any way out*

08-18-2004, 11:32 PM
Voice: Now that isn't very polite. Don't worry you are not going to die in here. You just have to wait a little bit.

Asgardried: Bridge

*Heimdall and Svafa sat in the pilot and copilots seats respectively. One of the monitors displayed an image of Matt in the room. Another monitor displayed an incoming transmission*

Heimdall: If you will excuse me I need to go take care of this. *motioning to the monitor showing Matt*

Svafa: Sure, these seems like a standard update from our automated listening stations.

*Heimdall leaves the bridge and walks towards the room where Matt was being held*

08-19-2004, 12:38 AM
*Sir-Vin/RH-Irvine raises an eyebrow.*

Sir-Vin "Very well then, I hope it's not something that will take long. I would like find and show that student of mine something that he'll do for himself in the future."

*He begins following the lights, and thinks about teaching Matt how to forge a lightsaber crystal from its raw form...*

08-19-2004, 01:45 AM
Wakes up, and looks around. Head spins.

Hi, guys. I'm back. It's been a while, hasn't it?

You can blame Redwing for my return, and the craziness, destruction, fornication, instigation or , that will doubtlessly ensue.

First off, a bit about myself.

I am, as you can already tell, Superthrawn. Something like two years ago, I took part in a small, almost trivial little RPG called Cantina 6; Return of the Dead Guy. (If I remember right.) Anyway, from there, my character Katani Kas was frozen in time, or something to that effect, and I started a new, small, almost trivial spinoff RPG, called Postlude to Holocaust. That's the game you're playing now, by the way.

Anyway, shortly after Holocaust began to take off, school started for me again, and I moved away from RPing, in large part because I didn't have, nor want to make the time.

However, I've now graduated high school (and am moving into college on thursday), and time is back. I stay up later, I don't have to be in class as much, and work isn't so bad. So, I'm playing again, like I said, thanks to Redwing, who is a good guy.

So. I'm back. Just to let you all know.

Now, on to the actual Role Playing.

He was covered with blood. That's the only thought that could stick in his head for too long. Blood. Sticky blood. Runny blood. Red blood. It was disgusting.

He was tall, for his species. Tall, and to be honest, rather good looking, in a regal sort of way. He had short, silky white hair that fell back from a pronounced forehead. His eyes were a deep black, and his nose, while normal for his race, would be considered a bit long for a human. He had but three fingers and three toes on each of his two fingers and two hands. His mouth was filled with small, but sharp teeth.

I only tell you these things because, had you seen him, you would have noticed none of them. You would simply have noticed the fact that he was covered with blood. And maybe the fact that he was a mouse.

Now, I'm sure you're questioning why exactly this particular mouse was covered with blood, and why on this particular spaceship. It's not that things getting covered with blood was anything new on this spaceship, for this was the spaceship [I]Asgardried (Insert dramatic musical tones.)

However, no particular violence had been used to cover this mouse with blood. No, this blood had come from a very unfortunate accident.

Ritchet (That was his name, at least in this dimension) wasn't an ordinary mouse. No, he was rather the particular manifestation this universe chose to display upon an interdimensional being.

And that's what Ritchet was, an interdimensional being. (Has everyone picked up on that, yet?) His was a particularly powerful race from a dimension that was, unfortunately, far away. In his own dimension, Ritchet was practially a god. He had huge, bulging muscles, could manipulate minds and objects with but the barest of thoughts, and kill people with Thunderbolts. Yes, actual Thunderbolts.

Ritchet had spent time in this universe before. He'd been the captive of a small girl on some godforsaken planet. He hated it here, to be honest. He was small, and unpowerful. However, he had agreed to go on a particularly dangerous and harrowing mission. He'd failed miserably. So, he was sent here by his father, in order to attempt to redeem himself.

Unfortunately, he'd managed to find his way into this universe through the now dying body of an unfortunate girl by the name of...Josine. Yes, that's what they medical charts displayed in holo above her head said.

He shrugged. Father loved to play tricks like that on what he called the "lesser creatures." He'd kill them in the strangest ways. Ritchet had managed to find himself buried in the center of the now dead girl, and her body had a very tough time coping with the fact that a mouse had just materialized in the center of its chest, and decided to send chest fragments off to different corners of the room to think about what had happened.

So, he'd killed a girl. Excellent start to the evening. He decided to try moving about this universe one more time, and had a remarkable amount of luck.

Grend couldn't believe her eyes. Seemingly out of nowhere, a mouse had materialized with the sound of a small pop, and dropped the few feet to the ground, hitting hard. Then, she couldn't believe her ears.

"Pardon...can you help me?"

The mouse was talking.

08-19-2004, 02:23 AM
((OOS: Welcome back, superthrawn. ^_^

...Is Grend on Yevoh? XD))

08-19-2004, 10:39 AM
Name: Tanara
Description: Tanara is a human who has been in training to be a Jedi until recently. She was just recently given the rank of Knight. She has shoulder length red hair and green eyes. Tanara is 25.

08-19-2004, 11:49 AM
((oh nos, not another jedi! j/k :p))

08-19-2004, 01:33 PM
Matt: I'm not worried about getting killed, I'm worried about getting bored.
*Matt sat down and started doing his meditation excercises*
((Y'know, the moment I read that your character was a mouse, I knew you were a HGttG fan.))

08-19-2004, 02:24 PM
((Welcome back, and very interesting post Superthrawn.

Red: Superthrawn can correct me if I'm wrong but I believe he meant Gerd. Going to hold off posting with Gerd until I'm sure.

Wild Jedi: Welcome. Easy character to add. You could have her approach the Asgardried saying she thought she felt other jedi around)).

Voice: You are not going to be killed. And if your bored you should have talked to your Master and got him teaching you some more interesting things like how to get yelled at by my masters. But you may have already mastered that skill.

*Heimdall stands outside the door waiting for Rh Irvine to get there*

08-19-2004, 02:52 PM
((Thanks for the advice, Admiral))

Tanara was walking along a street when she suddenly stopped. What in the world? Her head turned. What could other Jedi possibly be doing here? She decided to investigate.

08-19-2004, 03:04 PM
*Sir-Vin walks up to the corrador near Heimdall, he could sense the disappointment already. He sighs.*

Sir-Vin "Heimdall." *nods slightly*

*Sir-Vin notes that he's near the 'restricted' areas of the ship, and Matt could be sensed nearby.*

Sir-Vin "I could make one of two guesses why I was asked to come..."

08-19-2004, 03:41 PM
Heimdall: I'll help you. Asgardried, please open the door.

*The door slides open and lights turn on revealing Matt inside a small room filled with cleaning supplies. Heimdall looks at the room and Matt.*

Heimdall: Matt, please come out of our cleaning supply closet.

*Turning to Irvine(Sir-vin)*

Heimdall: Your apprentice here was found trying to sneak into the areas of the ship we restricted. Now it would seem he was doing this on his own because he was bored.

When you brought him aboard you said you take full responsiblity for him. As such were normally the punishment for this act would fall soley on him, you get to share in it as well. Since this is the first offense I'm just cutting rations for one week for both of you. If you wish to punish him further, it's entirely up to you.

*turning towards Matt*

It is obvisous that your Master didn't tell you that the ship is aware of everything that goes on inside of it. You try to gain access to any of the restricted areas again with out our permission and the ship will probably do far worse then lock you in a closet. Won't you?

*Heimdall montions towards the ceiling where a hatch slide open and a turrent dropped down.*

Asgardried *same voice that spoke to Matt*: Yes I will, I might just show him some home movies and bore him to death.

*The turrent retracts up into it's housing and the hatch closes again, blending right in with the rest of the ceiling

Heimdall: That is enough. Irvine, I suggest your next lesson be focused teaching your student some patience....

Asgardried: I'm sorry to interrupt, but Josine has just expired rather violently. I have sealed the room off and have some droids examining the area. I'll report as soon as I find any information.

Heimdall: Thank you. If you'll excuse me.

*Heimdall leaves and heads back towards the bridge*

08-19-2004, 04:30 PM
Tanara stopped, puzzled. She was standing near a ship of a kind she had never seen before and the Jedi presence was very close. She could easily tell there were Jedi on the ship, but what they were doing here was still a mystery to her.

"For shame they don't have doorbells," she muttered as she found the entrance to the ship. "I would feel better about this if I could let someone know I'm coming in."

As it was, she simply walked in, stopping just inside the entrance.

08-19-2004, 04:49 PM
*Tanara quickly found a number of weapon emplacements pointed towards her. The door leading to the interior of the ship was sealed.* ((The main entrance has a double door system, like airlocks))

Asgardried: Who are you?

*Heimdall enters the bridge and sits down by Svafa. Tanara's image was now on the monitor that had recently been showing Matt*

Heimdall: I see we have another visitor.

Svafa: Up, and since your here, I'll go say hi.

*Svafa stands up and leaves the bridge heading for the main entrance.*

08-19-2004, 05:32 PM
Tanara's eyes widened. "Apparently, I'm a person with a little too much curiosity." She shrugged. "It would seem I'm not welcome. If this is incorrect, let me know. If I'm right, I'll be leaving now."

08-19-2004, 07:28 PM
*The door behind Tanara quickly closes.*

Asgardried: That doesn't answer my question. And don't bother using that lightsaber (I'm assuming she has one since she is a jedi knight.) to get out. My masters will probably want to talk to you.

*Svafa on her way to the entrance quickly stops off at her quarters and grabs her sword. Moments later she is on the otherside of the door watching Tanara on a monitor. Waiting for an answer*

08-19-2004, 07:37 PM
((Yay! Welcome, wildjedi :D))

Misae's Quarters, Asgardried

The whisper in her head had died away again. Misae had drifted off into a doze when she suddenly became aware of a presence that had been on the peripheral of her consciousness for a short while already.

Another Jedi! Alive...

One year ago, when she had felt the destruction of Yavin IV, she had become convinced that she was the last living Jedi. She was soon disproven, however, when Halren Flax showed up. And perhaps the red-haired Irvine counted. Still, she knew that almost all Jedi in the galaxy were dead...

She had two conflicting impulses. She obeyed the stronger one.

She opened her door and left her quarters for the first time in ages, moving towards the new presence.

08-19-2004, 07:41 PM
*Matt looked at RH Irvine*
Matt: Sorry.

08-19-2004, 09:59 PM
*Sir-Vin sighs.*

Sir-Vin "I wouldn't blame your own curosity, but I thought I told you about the restricted areas of the ship. Never the less your mistake cost both of us some food for the next week." *lows head and smiles*

"Well, back to training. I'd like you to move and reorganise the larger creates in the cargo bay in a few hours after you meditate about your 'boredom'. And when you are training in the cargo hold try not to drop any of them, it might cost us more rations cut. I have to go see something."

*Sir-vin goes to where the 'new arrival' has been.*

08-19-2004, 11:32 PM
((Just for the Record Superthrawn did mean Gerd and not Grend))

Gerd: Awwww how cute. Who are you?

08-19-2004, 11:44 PM
*Matt went off to the cargo bay. He managed to stack the crates without dropping even one of them.*

08-20-2004, 12:35 AM
Ritchet straightened himself up, and looked around for a second before answering.

"I'm Ritchet. How I got here is a long and somewhat interesting story, but not worth the telling at this point. All I can tell you is that I've been sent to help you."

"So, can you tell me exactly what it is you're doing and who you are?"

08-20-2004, 12:42 AM
Gerd: I'm Gerd, and I'm taking a walk in my new armor. Do you like it?

Idun to Gerd: Who are you talking to?

08-20-2004, 01:05 AM
Tanara's hand went briefly to her lightsaber when the door closed behind her. Then she calmed herself and nodded.

"Talk to me," she said. "If I have learned one thing, it is that when someone says 'talk' it does not always mean communication. I know when I am at a disadvantage, however, and I will be willing to talk."

She paused and smiled. "Am I being let in or is someone coming to me?"

08-20-2004, 12:06 PM
Originally posted by jokemaster
*Matt went off to the cargo bay. He managed to stack the crates without dropping even one of them.*

((Not really trying to be rude or anything, heck it may be my error in wording it ^_^

Sir-vin wanted matt to meditate first :D))

08-20-2004, 01:25 PM
((Oh, ummm....ermmm.....whoops
*flashes everyone with the MIB memory eraser thingies*))
*Matt went to his room and meditated a while.*

08-20-2004, 01:39 PM
Asgardried: You still haven't answered the question. You will stay in there until you do.

08-21-2004, 03:31 PM
*Matt finished meditating and went to begin stacking the crates*

08-21-2004, 08:27 PM
Yevoh, Town

Raschel walked down the dirty streets, reminiscing. She had wandered into the housing district of the town, and passed by many quiet houses, noting that many of them seemed abandoned.

Probably left because of the food shortages...poor people...

The street she was walking down now, in fact, had not a resident in sight. Everything was very quiet.

Then, suddenly, she heard a crash. It sounded like furniture breaking. It was followed by a few more crashes and thuds, interspersed with several shouts in a language she couldn't recognize.

She approached the house cautiously. A curtain-covered window was open, and she stopped by it cautiously. Then came a voice in Basic. It was calm, quiet, and ice-cold.

"My men, Sejhan? Where are they?"

The other voice sounded more normal. "They left. Fled. Ran off. Got the cold shoulder. Really bad case of it. Happens. I mean, I warned you."

"All of them at once?"

There was silence for a moment, then the first voice continued.

"You frightened them away. Or have you had them killed?"

"No, I haven't." A pause. "Well, I --- you see, they --- okay, yes, I did. They were a liability, Duncan."

"How can I have a crusade without crusaders?"

"I'm not asking you for a crusade! You just have to kill one little baby Jotun. I mean, for crying out loud. You've done this already how many times?"

"The offspring of Thiazi will be a very powerful creature. Thiazi himself, I could not kill. And the prophecies you yourself obtained said that it is by this child's power that the galaxy has come to this, and by this child's power it will be destroyed."

"I think you're reading too much in between the lines. She's only, what, ten, eleven? This is a nip-it-in-the-bud mission. Kill the demon child before she can grow up and finish off everything."

"If there is little danger, why have you deprived me of my soldiers?"

"You're the only one in this galaxy capable of killing the Jotun. Maybe you were thinking of making them cannon fodder, but it wouldn't have worked. The Jotun's protectors would have finished them off before you could say 'bad idea'."

"I armed them against Jotuns. Certainly some would have died, but they would have at least matched blow for blow, death for death. Unless there is something you are not telling me."

There is a long pause. And a sigh.

"The Jotun child is not with other Jotuns."

Silence. Then the first voice started again, with a steely edge.


"She's with this group of fanatic mystics, who believe they can restore the galaxy by finding an ancient legendary power. You know, another one of those post-Holocaust cults that have been popping up all over. They're pretty dangerous, though. They've been carting her around for the past eight months."

"But why is she not with her kind?"

"She was separated from the other Jotuns in the Holocaust. I had thought her kind would have retrieved her by now, and I didn't want to make things...murkier."

"Murkier? The Jotuns are pure evil personified. Those who wish to align themselves with such evil shall die along with it. I have killed many Sith..."

"Her protectors aren't Sith. In fact, they believe themselves to be really nice guys. And girls. They probably think she's just the most adorable little girl. Look, I know you never killed innocents---"

"I am no fool, Sejhan. I understand war. There can be no pity for innocents who use themselves as a willing shield for evil."

"But ---oh. Well... good. Then there's no problem?"

"This evil must die. So will anyone who stands in the way of my justice. No matter their motives for doing so."

"Right. Guess I underestimated you. Sorry."

"I must know everything, if I am to do this."

"Right. No, gotcha. My mistake."

"You've kept nothing else from me, then?"

"Uh - no. Nothing I can think of."

"Good. Now, I am going out for a drink. I will expect you here when I return. I must know everything about these new adversaries I will face."

"Yeah. Got it."

There was a strange sound, then a pause. Raschel tensed and shrunk into the shadows. Footsteps came closer. The door opened, and a man walked out. He headed down the street without a backward glance.

Raschel didn't dare move until over a minute had passed since he had left. She peeked cautiously in through the window. The man's companion had vanished.

She had a very bad feeling about the conversation she had just overheard.

I have to get out of here.

Forcing herself to move nonchalantly as well as quietly, she walked away from the house in the opposite direction Duncan had left in. Once out of the vicinity, she broke into a run.

((Edit: Made a typo, posted a sentence twice ;)))

08-22-2004, 01:34 AM
Ritchet turned to Idun, and spoke in his loudest, deepest voice (which was, all told, not very loud, nor deep) and said, "She's talking to me!" Idun looked down at the talking mouse, mouth agape for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Well....that's quite rude. If I were....I'd teach you...you can..."

He finally realized that he wasn't going to be able to respond to threats very well.

"Uh, yeah, I like your armor," he sighed, in defeat.

08-22-2004, 01:43 AM
((OOS: superthrawn, please don't control other people's characters. Admiral might not want to have Idun laugh, even though it's the reaction you want. ;)

Will post an actual post in a bit...^^;;))

08-22-2004, 02:10 AM
((OOS: Reds, right. Idun wouldn't have laughed or stood with her mough gapping, it doesn't fit her character. Just to keep most of your post intact:))

*Just as Ritchet was about to shout, Idun reached Gerd and not seeing the mouse nearly stepped on him. His somewhat quiet shout saved him from becoming part of Idun's boot as she quickly stepped asided and gazed at this strange diminutive creature.

Ritchet: Well....that's quite rude. If I were....I'd teach you...you can..

Uh, yeah, I like your armor.

Gerd: Thank you, Heimdall made it just for me.

*As Idun looks at the mouse she notices that he is covered in something like blood.*

Idun: Is that blood?

((Superthrawn, I'm fairly positive you said Ritchet would still be covered in blood, if I'm mistken just ignore what Idun said))

08-22-2004, 02:23 AM
Yevoh, Marketplace

Marin walked down alongside the booths the Irvines had been through earlier, vaguely heading back to the Asgardried, reminiscing.

I told my father I'd be back in a month, two months at most, when I left. It's been over twelve months...a year.

No one had celebrated her 17th birthday. She had forgotten about it herself until a week after it had passed. Seventeen and a murderer. My father would be so proud.

Obviously I can't go back now, even if there was a way to. I'm going to become an adult in an alien galaxy, in an alien dimension...but an alien galaxy that I'm trying to save. What happens, though, if...when we get the Time Matrix? If we can rewind all this...will I be able to get my lost years back? Or will I be making a happy life only for another me?

She began to feel dizzy. The scenery swam before her eyes. She noticed with some alarm that she had wandered out of the marketplace and onto a side street.

That's probably bad...

She opened her mouth to shout, but discovered she could only give empty gasps. She sucked in air, but it did nothing for her. She couldn't breathe!

Water! I have to get to water!

She stumbled and fell against a wall. She was suffocating. She was a Water-Breather, after all, and she hadn't been in water for...how long?

I'm going to die. That's it, it's over.

Then something covered her gasping mouth, forcing it closed. Something else was placed over her nose.


She sucked in the liquid, filling her lungs.

She could hear screaming. It sounded like Raschel. "Stop! What are you doing, you're killing her!" At the moment, she didn't particularly care.

She exhaled and inhaled again. Then the source of the liquid was jerked away, and she gasped for a few more seconds. Then, she felt a tingling sensation, and everything went black.

08-22-2004, 11:56 AM
((aren't we rushing things a bit here JM? i'll get back to ya :)))

*Sir-Vin begins walking down to the cargo bay, he senses something in the force, he stops in his tracks... Desparation... Shock... Panic...

In the past eight months he's consentrated on focusing his mental consentration, enhancing areas where he lacked, mainly sensing others with the force. But for the time that he'd been on the ship, he'd not have much any other then the company around him to help practice on. Dispite being able to sense the groups of people in the marketplace, and in other areas outside, the one's whom he'd been near the longest are more clearer to him...*

Sir-Vin "Asgardried! Marin's in trouble!"

*He begins running for the nearest exit hatch...*

08-22-2004, 04:15 PM
((OOS: Before everyone's characters magically find Marin, let me point out that she's now unconscious, and thus just slightly harder to sense. ;) So is Raschel. Also, by now they're no longer in the marketplace.

Scar: What, is JM supposed to just not post for a while until you think he's spent enough time meditating? :p


08-22-2004, 05:45 PM
((red: :P

no not really, but couldn't JM could make him character do something other then what i say he should do :)

okay, i'll follow with your 'non-magically finding' :)))

08-22-2004, 08:04 PM
((Scar: Yeah, he just got in trouble, I think I'd go and do what I'd been asked to do before,y'know, wandering off to explore again))
*Matt sensed that Sir-Vin was agitated, he dropped the crate he was carrying, and ran to where he sensed Sir-Vin was.*

08-23-2004, 02:11 AM

Raschel had been heading back to the Asgardried as quickly as she could, when she had seen the man from the house - "Duncan" - again. He had dashed past her down a side street, and she had been surprised to see that Marin was his target. What especially shocked her was when "Duncan" held her against the wall, covered her mouth and forced his canteen of water over her nose.

She had tried to pull him off, but he had thrown her off as if she weighed nothing, knocking the wind out of her. Then he had taken a sharp, greenish-glowing object and pricked first her, than Marin with it. And she had passed out.

Now she was startled awake as something else pricked her.

In front of her was the Man. Duncan. In one hand he had a needle, in another he had a blaster. The latter was pointed at her.

She was sitting in a chair. Her hands were fastened to it with stun cuffs.

Close to the chair was a human-sized tub that was perched on a small bench. There was a crack in the bottom of the tub that looked recent, and water was draining out of it. But perched on top of it with a small clamp, a hose fed more water in.

She craned her neck to see inside the tub, and her eyes widened in horror. Marin's body was floating face down just under the water, unmoving. She dropped her eyes in horror.

"You sick creep. You'll pay dearly for this, I swear it," she snarled at the man in front of her.

"Calm yourself. She breathes water."

Unbelievingly, she raised her head to stare at Duncan. He looked sincere.

He believes it. Wonderful, I'm dealing with a psychopath.

He spoke again. "It it obvious that you are not familiar with mud elves, or Amnaer. I thought she was your companion, or perhaps your servant. Perhaps I was mistaken."


"Still, the presence of the two of you in this dimension in the same place, at the same time, arouses my curiosity." He raised the blaster higher. "A mystery."

Raschel snarled. "You're babbling nonsense, you psychopathic murderer." No, don't do that. You're supposed to play along, to get him to let his guard down until you get a chance to escape. But somehow she couldn't think logically...

Then, Marin's body moved in the bathtub.

Stunned, she watched as the "dead" girl sat up, water streaming off her face. Marin looked around with a bleary, half-awake look on her face, then splashed her face with more water. She stared around. "Raschel? What are you doing here? What's going on?"

Duncan smiled a small smile. "So you do know each other."

Raschel gaped. "But...you...you're dead. You drowned..."

Marin smiled wryly. "Did I never mention? I'm a Water-Breather. I guess I was out of water too long." Her eyes flickered across Raschel, and noticed the cuffs on her arms. She looked at Duncan, then at his blaster, and froze.

"I am curious to know what two aliens are doing here," said Duncan.

08-23-2004, 03:32 AM
*The Asgardried patched Irvine through to the bridge so Heimdall heard him*

Heimdall *over the ships comm*: Irvine wait a second and think before you blindly rush off and get into trouble. Do you know where Marin is? Do you have anyidea what kind of trouble she is in? Have you considered that your presence may further endanger her? Have you put any real thought into your actions? And Finally what kind of example are you setting for your student?

08-23-2004, 04:26 PM
Character Stuff

Orthos Darkstar

Orthos, son of Syrnl. Somehow managing to bear BOTH celestial beings that plague his family history. A tall dark haired and dark eyed human. Force blind, and force ignored [akin to the Yuuzahn Vong]

Elella Starkiller

Jedi daughter of Deac Starkiller. Short, red haired, uses one single yellow lightsaber.

Gortick Darkstar

Syrnl's forgotten son. Incredibly powerful with the force, but untrained. Orthos' twin brother.


Yevoh, Town Outskirts

*Elella and Gortick train with lightsabers, duelling quickly. Gortick has constructed himself a blue double saber. He has also grown greatly more muscular since they found him.

Meanwhile, Orthos sits atop a hill*

A year ago today. I was a down and out former soldier, waiting for Deac to get back so I could go around with him. Then half the galaxy explodes, I get two avatars who won't talk to me, Dad comes back, him and Lokpihet get killed, and I find myself with this bunch. Then again, I'm glad I found what's left of my family. Except for mother.

Got some news for you, Orthos

Yes, we have. For once we agree on something.

Orthos: Both of you? You don't talk for half a year then you suddenly come back.

Yes. We've been studying.

Orthos: What?

Avatar fusion

You might need it

Orthos: BOTH of you? Can I do that?


08-23-2004, 09:28 PM
Irvine "Who ever said I wasn't. I was thinking that now that you knew about it, we could start thiking of something to do about it, what I'm doing is that I'm going to round up the others. If you could, contact whoever we can, hopefully Marin is the only one who's missing."

08-23-2004, 11:12 PM
Heimdall: Sure you were. Regardless, try to keep your composure.

08-24-2004, 01:49 AM
((Deac: I think you forgot to say how Gortick actually looks. :D

Will post in a bit as am feeling a bit dead/tired x_x))

08-24-2004, 01:48 PM
*Matt arrived to Sir-Vin's position*
Matt: Marin's missing?

08-24-2004, 02:14 PM
*Sir-vin pauses for a moment, he didn't sense her.*

Sir-Vin "I don't know yet."

*Sir-vin exits the Asgardried, and begins walking to where he 'thought' where he sensed Marin's destress.*

08-24-2004, 02:30 PM
*Matt followed after Sir-Vin*

08-24-2004, 05:11 PM
[Gortick is Orthos IDENTICAL twin]

08-24-2004, 07:56 PM
((Deac: Oh, missed that part in the description. Still, they could've been fraternal twins :xp: ;)))


Raschel stared at the man in confusion.


"I'm not an---"

There was a whirring sound behind her. "Duncan, what the hell is this?"

She turned her head to the side and saw a what appeared to be tall man in a cloak. Only his face was visible. He looked somewhat human, except the skin was a dull gray-beige, looked loose, and was ridiculously marred and scarred...no, not scarred, rent, as if the creature had had a blade taken to his face, and the cuts had not healed, only dried up.

"Do you know who these people are?"

"I was just broaching that subject," Duncan replied, far calmer than the cloaked man.

"They're the enemy, Duncan! Their friends will be along soon. I mean, I appreciate your initiative, but this is bad timing, very bad. I just got back from some mystics --- other mystics --- and the timetables are nothing but bad news. Quick, we've got to figure this out. Got a place to hide these two? A cellar with some cloaking magics on it? A large rug? Is any of this getting through to you?"

Sejhan stared at Duncan. Duncan stared back. Raschel and Marin stared at both of them in utter confusion.

Duncan broke the brief silence. "These two are among the group of mystics that is protecting the evil one, then?"

Sejhan looked exasperated. "Yes! That's what I was telling you! Weren't you paying attention?"

Duncan looked at Marin and Raschel. Marin looked wary. "We're mystics? Protecting the evil one? I think you must have us confused with someone else..."

"Don't tell them anything," Raschel hissed.

"So," Duncan said. "While your friend the Amnaer seems to be innocent in this, clearly you are not."

Marin looked baffled. "What are you talking about, Raschel?"

Duncan stood up. "I must be going now. However, "Raschel", I know what you heard, and I have a message for you to take to your leaders. Listen carefully" - he leaned in closer - "'I know what you harbor. I am Cyrus Duncan, slayer of demons. I have waited thirty-five thousand years for my vengeance, and now I am coming for you.'"

He walked out the door. Sejhan looked at the two with an unreadable expression on his face, then disappeared into thin air.

08-24-2004, 09:11 PM
(OOS: Yes, he is. And you guys are too active...I'm having way too much fun owning call of duty on my conn at school to be RPing...)

Yes, it is blood. I'm covered in blood, because of the fact that I just recently entered this universe through the chest of a young teenage girl. Obviously, she wasn't too happy about that, and she just fell to pieces *snicker.*

However, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted...can anyone tell me why I might be here to help you?

(OOS: Sorry, wasn't trying to godmod. I just did what I thought a normal character might...I don't know these guys, gimme a break! :) )

08-24-2004, 11:52 PM
Originally posted by Admiral
Asgardried: You still haven't answered the question. You will stay in there until you do.

Tanara's breath was let out in a small sigh.

"My name is Tanara," she said, staring at the door before her and wondering if the Jedi she had sensed were in control of this ship or captives of it.

08-25-2004, 12:04 AM
((Tanara could have sensed that RH Irvine(Sir-Vin) leaving the ship ;)))

08-25-2004, 12:30 AM
Asgardried: Outside the Cargo hold

Idun: You obviously have the wrong people. We do not need or want the aid of a creature who makes jokes about the death of an innocent girl.

Gerd, please go inside. We will have to take that walk another time. *Looking down at Ritchet* As for you, try and enter the ship and the girl will be avenged.

*Idun puts an arm around Gerd and leads her inside the cargo hold heading for the door leading further inside the ship. Gerd had a confused look on her face*

Gerd: But he seemed nice.

*While Idun and Gerd were reentering the ship more turrents dropped from the ceiling and locked onto Ritchet*
Asgardried: Main entrance
*The Asgardried was silent for a moment, accessing data*

Asgardried: Your identitiy has been confirmed as Jedi Knight Tanara.

*The interior door slides open revealing Svafa standing there, a sword in hand angled towards the floor*

Svafa: What business do you have here Jedi?

08-25-2004, 10:25 PM
Tanara's hand touched her lightsaber as the door slid open. Then, she let her hand fall limp at her side.

"I have no official business," she said. "In this case, I was merely curious. I have sensed the presence of other Jedi and it was my decision to investigate."

08-26-2004, 01:22 AM
Svafa: Since you have no business here, I suggest you leave before your curiousity really gets you in trouble.

08-26-2004, 02:59 AM
Rithcet sighed for the umpteenth time, that day, and looked toward the ship. The turrets tracked his every move, and he had to laugh inwardly. All this attention for a mouse? These people did net quite a bit of help, it would seem, if they were so concerned about an animal this small. Paranoia is a fatal desease in some lesser developed regions of the galaxy these days.

Summoning his ability one last time, he focused very inently on Idun, and the small trail that he left in the universe...

With the sound of a small pop, Rithcet returned to his new "friends" completely inside the ship, landing on Idun's shoulder, and taking him completely by surprise.

"I didn't mean to kill her, you know."

08-26-2004, 05:48 AM
((Idun is a woman, superthrawn. :D

wildjedi: A little background on the below post; Yavin IV was one of the many planets destroyed in the Holocaust, and most of the Jedi are dead.))

Asgardried: Main Entrance

Misae walked up behind Svafa. She appeared haggard, and her hair and clothing were severely disheveled. Her lightsaber hung carelessly at her hip. Her eyes appeared haunted. She stared at Tanara as if seeing a ghost.

"Jedi," she softly hissed. "How is it that you are alive?"


Yevoh, Marketplace

A large, winged shadow passed over Sir-vin's head, then Matt's.

Marin was in the form of an enormous bird, carrying Raschel, an arm in each taloned foot. She was heading towards the Asgardried.

08-26-2004, 11:14 AM
*Sir-Vin stops and looks upward*

Sir-Vin "Raschel!"

08-26-2004, 02:06 PM
Matt: Is Raschel hurt?

08-26-2004, 02:55 PM
((Maybe it just me, but wouldn't Sir-Vin reconize Raschel first instead of Marin who is currenlty a large bird?))

*In a fluid motion Idun reaches up grabs Ritchet and slams him into a bulkhead. Her hand squeezing the mouse around his small neck*

Idun: Gerd go to Heimdall.

*Gerd runs down the hallway towards the bridge*

Idun: I warned you not to follow us into this ship, now the Girl will be avenged.

*Idun squeezed Ritchet even harder, as more turrents drop down and lock onto the mouse*

08-26-2004, 03:12 PM
((oh yeah, right ^_^))

08-26-2004, 03:17 PM
*Matt stared at the bird which Sir-Vin appeared to think was Marin*
Matt: Just when I think there's someone in my age range that's normal...

08-26-2004, 07:51 PM
((OOS: JM, Matt has seen Marin shapeshift. ;) Remember, she was posing as Raschel for a large part of last chapter.

Will post in a bit. Looks like I need a deus ex machina for superthrawn's mouse. ;)))

08-26-2004, 11:02 PM
((edit: Never mind this OOC stuff. :D We do have a discussion thread (http://www.lucasforums.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=133875) for a reason. ;)))

08-27-2004, 05:34 PM
Matt: Well they appear to be all right, what now?

08-27-2004, 09:25 PM
Guy's Ship

Guy was awakened from his sleep by an alarm sounding. He ignores it for several moments, then gives in and rises.

"Ship, interface."

Long tendrils snaked out of the ship's systems and touched Guy's crystalline, sightless eyes.

A visitor, he thought.

"Yes," a voice responded aloud. Guy whirled instinctively, even though he knew he would not see anything---and yet, he did. T was standing there amid the blackness in front of his eyes.

"What do you want now?" Guy demanded.


Asgardried, Cargo Hold

Guy's ship activated lights, and shone them on Idun and Ritchet.

Guy's voice spoke from the ship. "Do you intend to kill the visitor, Idun? He can be very helpful."

08-27-2004, 11:26 PM
Sir-Vin "Curious... Matt maybe you should go to cargo bay 1 and practice your lightsaber technique for a bit agenst a drone."

*Sir-Vin pulls out an Arakyd Inquisitor and hands it to Matt.*

((Not sure if thats the actual name, but i'm just going with the JKII thing))

Sir-Vin "I and going to check things out with those two, then I'll be there."

08-27-2004, 11:38 PM
Idun: If you think it can be helpful then come out here and take custody of it. Otherwise it will die.

*Idun increases pressure to Ritchet throat*

08-27-2004, 11:44 PM
Matt: Say hi to them for me will ya?
*Matt went off to the cargo bay and started practicing with the lightsaber Sir-Vin had given to him and started practicing, thinking about the rest of the group. He had mostly kept to himself, the only persons he talked to regularly were the Irvine twins.*

08-28-2004, 10:16 AM
*Hal lies in bed, sleeping off the last effects of Narconan Blue fever which he caught at their last planet stop.*

*Suddenly chip, Hal's R2 lets out a high pitched peeling sound.*

Hal: Wah? What time is it? *Checks clock.* Eh, *cough.* I need to get up.

*Hal falls out of bed and heads for the hydro-shower. After his shower he dresses in dark green trousers and knee high boots, he tugs on a shirt and long vest and then heads for the door, grabbing his utility belt on the way out.*

08-28-2004, 07:40 PM
Ritchet stared coldly into the eyes of Idun.

"Consider something," he coughed. "I'm an interdimensional being. Killing me achieves nothing. I can come back and inhabit the body of some other unfortunate soul...sure, I can't come back as anything larger than a mouse...but you wouldn't want every disease infected pest from here to the ends of the universe biting you every day, now would you?"

Ritchet had played his trump card.

08-29-2004, 11:26 AM
Originally posted by Redwing
((Idun is a woman, superthrawn. :D

wildjedi: A little background on the below post; Yavin IV was one of the many planets destroyed in the Holocaust, and most of the Jedi are dead.))

Asgardried: Main Entrance

Misae walked up behind Svafa. She appeared haggard, and her hair and clothing were severely disheveled. Her lightsaber hung carelessly at her hip. Her eyes appeared haunted. She stared at Tanara as if seeing a ghost.

"Jedi," she softly hissed. "How is it that you are alive?"

Tanara stared at Misae for a few seconds before trusting her voice to work.

"You've changed, Misae," she said quietly. "Do you not recognize me?"

08-29-2004, 12:01 PM
((suggestive criticism
although red might 'okay' it, cus they are both most likey been trained at Coruscant, can't really say that a character is 'known' by some other character ;)))

08-29-2004, 12:15 PM
((Don't worry, Scar, Red suggested this in a PM to me.))

08-29-2004, 02:05 PM
*Hal goes to the gally and gets something to eat.*

08-30-2004, 05:23 AM
((Yes, Scar, I did. ^_^

Sorry about the lack of posting, have been a tad busy. Shall do so later today, as am still a tad busy. :D))

08-30-2004, 06:14 AM
((I didnt make anything of it :p ^^

hal not insterested in another Jedi around?))

08-30-2004, 07:44 AM
*Gortick suddenly picks up*

Gortick: Something bad's happening.

Elella: Orthos! Time to go!

*The three run to a parked speeder and race back toward the ship*

08-30-2004, 01:26 PM
*Hal finishes a pastry and tugs on his fighting gauntlets. He goes down to the main ramp and walks in on the three women.*

Hal: *Looks at Tanara.* Well, It's been a while. Maybe the woman could give a better account of herself if she didn't have a sword pointed at her throat, Svafa.

08-30-2004, 01:55 PM
Asgardried, Cargo Hold

"Very well," Guy's voice responded from his ship.

The ship opened up. Guy slowly descended from the ramp. Attached to his arms and legs were robotic harnesses, with long spider-like appendages fanning out from them, feeling the surrounding area and guiding him.

"Idun," he said. "Perhaps you could tell me how to take custody of your prisoner, as I cannot see it or you, and I was not told what shape or form it would be in."


Asgardried, Entryway

Misae's eyes widened and she jerked back as Tanara spoke, cleary recognizing her voice.


Her hand convulsively clutched her lightsaber.

"Impossible. You died. You were on Yavin IV with the others."

08-30-2004, 02:24 PM
Asgardried: Cargo Hold

Idun to Ritchet: You obviously do not know who you have crossed, but your in luck since Guy wants you alive.

*Idun Crosses over and puts Ritchet on Guy's shoulder.*

*Speaking mainly to Ritchet but also to Guy*

If Guy decides to take you along with us then understand this. The bridge, upper level, and our quarters are strictly off limits to you. If you teleport into them or otherwise try and gain access without our permission you will shown no mercy and executed on the spot. Oh, we don't respond well to threats, so try and choose what you say more carefully next time.

*Idun turns and walks into the ship, cape billowing behind her. The door quickly and silently closes behind her.*

Asgardried: Entrance way

Svafa*without looking at Hal*: Quiet Jedi, and no one is holding a sword to her throat *tapping the tip of the sword gently against the ground* and if she and her friend want to have a reunion please do it outside the ship.

*Outside the sky darkens as storm clouds move in. In the distance a rumble of thunder can be heard*

09-01-2004, 06:39 AM
"I escaped the destruction of Yavin IV," Tanara said, her voice low. "As you know, that was not long after I earned the rank of Knight. They sent me on my first mission, but it was not very well known that I was gone."

Her eyes were pointed to the ground as though this was a difficult thing for her to discuss.

09-01-2004, 02:13 PM
Asgardried, Exterior

*The speeder pulls up,and the trio leap out*

Orthos: Let's go in...

*Orthos unlocks the ship and enters, the others following behind*

09-01-2004, 03:59 PM
Asgardried: Cargo Hold

"I don't mean to be rude," Guy said, staring ahead at nothing, eyes still frozen and unmoving. "But who are you, what are you, what are you doing here, and why the hell did you kill that comatose girl?"

Asgardried, Exterior

Marin, the gigantic bird, soared over the Asgardried, still carrying Raschel. She dropped Raschel off a few feet above the ground, then landed herself, outside the ship's main entrance. Then she 'yelled' in thought-speech.

<Everyone! We have a problem.>

She did not demorph. She stayed in the form of the bird.

The entryway doors opened, and Misae exited, looking surprised. Behind her were Svafa, Hal, and ...a stranger.

Odd...what now?

09-01-2004, 06:03 PM
Sir-Vin *coming out* "What's going on? I could have swearn that I felt you in distress a while ago."

09-02-2004, 10:37 AM
Orthos: Marin! What's going on??

09-02-2004, 03:06 PM
Hal: You first Lad, whats got you in a lather?

09-03-2004, 07:26 AM
Ritchet sighed, again.

"Hello. I'm Ritchet, and I don't believe the rather rude female there has properly introduced us. I'm the manifestation of a powerful interdimensional being who is here, it seems, to help you on whatever quest you might be on. I don't know how or where I'll be able to help, but my father told me that you needed help, and told me where to go. Which, unfortunately, is the reason that I ended up inside that poor girl...it wasn't an intentional move on my part that got her killed...I had no desire to kill her, nor to get covered so completely with blood. As I told what's her name, I was told to go to that exact spot...my father can be so (he pauses for a long moment) rude like that sometimes.

Now, please. Who are you? And, more importantly, how can I help you?

09-05-2004, 02:43 PM
Asgardried, Cargo Hold

"That remains to be seen," Guy answered coldly. He began walking slowly towards the exit, heading towards Marin. "In the meantime, whoever you are, try not to make yourself conspicious, or the Aesir may change their minds about killing you."


Asgardried, Outside

"We've got psychotics after us...more psychotics. That's what," Raschel said. "Where is Heimdall? He needs to hear this."

09-05-2004, 03:41 PM
Matt: Better having a crazy person after us than a sane one, at least we'll know what the psycho will do....

09-06-2004, 05:57 AM
Elella: More? I didn't think there were any left!

09-06-2004, 07:37 AM
WH Irvine/Cracern "What did you expect? The universe is either falling apart physically or mentally, depending on where you are. Look at this colony for instance."

09-06-2004, 12:10 PM
Asgardried Bridge

*Gerd was just about at the bridge when door opened and Heimdall exited*

Heimdall: Looking for me?

Gerd: Yup, there a strange creature in the cargo hold. Idun is doing something with it.

Heimdall: Ahh, well come along, Marin and Raschel just arrived and by the looks of it they have something important to say.

Gerd: Ok.

*Gerd takes the lead and heads towards the entrance way. About half way there Heimdall suddenly pauses as if something struck him. Gerd took a couple more steps before realizing that Heimdall wasn't following, She turns to look behind her just as Idun rounded a corner and came upon them.

Idun quickly noticed something was amiss in Heimdall be his stance and the look in his face. In a few strides she is standing next to him, her eyes examining his face. She puts a hand on his shoulder and gently shakes*

Idun: Heimdall? Is something wrong?

*Her words seem to knock him out of his revere, he shakes his head and looks at Idun*

Heimdall *letting out a short sigh*: It won't be very long now, but there is still some time and we have some immediate things to take care of. I trust everything is alright in the cargo hold?

Idun: For now, I'll tell you more later.

Heimdall: Alright, come on I'm sure this is something we all should hear.

*The three continue towards the Entranceway, Heimdall showing no signs that anything had happened. Gerd looked a little confused but that quickly subsided. A minute later the three joined Svafa and the others at the entrance*

Heimdall: What is it Raschel?

09-06-2004, 12:57 PM
Aidan followed Heimdall shortly, looking somewhat tired but saying nothing.

"I have quite a bit to tell," Raschel said. "There’s someone out here hunting us.

"I was walking down a mostly-deserted street when I heard a commotion from one of the houses. I went to investigate, and I overheard a conversation between two beings, both humanoid. One appeared mostly human and called himself 'Cyrus Duncan'. The humanoid had an unusually scarred face and called himself 'Sejhan'. They spoke in Basic.

"The first thing I overheard was Duncan asking Sejhan where his men were. Sejhan claimed they fled out of fear. Duncan did not believe him and accused him of frightening them off or killing them. Sejhan first denied this, then admitted to it. He told Duncan that his men were a liability.

"Duncan asked Sejhan how he could have a crusade without crusaders. Sejhan replied that he was not asking Duncan for a crusade, just for him to kill 'one little baby Jotun'. He said something strange about crying out loud, and asked, 'You’ve done this already how many times?'

"Duncan replied saying that 'the offspring of Thiazi' – apparently his target – would be a very powerful creature. He was unable to kill this Thiazi in the past. He stated that the prophecies Sejhan himself had obtained said that it is by this child’s power that the galaxy has come to this state, and by this child’s power it will be destroyed.

"Sejhan told him that he was reading too much in between the lines. Duncan’s target – a girl, it seems – is only about ten to eleven years old. He stated, 'This is a nip-it-in-the-bud mission. Kill the demon child before she can grow up and finish off everything.'

"Duncan asked why Sejhan had deprived him of his soldiers if there was so little danger. Sejhan stated that he was the only one in this galaxy capable of killing the Jotun. He said Duncan’s men would have been useless even as cannon fodder, that the Jotun’s protectors would have finished them off before he could say 'bad idea'.

"Duncan replied that he had armed his soldiers against Jotuns, and that certainly some would have died, but they would have matched blow for blow, death for death. Sejhan told him that the Jotun child was not with other Jotuns. This came as a surprise to Duncan, and angered him.

"Sejhan told him that his target was with a group of 'fanatic mystics'. He said they believed they could restore the galaxy by finding an ancient legendary power. He said that these people have been carting this child around for the past eight months. Is any of this starting to ring some bells? And no, I’m not finished."

Raschel looked around at the group, eyes focusing especially on Heimdall, Gerd, and Idun.

09-06-2004, 01:59 PM
Hal: So all we have to do is kill or disable this Duncan, preferably kill, before he does a number on us.

09-06-2004, 02:53 PM
Guy stood against the Asgardried's hull, staring off into the distance. At the name "Cyrus Duncan" he twitched briefly, but said nothing.

Raschel continued.

"There's more, Hal.

"Sejhan said that this Jotun was separated from the rest of her kind in the Holocaust. He said he'd expected the other Jotuns to have retrieved her by now, and he hadn't wanted to make things 'murkier' for Duncan.

"Duncan replied that Jotuns were pure evil personified, so he had no problem killing those who wished to align themselves with one. He mentioned that he had killed many Sith. Sejhan told him that her protectors were not Sith, that they believed themselves to be 'really nice guys'. He said the Jotun's protectors would probably think of her as an adorable little girl. He said Duncan had never killed innocents.

"Duncan said that he wasn't a fool, and he understood war, and that there could be no pity for 'innocents who use themselves as a willing shield for evil'. This evil must die, he said, and so will anyone who stands in the way of his 'justice', no matter their motives. Sejhan apologized for underestimating him.

"The two seemed to come to an agreement after this, and Duncan left the house to get a drink. At the time I thought he hadn't seen me, so I left as quietly and quickly as possible and headed back here.

"In the marketplace nearby I heard the sounds of struggle from a side street, and came upon Duncan holding a canteen of water over Marin's face. She appeared to be suffocating."

She paused and looked at Marin, who was still in the form of a bird. Marin looked back, then spoke in thought speech. <I guess I forgot to mention that to everyone... I naturally breathe water.>

"I tried to pull him off her," Raschel continued. "He tossed me away as if I weighed nothing. He took a long, sharp, greenish-glowing metal object and pricked Marin with it, then me. It didn't penetrate my mithril armor, but the glow seemed to transfer onto my body, and I lost consciousness.

"I woke cuffed to a chair. Marin was in a bathtub filled with water. At the time I thought she was dead. Duncan was sitting in front of us. He told me it was obvious that I was not familiar with mud elves. Or "Amnaer". He said he had first thought Marin was my servant or slave, and he still thought our presence in the same dimension at the same time was suspicious. He apparently recognized that Marin was an outsider. He seemed to think I was as well. I don't know why.

"Then Marin woke up and called me by name." She looked at Marin again. "You said you'd been...out of water too long? Then Sejhan appeared. By appeared, I mean he came into existence out of thin air, as if he were a ghost.

"Sejhan was very agitated on seeing Marin and I, asking Duncan if he knew who we were, and calling us the 'enemy'. He said he appreciated Duncan's initiative, but that his timing was bad. Apparently 'other' mystics had told him that 'the timetables' were 'bad news'. He asked Duncan to hide us, but took no action himself.

"Duncan asked Sejhan if we were among the 'group of mystics' that was 'protecting the evil one'. Sejhan told him yes. Marin told them that they must have us confused with someone else. I told her not to say anything, and Duncan told me 'So, while your friend the Amnaer seems to be innocent in this, clearly you are not.'

"He then stood and said that he must be going. He told me he knew what I had heard, and that he had a message for me to take to my leaders.

"The message was this:

"'I know what you harbor. I am Cyrus Duncan, slayer of demons. I have waited thirty-five thousand years for my vengeance, and now I am coming for you.'

"He then walked out, and Sejhan vanished into thin air without saying another word. We came back here as quickly as possible."

She stopped speaking, and looked pointedly and questioningly at Heimdall, Idun and Svafa.

((Sorry for the length, everyone. ;)))

09-06-2004, 07:36 PM
Heimdall: The daughter of Thaizi is dead, killed by us, and yes she was very powerful. As far as this Duncan is concerned, if we had time I would say hunt him down and if necessary kill him. However, time is not a luxury we have. We will deal with him when and if the time comes, otherwise we should concentrate on our mission.

Asgardried *over an external speaker*: Hate to interupt this august assemble but the map has changed. I'm already plotting a nice and fast course.

Heimdall: Thank you. *Looking at Tanara* I see the new jedi is still here. You'll have to excuse us but we need to be leaving.

09-07-2004, 04:46 AM
[Cyrus...rings a bell somewhere...]

Orthos: Is the ship clear? Maybe we should get off this rock..

09-07-2004, 12:21 PM
Hal: Right then, we need to go. Believe me, you don't want to get caught up in this Tanara.

09-07-2004, 10:51 PM
As a bird slowly waking and starting to sing, Ritchet walked into the conversation.

"That is very interesting information you have there, my friend. I think I see know why I have been sent to help you.

A few weeks ago, I was sent by my father to accomplish a mission in a dimension significantly closer to my own than this I am now. The details are useless, but what I can tell you is that this mission involved the recovery of a series of plans for a type of superweapon...one so devastating, so mobile, so powerful, that if released, it would bring the universe to the edge of destruction. It achieves total integration with the user: you literally are the weapon.

Unfortunately, I was thwarted by a man who only called himself Sage Haan, but a few of his characteristics match those of your Sejhan perfectly; most noticeable is his ability to materialze out of thin air. He was accompanied by a man he only called 'K'; this man had the look of a fanatic, and a lunatic in his eyes. He hungered for something, but that is all I know. I could not tell more; though I battled with both, together they defeated me handily, in a much stronger body than I now hold. I can tell you this: if they get their hands on this weapon, there is no doubt in my mind that they will destroy this girl you seek, as well as much else of the world. Assuming, of course, they are who I think they are."

09-08-2004, 06:10 AM
Tanara stood by silently, listening to all that was said. Finally, she reentered the conversation. "If you need help, I am not about to leave you without it. I will help you in any way I can."

09-08-2004, 12:00 PM
*Matt arrived*
Matt: Who's she and the talking bird?

09-08-2004, 01:47 PM
Sir-Vin "She seems to be another surviving Jedi, and the bird is Marin. Speaking of which, why haven't you transformed back?"

09-08-2004, 02:30 PM
((OOS: Gah. Lots of people talking at once.

Deac: Good. It should. :D

edit: Oops, Ritchet didn't change into a bird...XD *Cuts first sentence*))

Raschel stared at Ritchet. "Who are you?"

"Its name is Ritchet," Guy answered. "It will be staying with us for the time being. Ritchet, we can talk about your 'Sage Haan' aboard the ship."

He turned and began to slowly walk back towards the Asgardried.

"In case you haven't noticed," he added over his shoulder, "this universe doesn't have much left to destroy."

Misae looked sharply at Hal as he spoke, and her eyes flickered briefly over the Aesir on their way back to Tanara. "Yes," she said. "Come with us, Tanara. Help is something we've been short on lately."

Marin ruffled her feathers at Sir-vin's question. <I'll demorph later.>

She directed a message in private thought-speech to Heimdall, in a wry tone. <You wouldn't happen to have an especially large aquarium stashed away somewhere, would you?>

09-08-2004, 02:38 PM
Matt: Shouldn't she change back now?

09-08-2004, 04:16 PM
Heimdall: Misea, Tanara may come along if both you and her want that. However, you will be responsible for her and need to tell her all the rules of this ship. We will leave in five minutes anyone not aboard the ship at that time will be left behind.

*looking at Marin* No, but tell me how much you need and we will work something out for the time being. A permant solution will be implemented as soon as possible.

*Heimdall turns and walks back into the ship, Idun, Svafa following. Gerd waits a moment before running back inside as well*

Heimdall: So where are we heading to now?

Asgardried: Home.

09-08-2004, 10:30 PM
Ritchet screamed at the top of his tiny mouse lungs, "Wait for me!? Can someone please carry me?"

09-09-2004, 08:58 AM
*Elella picks up Richet*

Elella: Come along then...

*The three relatives board*

09-09-2004, 09:51 AM
((superthrawn, I thought Ritchet changed to a bird in your last post. If I misread it, which I probably did, since when did Ritchet leave Guy's shoulder? :D

Will actually post later))

09-09-2004, 01:04 PM
*Hal enters the ship.*

Hal: How long will this trip take, and where exactly is "home", Asgard?

09-09-2004, 04:31 PM
Sir-Vin *following Hal* "What sort of planet would you call 'Home'? It's their homeworld."

*WH Irvine staying a bit behind looking at the colony.*

WH Irvine "I can't say I'd like to see these colonies in the next ten years. I can't think of a sadder site."

09-09-2004, 06:13 PM
Matt: I can name some.....So you know who the mouse is? Marin's brother or something?

09-09-2004, 07:07 PM
Asgardried: Corridor

Heimdall: Home refers to Midgard and the traveling times depends on our course. Asgard was destroyed in the holocaust. If you'll excuse me I need to do somethings on the bridge.

*Heimdall heads off to the bridge. Svafa, Idun and Gerd go to the lounge to look at the map.

Outside a loud bang of thunder can be heard. A couple of seconds later a heavy rain begins to fall from the clouds. The Asgardried Engines begin to come to life with a quite humming. The repulsorlift quickly cycle through to test readness. The Cargo bay doors begin to close stoping until Guy reenters the ship*

09-10-2004, 02:35 PM
*Hal heads to the lounge.*

09-10-2004, 06:26 PM
((Gah. What happened to my post last night? ><))

Marin answered Matt as the others boarded. <No, it's not. I don't know who that is. I guess it's a friend of Guy's.>

She flew into the ship after the others.

09-11-2004, 03:55 AM
*Orthos places his hand on WH Irvine's shoulder*

Orthos: That's what we're here to prevent. We're going to make this nightmare never happen...

*Gortick stops*

Gortick: And what about me? When you change everything, I'll be back at the mines before this all happened, won't I? Will you be able to come and find me?

Orthos: I don't know...but if I remember, I will find you. That's a promise.

09-11-2004, 06:39 AM
*WH Irvine turns around and smiles.*

WH Irvine "I'm not here to give a sob story, not my 'thing'. Let's get the hell out of here."

09-11-2004, 07:30 AM
Matt: Great keeps getting stranger and stranger. And knowing our destination, it's gonna get even stranger in a short while.

09-11-2004, 08:09 PM
Misae pulled Tanara aside as the two entered the ship.

"There's some things you need to know," she whispered hurridly.

09-11-2004, 09:55 PM

*Heimdall entered the bridge and took the pilot's seat. He was looking over the flight plan the Asgardried had set up.*

Heimdall: hmm...Two days with the slipstream drive. I guess it could be worse, we can cut it down a little. Don't bother with a small hyperjump just engage the slipstream as soon as possible. Patch me to Vidar if you would.

Asgardried: Ok...one second....there you go.

*An image of Vidar appears on a display in front of Heimdall*

Heimdall: Hello brother.

Vidar: Good to see you. What this about?

Heimdall: We are coming home. Should arrive in about two days. I'm starting to feel the call, I'll be getting the horn soon.

Vidar: I know, we are already preparing and fighting has commenced...

09-13-2004, 01:16 PM
*Hal changes his mind and heads for his quarters.

When he arrives Hal opens a steel bound chest set hard against the wall. He opened the chest and withdrew the contents. Hal had counted himself more than lucky that he had been able to find an Agamarian Armourer in the last eight months, let alone one skilled enough to work Dwarf Silver. Hal had had the man melt down the Asierien armour and fashion the scale shirt, greaves, gauntlets and collar he was far more comforable with. He had also had a helmet fashioned and had a shield faced with Mithril made.

Hal laid then aside and examined the loose surcoat ans heavey cloak he had bought from a tailor, as well as new knee high boots, breeches and tunic, all in blue. The Shield carried and Wolf and Hawk quartered and the same desighn was repeated on the surcoat ans cloak.

09-14-2004, 08:03 AM
((To get the story moving: I'm goign to assume everyone is on the ship...will post again a little later tonight having them reach Midgard))

*Exactly five minutes later the Asgardried's repulsor's flair up propelling the ship into the air. Igniting it's sublight engines the ship rotates and heads for space. The storm outside grew in more intensity lighting flashed passed the windows and rain pelted the ship until it finally broke through the clouds.

Once in orbit the shutters over the windows closed, the slipstream drive was engaged and the group was on their way to Midgard.

09-14-2004, 11:26 AM
*Orthos and Gortick went back to their quarters, where Orthos placed Starkiller in the overhead locker, and took his helm out of his cabinet and began to polish it. Gortick, meanwhile, begins to read yet another book*

09-14-2004, 12:31 PM
*Having laid out his armour and weapons Hal goes into a meditative trance.*

09-14-2004, 01:40 PM
*Sir-Vin walks into Matt's Quarters, carrying a small leather satchel.

He sits down on the chair from the desk, after spining it around to face the center of the room first.*

09-14-2004, 03:58 PM
*Matt walked into his cabin. He noticed Sir-Vin*
Matt: OK, I'll bite. What's going on.

09-14-2004, 04:13 PM
Sir-Vin "Have a seat Matthew." *points at a spot in the middle of the room.*

*Sir-Vin stands up, and walks over to the door and locks it, then goes to sit infront of the spot and sits on the floor, with the satchel on his lap.*

09-14-2004, 04:47 PM
*Matt followed the instructions*

09-14-2004, 08:23 PM
(("Followed the instructions" ?! :p
come on JM! think of something better :P
like diologue

Matt "WTF? STFU NUB! I ownz0rs j00!!11!1!one!!1one!!1"

j/k :P

anyway, here comes a bit of story for the two characters))

*Sir-Vin closes his eyes and slightly lowers his head.*

Sir-Vin "You still lack some discipline, although today's event I won't blame your curiosity. I won't hinder on such, it's natural, how ever it is that discipline that you fore lack of."

*Sir-Vin pulls from the scatchel a few incense wicks two stand for them, and a small black case.

He takes two wicks and ignites them both, and places them into stands between the two, roughly off to each side. Then he takes out the stone which he had purchased earilyer, which he places along with the small case in front of Matthew.*

Sir-Vin "There are meny ways in which to properly shape a rough ore like this into a useable crystal suitable for properly passing a beam of energy through. You have yet to have been gifted with the opertunity of wielding a Lightsaber of your own. However, like I mentioned, you lack discipline that I believe needs to be earned to be trusted with such. A lightsaber, is not a weapon, but an extention of a Jedi's being. I believe this way you can learn such discipline."

((waits for reply before continueing :3 ))

09-14-2004, 08:51 PM
((Since wildjedi hasn't posted, I'm just going to move this scene along.

Otherwise Admiral might kill me. :)))


"First of all," Misae whispered. "These people we're with, who own this ship, they're the Aesir. Yes, the Aesir. The ones who destroyed the stars, and killed my master, along with four-fifths of the galaxy's intelligent life. The ones no one can find any trace of, even with the Republic allying itself with the Imperials to look. Them."


Raschel's Quarters

Raschel entered alone, and shut and locked the door. She needed to think, to sort things out.

That conversation she had heard clearly meant that what they were trying to accomplish wasn't a secret or hidden thing anymore. If it ever was.

If two people know, then many people might know.

And the Aesir were hiding something, she was sure of it.

Something about that girl...


Marin's Quarters

Marin demorphed in the quiet of her room. To her relief, she was still able to breathe normally as she returned to her normal body, although her lungs rattled unpleasantly as they drew in too-dry normal air.

At least morphing can still be counted on to fix some things.

She felt a little dizzy.

This must be what asthma feels like to air-breathers.

It was an 'old wive's tale' among her people that if one of the "People of the Water", as they would say, stayed out of water for too long, their innards would shrivel up and they would either die or, if they had been deprived of water for a noble purpose, become cursed land-dwellers forever.

Of course this was not true, as Amnaer scientists and "half-landers" like her own father had demonstrated time and again. But a Water-Breather out of water too long did suffer averse effects, physical but especially psychological.

Physical effects were more pronounced in youth like herself...but with her overall good health, and the benefits morphing let her have, she had never even considered "drying up" and something she would have to worry about.

And as for the psychological effects...she had always thought herself immune to them. After all, a life with absent parents, spent mostly fending for yourself, tended to toughen you up a bit.

Clearly she wasn't tough enough.

09-15-2004, 07:43 AM
((Jeez, I was hungover when I wrote those posts, my brain didn't want to work))
Matt: Again, sorry about that. Nice stone, though. Picked it up on the colony when you went out?

09-15-2004, 09:25 AM
((well, I was thinking more things that Matt could do, like whats he thinking right now, and if he's doing anything
be specific :)))

Sir-Vin 'Needs more consentration too it seems..' "Yes, I did obtain this when I was out. Pay attention."

*Sir-Vin opens up the case like a book, inside there were several more crystals of varing shapes. Each piece was held in to the case a certain way.*

Sir-Vin "These are pure diamonds, this 'kit' has been assembled by my Master. Each shape is designed for a certain process of reshaping of a suitable crystal to be used in a lightsaber. Each piece is also bound to the case itself, like a puzzle, one must be able to free one piece at a time using consentration and patence, or else any pieces that had been unbound, will then in turn be bound once more."

*Sir-Vin picks up the stone.*

"This particular crystal is of course softer then these diamonds, so when you do free all the 'tools' it won't be very hard to carve the shape out." *smiles* "Remind you, that there is only one of these, so there is no need for a mistake."

*He places it back down.*

"Remind you, this is not a simple task you must never use your hands to perform any of the processes in performing this. This will take time."

((Ie, cant jsut say *Matt gets the first piece out* ;)))

09-15-2004, 12:22 PM
((Time Skip: Roughly two days, remeber you can post action during the time skip just make sure you note they are before the below post (aka: Before time skip: *what happened* Time skip...))

Midgard: Orbit

*The Asgardried disenages the slipstream drive, and raises the shutters revealing a graveyard of ships that hide the planet. Heimdall and Svafa were currently on the bridge*

Heimdall: Raise the cloaking shield and contact ground control immediatly.

Asgardried: Yes..

*Svafa looking around at the wreckage of the Aesirian flleet*

Svafa: Only Nidhogg and his cohorts could have done this.

Heimdall: Jorrumgand was also involved. Look over there.

*Heimdall points to ship that seemed to have been crushed around the center. The comm interrupts any further comments*

Midgard Control: Welcome home. Coordinates are being sent. Lord Vidar wishes to speak with you as soon as you are groundside.

Heimdall: Thank you.

*The Asgardried flyes quickly through the debri weaving in and out of the wrecks heading towards the planet. There were signs that the on the larger halls that something burned through the ships. After abour five minutes of going through the wreckage clears to reveal a basically snow covered world with a belt of green running along the equator.

The ship enters the atmosphere flying over a sea of red and then a huge expanse of a snow covered forest heading for tall moutains that showed some rock but like everything else was blanket of snow.

As the ship approached the compound defensive bunkers could be seen as well as soldiers standing guard. The ship moves over a side building with an open top rotates and gently comes done for a smooth landing. Overhead large doors close sealing the ship in the bay. Once down the main entrance's ramp is lowered. *

Asgardried *over the comm so the entire group can hear*: We have arrived, assemble at the main entrance.

*Heimdall and Svafa stand. Heimdall is wearing blue armor with silver trim while Svafa is wearing red armor with gold trim, each have cloaks with similar color patterns of their armor (aka Heimdall has a blue cloak with silver trim).

They leave the bridge and walk towards the main entrance where Idun and Gerd are waiting. Idun was dressed in green armor with gold trim with a cloak like Heimdall's and Svafa's. Gerd was dressed in her armor and cloak that Heimdall had given her at Yevoh*

09-15-2004, 03:20 PM
Matt: Wow. Couldn't be something simple or riske someone getting hurt, huh?
*After Sir-Vin left, Matt meditated for a bit. Once he finished, he approached the puzzle. *
Well this isn't gonna be easy for me
*he rubbed his hands together and started working on it.*
2 days later
*In the two days since Matt had started the project, he was rarely seen outside his cabin. Inside he had just completed getting the first piece out. He had found out tying his hands behind him had made things easier by stopping him from using them from impulse. The task had gotten easier as he progressed, and he supposed it was set up that way, and his concentration was increasing. He put the first piece aside, and was about to begin working on the second piece when he heard the announcement over the comm. He put the kit and the piece away, carefully making sure none of them would get lost. He quickly dressed himself in green armor, and a vest over it, he supposed that the Aesir would probably consider this formal, so he also put on a formal robe. He then headed quickly to the entrance*

09-15-2004, 03:37 PM
Originally posted by Redwing
((Since wildjedi hasn't posted, I'm just going to move this scene along.

Otherwise Admiral might kill me. :)))


"First of all," Misae whispered. "These people we're with, who own this ship, they're the Aesir. Yes, the Aesir. The ones who destroyed the stars, and killed my master, along with four-fifths of the galaxy's intelligent life. The ones no one can find any trace of, even with the Republic allying itself with the Imperials to look. Them."

Tanara stared at Misae, struck speechless by her words. She barely managed to get her own words out. "Go on."

09-15-2004, 03:55 PM
Pre-Time Skip

Asgardried Corridor

"They brought us here," Misae said. "They claim they caused the Holocaust to spare the galaxy most of the suffering that it was about to endure, because a great evil was unleashed when their leader died.

"They say this was foretold. They assembled this group. They say our purpose is to undo this. We are looking for something called the 'Time Matrix'. A device they say can alter time. With it, they say we can stop all this.

"According to the Aesir, this galaxy will be utterly destroyed within nineteen years. We've been hunting for the Time Matrix for a year now. You are only the second surviving Jedi I have seen since the Holocaust started, the first being Halren."


Current Time Frame

Asgardried Cargo Hold - Guy's Ship

Guy sat alone in his ship's cockpit. He had left Ritchet to his own devices in the cargo hold, with droids secretly monitoring him. Or her. Or it.

He was monitoring the various communication channels that he always had as a Shadow. Former Shadow, now that he knew that they knew his secret. But although they had shut him out of their systems, he could still use his own, which he had always kept separate for this eventuality.

He had known this would happen. But he had planned it to be at his instigation.

All the 'assignments' that had been his territory had been reassigned, all the subversive 'programs' he had in progress, terminated. Just adding a few more to the list of slaves I couldn't free, of kidnapped beings I couldn't return, of lives I couldn't save from being ruined. Just a few more to the list of deaths that I couldn't stop.

The Asgardried called for assembly, and he ignored it for a couple minutes. Then, finally, he sighed and stood up.


Aidan's Quarters

So. "Midgard". Home of the Aesir.

Aidan took his long-ignored Aesirian-made mithril armor suit out of his quarters' closet. He had never before put it on, preferring to thumb his nose at whom he had used to see as his captors/unwilling protectors.

Not really captors. After all, I never actually tried to leave, did I?

Now, however, things were different. The Aesir had proven themselves worthy of respect several times over, and one of them has saved his life twice, his mind once.

He owed them, and Aidan always paid his debts in full.

He pulled on a gauntlet. It felt loose. He awkwardly tried to find a way to tighten it, then was startled as it suddenly shrunk and shaped itself to the the form of his hand and arm.

Oh. I'd forgotten about that.

He finished dressing himself, discarding his former clothing - which was really just the customary oversize gargoyle waistcloth - in his closet. He had expected the heavy-looking armor to slow him down, but it was actually very light, and was easy to move in. It felt almost as if it was a second skin.

He left his quarters and headed to meet the others at the main entrance.

09-15-2004, 05:19 PM
((I gotta find a way to catch up with time:D ))

Pre-Time Skip

"They brought us here," Misae said. "They claim they caused the Holocaust to spare the galaxy most of the suffering that it was about to endure, because a great evil was unleashed when their leader died.

"They say this was foretold. They assembled this group. They say our purpose is to undo this. We are looking for something called the 'Time Matrix'. A device they say can alter time. With it, they say we can stop all this.

"According to the Aesir, this galaxy will be utterly destroyed within nineteen years. We've been hunting for the Time Matrix for a year now. You are only the second surviving Jedi I have seen since the Holocaust started, the first being Halren."

Tanara's 'less Jedi' side emerged. "They claim to have caused the Holocaust and yet we are helping them?" She paused, clearly struggling with her emotions. Finally, she sighed and looked into Misae's eyes.

"Do they have any idea where this 'Time Matrix' is?" she asked, now once more her calm 'Jedi' self.

09-15-2004, 05:28 PM
((Wild Jedi: You can simply leave off there and pull your character to the current time. It will leave some mystery to what Misea told Tanara. PM Red to get details if there is anything special you need to know else I would assume Tanara has a reasonable idea of what is going on. Otherwise just put in what she is doing now. And you don't need to quote. Just put in Pretime skip other times just idicate who you are talking to like

Tanara to Misea: Hi

And In case anyone missed it: There is a description of the Asgardried in the discussion thread

JM: Where did Matt get that armor?))

09-15-2004, 05:43 PM
((Much better :D))

*After witnessing Matt's progression everynow and then, going in to give Matt's daily rations, he was quite pleased. Out of the Fifteen pieces in the 'kit', he had released the first one, and now the second one. He had not yet told Matthew that each piece released required a higher level of consentration. Clearly the 'kit' was designed to be not only to test the worthyness of using such, but it was also a teaching device as well.*


*Flashback: 17 years before*

*Irvine sits in a grassy atrium, late at night, he had completed the first six pieces, working on the seventh. His appearence looked as if he'd been sitting there for at least a week, never ate, and follow apprentences came once in a while and gave him a glass of water.

His sensei, Jedi Master Chi stood and watched in a window with the simular smile as Sir-Vin had now. Master Chi walked out into the atrium with a bit of satisfaction on his face.

Irvine is about to release the seventh piece that he had been working on for nearly for four days...*



*All the pieces that he'd worked on had closed tight. The ingeniousness of the kit, not only did you have to use your mind to untie or solve a little puzzle to release the individual pieces, but after a certain number of pieces had been released, each additional piece after had to be released in a certain order or else the everysingle piece will reseal itself up again, allowing the user to start over. But never reclaiming the skill learned of the user.*

*The child Irvine stands up in a rage, he'd always had seem to have shown that natural side of him.*

Irvine *facing Chi, seeing the smile on his face* "You're enjoying this aren't you!!"

*Master Chi, seeing a mere ten year old boy standing up and in fit, trying to staredown an adult. He could do nothing but laugh. This caused Irvine to spin around and kick the kit.*

Master Chi *Before Irvine's foot even touched the kit* "Irvine!"

*Irvine stops in place, but not without lunging forward a bit with his momentum. Master Chi walks up to him.*

Master Chi "I know I didn't tell you about that, but it wouldn't have been fair to have told you. This will help you teach you patience, however this part is all about going deeper into the force and trying to predict which piece next to unlock."

*Master Chi looks down and sees a child holding back his pout and tears.*

Irvine *weary* "But... I.. Just w-wanted to m-make a lightsaber like yours.."

*Master Chi gets surprised, what could one expect from a child whom had been removed from his own family at infantcy, if not forceably. He smiles and places his hand on Irvine's head, and messes it up a bit. As the Master and the child apprentence sits back down and continues...

It took him another 5 years to complete alll the puzzles.*


*Irvine found out later that such a tool or device, which ever one may call it, would have been used on much older Padawans, but he'd been a special case. The older would have used much much less time.*

*Now truely taking on his name given to him by his masters, he trains Matt in the same manner. Sir-Vin had every notion to lend Matthew his own lightsaber to use until he can forge his own, but it seemed that the time was right to begin the more advanced to the learner.*


*Sir-vin was in the Main enterence, wearing his loose clothing, with a large cloak that consealed all, even what he may be holding under it, execpt for his head.

Irvine Cracern was leaning agenst the wall near the hatch, he was wearing his own loose clothing.*

Cracern "So Irvy, I haven't seen your student in since the duration of this trip, whats going on."

Sir-Vin "Well, if the Asgardreid's monitors watched Matthew's quarters a few times, I wouldn't doubt that our host's agree with what sort of training method I placed him in."

09-15-2004, 05:59 PM
Svafa: Think again. Where in the last two days was his combat training? Have you prepared him at all for what he will be facing?

Idun: Learning patience is necessary but to focus on that to the exclusion of all else if foolish especially considering the current circumstances. Also patience and concentration can be taught while at the same time teaching other things more critical to his survival. Does your student even have a weapon?

09-15-2004, 06:11 PM
Sir-Vin "I can respect your opinions, but I never had the intention on having him enter any sort of conflict with out any sort of training, or preparation. Nor would I had the intention of allowing him to enter and such conflict also this soon. but Like I promised, you need not worry of him, the previous day's actions I believed that it was time for him to begin learning mental discipline."

Cracern "What?"

Sir-Vin "I let him begin to use a tool that I had used in my youth, it taught me a great deal."

09-15-2004, 06:50 PM
*Heimdall was going to remain silent over the subject until Sir Vin's explanation*

Heimdall: Then may I ask why you didn't do anything with combat training? If you had thought he was going to remain on the ship think again he will be coming with us to the gate. At the very least Irvine you should have ask us whether or not that would even be allowable which it isn't. Now you know with certainty that your student will be facing combat so I recommend that you arm him and give him a crash cross in basic combat techniques and don't expect us to provide him with weapons.

Idun: In my opinion you have failed completly and Matt should look to one of the other jedi for further instruction.

09-15-2004, 07:01 PM
*Sir-Vin smiles, he'd expected such.*

Sir-Vin "I never said anything about leaving him behind, but like I said, I will respect your opinions, and I won't argue agenst them. But like I promised, he is my responsibility, even if we go into a dangerious situation. I understand that you take being able to defend oneself over mental stability, but not everyone in this universe is as mental equiped such as yourselves. I'd rather let him be able to control the force around him, even a limited about, before he severs a limb with a lightsaber..."

09-15-2004, 07:12 PM
((I'll take care of that in this post. ;)

wildjedi, interesting you have Tanara have a "less-Jedi" side, because as everyone else knows, Misae has a very large "less-Jedi" side herself... :D))

Pre-Time Skip

Asgardried Corridor

"It's complicated," Misae said. "But apparently these Aesir need us to complete a "quest" to find this Time Matrix. A sort of series of challenges and...tests, I guess. We have a map, but it likes to lead us in circles...

She noticed others approaching and stopped.

"Let's continue this elsewhere," she said.

She took Tanara's arm again and pulled her away.

((OOS: Wildjedi, consider Tanara basically appraised on all the backstory that is in the first post of the thread. :) But if you want to have her character ask for clarification on something later, because you don't know it, feel free to assume that Misae omitted it.))


[Time Skip]


Present Time

Asgardried, Main Entrance

Marin arrived at the group assembly at the same time as Aidan and Raschel. Raschel wore the suit of mithril Heimdall had made for her, with her jacket over it. Marin wore her normal wardrobe of overly tight clothes - pink shirt and blue jeans - that she could easily morph in. She was a bit surprised to see Aidan appear in full mithril armor.

"What happened to your loincloth?" she asked.

"I decided it was time for a change," Aidan said.

She shrugged and didn't press the subject.

09-15-2004, 07:22 PM
*Svafa shakes her head at Irvine's foolishness, but says no more. Heimdall and Idun do the same waiting for the others to come before disembarking.*

09-15-2004, 07:36 PM
((Oh yeah, I guess you wouldn't be able to buy it like in real life, where it'd be a semi-old antique, not an ultra-old like it would be in the SW Universe. Let's just say he made it out of materials he found and bought, then painted it green.

And guys, y'know Matt's right there, right?))
Matt: Uh, guys, I'm right here. And for a weapon, I have a blaster.
*Matt took out the blaster*
Matt: Its safety's on for now, and I've practiced a bit with it. I think it'll be useful.

09-16-2004, 05:54 AM
((JM: You never posted that he had arrived at the main entrance. ;)))

Svafa: Blasters maybe useful in ranged combat but what will you do in close quarters? You should of at least been taught some hand to hand combat.

Idun: You forgot to mention that blasters tend to become more ineffective when the bolts get reflected back at you.

09-16-2004, 06:12 AM
Sir-Vin "Curious... Matt maybe you should go to cargo bay 1 and practice your lightsaber technique for a bit agenst a drone."

*Sir-Vin pulls out an Arakyd Inquisitor and hands it to Matt.*

((Not sure if thats the actual name, but i'm just going with the JKII thing))

Sir-Vin "I and going to check things out with those two, then I'll be there."

((:D twas on page 3 (i got my page defualt for 4 per) its around when Marin and Raschel got back

what are you talking about, jm? :p))

*Sir-Vin looks at Matthew, then at Svafa.*

Sir-Vin "They are so insistant..."

09-16-2004, 08:38 AM
((Scar, what lightsaber was he using to practice on the seeker remote? [common name for the Arakyd Mark VII Inquisitor ;)]

I (and it seems, Admiral) assumed that Sir-vin let Matt borrow his own lightsaber...

Will post in a bit (read: a few hours, have dental appointment :p)))

09-16-2004, 02:02 PM
*Hal arrives, fully armoured, coat, greaves, gauntlets, collar and carrying his helmet. His shield is strapped to his back, as his longsword, he wears a short sword at his waist on his left hip and a dagger on his right.*

Hal: Sir-Vin is not even a recognized Knight, let alone a master. I can teach the Mat to fight, I can make him strong. I am not a Master though. Tanara is a Jedi Knight as well, she is not warrior, though, the same for Misae. We will have to discuss this at a later date, Mat. Now come with me. *Turns to Heimdall* I'll give him the crash course.

09-16-2004, 03:03 PM
Sir-Vin "Hal, for over a half year I have guided Matthew, and now finally someone is steping in questioning about what I have done for him and that he can be given more 'proper' training. Please, if you haven't asked to interfere til now, then I'll have to protest that you do now. Don't think that I have not provided him with any sort of practice, I myself never had the opertunity to provide him with a lightsaber of his own, not perfect, but some."

*Sir-Vin looks at WH Irvine*

Cracern "I suppose I can wait another tour-de-univerce til i get to use these both at the same time agian."

*Sir-vin smiles*

Sir-Vin " Please don't mistake me for a fool, I wouldn't be so confiedent if I knew I'd be sending someone to his own death. Espcally if I can't prevent it."

09-16-2004, 07:39 PM
Matt: I have some hand-to-hand combat training, Sir-Vin let me train with his saber for a bit. shouldn't that be enough?

09-16-2004, 07:45 PM
Asgardried, Guy's Ship

Guy entered his ship's main hold, walking slowly, guided by the three-dimensional representational surface map the ship was feeding into his head through snakelike sensory attachments. He could hear the sounds of his droids running starting cycles on the contraption in the center of the cargo hold.

Pity I don't have the time for combat testing. This thing had better work.

The sensors attached to his eyes gave him a rudimentary representational image of the device in front of him. It had a roughly sphere-shaped body, with twelve spidery droid legs along the sides, and a hover field generator on the bottom. On the top there was a round "seat" that served to produce the force field that would hold him in place above the device. Robotic arms, housing shields and an assortment of ranged weapons, grew from the top of the sphere and bent to form a halo of sorts where his own arms would be. Finally, there was the stem that grew from the location behind where his back would be that housed the device's central computer, and the programs he would need to be able to actually hit anything.

It was heavily modified "Silver Spider" HBH-ABTMV. (Humanoid Battle Harness - Augmented Transportation and Manuevering Vehicle) It was imperfect, and it would not replace his magically damaged vision, but it would have to do.

He let a droid strap him into the harness above the seat. He activated the force field to hold his body in place and attached the necessary input sensors. Scanners onboard the battle harness found the life signs indicating the location of the others.

He moved out of his ship and headed to the ship's main entrance.

09-16-2004, 08:20 PM
((BD: Shame on Hal with how he is wearing the sword. It is sacrilage for a long sword to be worn over the back.

Just an observation: Where did Hal get the swords and dagger plus what are they made of and where is his lightsaber?))

*Svafa looks Hal over and lets out a brief laugh*

Heimdall: Hal as he said you had eight months to do something about Matt's training, you did nothing then and now there is no time for even a crash course.

Idun to Matt: No, rudimentary training is not suffiecent to what we are going to be facing.

*Guy arrives along with everyone else not yet present (just doing this to move the story alonge*

Heimdall: Good everyone is here, listen and pay attention. Once we leave this ship we are heading immediatly to a briefing. This briefing will be very important and for some could mean the difference between survival and death. After the briefing we are immediatly going to head out. No one is going to be left behind in the ship or in the base.

And to dispel anydoubts *looking at Sir Vin* a lot of blood will be shed before we leave this planet. Now that you are aware of what will be going on time is of the essence so let's go.

*The doors open Heimdall flanked by Idun and Svafa walk down the ramp. Gerd follows close behind remaining silent feeling the seriousness of the situation. At the base of the ramp were twenty Einherjar all dressed in full armor with closed helm. The armor was blue with silver trim like Heimdall's.

Heimdall takes the lead heading down a corridor the Einherjar flank either side of the group with another two taking up the rear. As soon as the group left the ship techs entered carrying cases of gear*

((I know some of you haven't replied yet, but I'm going to try and keep the story going. If you wish to specify something specific please feel free. The briefing will be posted tomorrow))

09-16-2004, 09:28 PM
((I figure Hal's always had them, cus of his families heritage))

[before they leave the ship]

Cracern "About damn time."


Cracern "Hmm, armoured escorts. Meh, too bad we're not here to see some sights..."

09-16-2004, 11:09 PM
((Ya, wasn't that discussed way back in Cantina 7? Basically IIRC Flax called them the forerunner of the lightsaber, and they were made of some material that looked like steel but wasn't.

Oops, forgot to post that Misae arrived...))

Misae had arrived slightly before Guy, wearing her tattered, badly mended Jedi robes. She still looked haggard, but she did not inject anything into the conversation about Matt.

She followed the others silently, wishing that every step she took was in the other direction. There was a great evil on this planet, practically pulsing with the Dark Side, an evil that felt as if it was watching the group with malevolent black eyes. She felt a great foreboding.

[i]Darkness is triumphing here.

09-17-2004, 07:59 AM
As guy fastened himself into the contraption he was using, Ritchet jumped lightly from his shoulder and snuggled into a small, unused space in the advanced weapon. He shuddered as he though of what was to come, and what he might have to do.

((Assumed that Ritchet was still on Guy's shoulder, and that he'll stick w/ him in the HBH for the duration of the battle.))

09-17-2004, 09:11 AM
*The three Starkillers exit the ship, behind the rest of the group. Orthos wears his gold chain mail, Elella her jedi robes, and Gortick simple leather armour. Elella and Gortick both carry lightsabers, while Orthos has Starkiller slung over his shoulder. The exit the ship, and look around. Orthos walks by Rashcel*

Orthos: First in my family to ever set foot on this world. Not even uncle ever went here.

09-17-2004, 09:34 AM
((OOS: He wouldn't have been on Guy's shoulder when Guy was in the cockpit, but having him on the HBH is just fine. Actually, it's what I wanted to happen. :)

Battledog, check the discussion thread, I have a question for you. [No, it's not anything major ;)]))

"I must confess, I've never been much for the new and different," Raschel replied. "But it looks like that's to be our fate now."

09-18-2004, 11:38 AM
*right before leaving*
Matt: Well, I'll just have to keep them at a distance.

09-18-2004, 11:44 AM
Midgard: Vidgard

*The group follows Heimdall down a series of corridors, taking what seemed like random turns until finally coming to a nondescript in the middle of another corridor.

The door silently open revealing a somewhat odd briefing room. The room didn't have a lot of decoration as was set up as an amphitheater were enough chairs set up for the entire group (except for Ritchet) next to the chairs was a tank of crystal clear water with a ladder set up for entering and exiting the water.

Up on the dias was a podium and a holoprojector in next to it. Standing on the dias was Vidar talking to Idona. There were also three seats towards the back of the room.

When the group fully entered the room Vidar moves to the podium to speak*

Vidar: Please everyone have a seat. Marin the tank is for you in case you need it or are more comforatable in it.

((Will post the rest later but have to run for now))

09-18-2004, 02:12 PM
((OSS: I'll post this here because its short and it would have been explained if I could have posted.

Hal's Kit: Some of it he had all along and some he has picked up over the past year, some he has had made.

Matt's training: Hal has been busy building up his store of weapons (He even has full barding for a horse and a lance.) So he hasn't been paying much attention to Mat's training. Jedi shouldn't interfere with each other's Padawans; even though Sir-Vin isn't a true Jedi Hal extended him the curtisy. So he hasn't been paying attention and therefore does not know Mat's trainng is deficiant.

Crash Course Definition: Give him an Axe with a 2 foot haft and shield. "Keep the shield up, don't use the hook on the axe head and don't over reach." Enough to keep Mat alive.

For those who want precise explanations and details of Hal's kit check the discussion thread.))

*Before Briefing room.*

*Hal walks close to Sir-Vin.*

Hal: *Through gritted teeth.* Had I known you were neglecting the boys training I would have interviened months ago. If he dies it will have been your responsibility.

09-18-2004, 04:13 PM
*Sir-Vin stops, turns around, and gives Hal a serious 'look'. He then places his hand on Hal's shoulder.

With his hand on Hal's shoulder, he makes Hal hear his thoughts. Complete privaticy...*

Maybe if the circumstances were different in the Universe, maybe I would have given him an alternative, but I can't and I won't just give a mere learner a lightsaber, and tell him to swing it about and expect to swat away what ever enemy that comes to him. Students like him, at HIS age, NEED to have control over themselves FIRST, before anything. Or at least that's I preceive the situation as. I'm sorry if you think I should have spent what little time we had, but even the hardend soldier can find himself in a desprite situation, especally with the odd's we go agenst.

I'd rather see someone able to leave a fight faster then he's able to end it, if he can end it that is.

*Sir-Vin breaks his connection and turns back around and continues, the event only took no more then ten seconds.*

09-18-2004, 04:36 PM
((OOS: Scar, just to say all that would've taken twenty-thirty seconds. :D (And eight months is a little time? ;))

BD: Did your referenced post to the discussion thread get eaten or something? o.O))

Marin looked surprised, but gratified. "Thank you," she replied.

Raschel, Misae Aidan, and Marin took their seats, Marin in the tank. Raschel, unable to help watching the Water-Breather out of the corner of her eye, noticed Marin's ears changing shape slightly, along with the shape of her irises, after a few moments of being submerged. The girl overall looked far more comfortable, her movements fluid, compared to the stiff way Raschel had always seen her walk.

Guy simply approached the seating area in the Spider, retracted its visible weapons, lowered the robotic arms, and turned it in the general direction of the dias.

09-18-2004, 06:55 PM
Midgard: Vidgard

*Svafa, Idun and Gerd take seats in the front row while Heimdall climbs up onto the dias. Heimdall and Vidar grab hands and embrace quickly, Heimdall then takes one of the seats at the back, so does Idona.

Vidar waits until eveyone is seated before speaking again*

Vidar: Welcome to Midgard, and the next leg of your quest. For those who don't know I am Lord Vidar, the ruler of the Vanir...or rather the Aesir as you know us.

For those that first started the quest a year ago you may remember that this was a temperate world and that it was cloaked. Things have since changed dramatically.

*The lights dimm and the holoprojector turns on showing the snow covered planet with a spot of green along the equator. The planet slowly rotates.*

To be blunt our enemies now control the majority of this planet and we no longer have a defensive fleet. So those who thought that this may be an easy quest compared to what you have gone through before are sorely mistaken.

*The rotating globe of midgard freezes. Lines form showing territory controled by the enemy and the Aesir. Red terriroty stood for the enemy, blue for the Aesir. Roughly 75% of the planet was covered in red.*

The map you use has changed, the gate that you seek is located at Castle Ida which unfortuneatly is in enemy held territory.

*The image changes again, this time zooming in on the planet revealing a section of land with Vingard at the bottom and Castle Ida at the top. Most of the land was shaded red.*

Valkyrie Idona will now take over and explain what you are up against as well as outline how you are going to get to the castle.

*Idona stands and walks to the podium will Vidar takes a seat*

Idona: Good morning. As Lord Vidar said our objective is located in Castle Ida it is a two day march North from here and we will be leaving as soon as this breifing is over.

A majority of the journey will be in enemy territory and you need to have some knowledge of the creatures that you will be facing.

First we have the Sith *an image of a Sith appears on the holoprojector*. You meet a small portion of their army on Dagon Fel. Preferred weapon is the lightsaber, use the dark side of the force and unlike normal Sith these thanks to Hel do not stay dead.

The Sith have allied themselves with the Heloki. *an image of a bipedal cat like beast with long claws replaces the Sith* The heloki are feline creatures with long sharp claws able to pierce through armor. They hunt in packs are very fast, and like to eat anyone they capture.

Besides the cats we may be facing the Fenris brood. *The image changes to a large wolf stanidng fully erect next to a man. The wolf was slightly shorter but not by much* Another creature that likes packs is intelligent and fast. Biggest strenght is the size of the pack, where there is one there are at least another twenty.

Now we get to the deadlier opponents.

The Jotuns number six.

*The image changes to show two giants One wreathed in flames another in frost. At the mention of the name Jotun Gerd shudders and Idun puts a comforting arm around her*

three of fire and three of ice. The likely hood of encountering one of them is low most are now assembling in another area.

Then we have the rogue drakes *image changes to show a dragon* It is no stretch of the imagination to say if you see one of them your are their next snack.

We then have Hel *image turns to Hel, a beautiful woman above the waste, a rotting copse below*. Some of you meet her before she is stronger now and would be happy to let your entrails see the light of day. Hel's brother Jormungand *image now of a large serpant* would also love to meet you and kill you. With the Serpant bewarned that he breathes posion. Then you have the oldest sibling of the serpant and Hel, Fenrir who would kill you.

Surt is the lead Jotun, he is the tallest Jotun carries a flaming sword and is himself a fire jotun. Leading all of this is the father of Hel, Jormungand, and Fenrir. His name is Loki had he is perhaps the most dangerous man on the planet. *The holoprojector displays a man with cold blue eyes, long white hair, sporting a white mustache and goatee*. Loki can change his appearance and shape at will and he can do so to others. He is skilled in deception and is subject to mood swings.

Now these leaders of the enemy army are all located south of us and we shouldn't encounter them but you still should be on the look out.

Back to the journey itself *The holoprojector returns to the image of the map*. An armored hover car will take us to the front line after that we must march. To get to the castle we must pass through the plains of Lieskirnir a nomans land. We stop once midday for ten minutes for lunch and then again at nightfall to set up camp. We begin before dawn and keep going stoping once for lunch. By nightfall of the second day we will arrive at the castle take a couple hours of rest infiltrate and reach the gate.

*an image of Caslte Ida appears. the castle stands in ruins although a good portion of the keep remains more or less intact. The castle sits upon a small platue over looking the plaines*.

The enemy razed most of the walls when they took the castle allowing for multiple entry points. Gear will be issued to aid in inflitrating at the castle and we will go over that while enroute.

Since the enemy is marshalling their forces towards south of Vidgrid, the sole temperate zone left in Midgard. We should encounter little resistance.

I know give you over to Lord Heimdall for the final part.

*Idona sits down the holoprojector widens it zoom to now include Vidgrid*

Heimdall: On the ship I told you we had run out of time and that is true. A very large battle is going to be fought at Vidgrid in ten days. After that battle Midgard will be in the enemy's hands and reaching the Castle will be impossible. Some of you may be thinking two days in, two days out that is plenty of time. However we must return in five days for the marshalling of the Aesir. On top of that I and anywho wish to join me have a side trip to retrieve an artifact that will add an additional day.

About this battle at Vidgrid. All of you must march with the Aesir to the battle for no other reason then the Asgardried is being moved to Vidgrid. Svafa, Idun, Idona, Gerd, Lord Vidar, and myself along with the rest of the Aesir all must fight. You however, do not and can stay in the ship until the battle is over.

We are giving you the choice on whether you want to stand with us or sit this one out. We don't want you to decide now just within the next nine days. You need to understand survivalbility of this battle is very low and if you do fight there is a very good chance that you may be killed. Also hold no misconceptions we will not win this battle. Keep that in mind and if you wish to fight with us then just tell one of us.

Now one last thing, the weather outside is extermely cold. You will freeze to death inside an hour if you are not wearing proper protection. For those dressed in the armor I gave you there are spells in it that will keep you warm and protect you. *Looks at Hal* Even your armor Hal will keep you warm. Just because you changed it doesn't negate the spells over it.

For those without armor and those who would like some more protection, there is cold weather gear in another room. And in case you haven't guess Idona is coming with us. Any crash course *looks at Matt, Sir Vin, and then Hal* will have to be taught will enroute or once we stoped for the night.

That is all we have. Any questions?

*the lights in the room raise and the holoprojector shuts off*

09-18-2004, 07:35 PM
"I have questions," Raschel said. "If your enemies have taken the location of the gate, how do you know they haven't destroyed the gate already? Or worse, taken what we need to get?

As for what happens afterwards...what is the point of fighting a battle that you know you won't win?"

09-18-2004, 07:44 PM
Heimdall: Idona...

Idona: Thank you. The enemy may have taken the castle but they have not blinded us to what happens within. There are many defensive measures within that they must get past. They only just managed to get past the first line, there are twenty more to get to the gate.

Heimdall: As far as the battle is concerned it is our duty to fight and whatever damage we do to this armry will add us in the future since there will be less of them around hunting for us.

09-18-2004, 09:13 PM
Matt: Why do we have to leave the armored car? Wouldn't it be easier to drive close, then get out only about half a kilometer away from it?

09-18-2004, 09:49 PM
Ritchet shuddered. He knew inside that over the next several days, his resolve would be tested time and again. He knew inside that without a heart of steel, razor sharp mind, and impeccable timing, he would die on those plains of snow, like so many others, like so many that he cared about.

"I will not die here. Not on this plane, not at this time," he swore to himself, softly. He was afraid he might have disturbed Guy, but he didn't move again for a long while, and he was fairly sure Guy didn't know he was there.

09-19-2004, 04:47 AM
((Red, he ment that in comparason to how long would it take to provide full training))

*Cracern lightly flicks Richet*

((To a mouse, that should be equivalent to punch, or something

and dont take it personally :P))

Cracern *softly* "Quiet, rodent."

((I cliped the rest out, merely cus i might have to rethink it, i made it when i jsut got up, thinking 'damn, gotta post something...'))

09-19-2004, 08:21 AM
*Orthos hears a voice in his head*

We have to fight. It's our fate.

It's our fate to fight each other.

Orthos: You two have been getting along a little well recently. What's the deal?

This isn't the way it's meant to be.

Isn't it? We're both in here because he has to-

He's not meant to know that.

Orthos, at some point you have to make a choice. You can't make it until then, and your options may not be so obvious. Beware

*Orthos raises his hand*

Orthos: What do you mean when you say "Won't stay dead"?

09-19-2004, 11:20 AM
((Usume Hal asks his question after the others are answered.))

Hal: I'd like to raid your armoury for Matt here and I'd like to know what kind of warfare this battle will be.

((May have another question.))

09-19-2004, 12:38 PM
Heimdall: The car is needed elsewhere, to transport more warriors here for the gathering.

*Orthos's question*

Vidar: We slay them and after a little bit they regenerate and come at us again. Time for their regenerate seems to vary with the wounds inflicted. Worse the wound the longer it takes for them to regenerate.

*Hals Question*

Heimdall: It will be a gentlemen's battle. Ranged weapons will not be used. Weapon wise you are looking at the use of melee weapons. Needless to say if you are not skilled with a sword, lightsaber axe etc. you shouldn't be in the battle.

Vidar: Unfortunatley we can not let you into the armories to arm Matt. As I understand it, it was Sir Vin's duty to provide him with any necessary weapons and armor. Also our armories are devoted to arming our own soldiers for the coming battle.

09-19-2004, 01:01 PM
*Matt shrugged*
Matt: Eh, I'll survive this somehow.

09-19-2004, 01:59 PM
Hal: I'll fight, if it's melee I fight best from horseback. If there will be any cavalry thats where I'd be best. Otherwise I'll fight on foot. As regards Matt unless you'll let us back on the ship could you at least spare a pair of practice swords?

09-19-2004, 02:14 PM
Vidar: In practice we use live blades. It is up to the ones practicing to show enough restraint. Only children are given wastrels to use and since we have no more children we have no more wastrels.

And no there will be no calvary this is purely foot combat.

09-19-2004, 02:22 PM
((A bunch of people Ritchet cares about have died on Midgard? o.O))

"This is just the Sith, right?" Raschel asked. "Or does this apply to everyone we'll be fighting?"

"Guy, what about you?" Marin asked through her tank. "Your ship is not that large. We could use it rather than an armored car. Oh, and if the Aesir can't spare any weapons, could *you* perhaps, find something Matt could use?"

"No," Guy said. "My ship cannot be used to transport us. Its power is currently dedicated to making it harder for those old friends we met on Enoy to find us, since we are longer constantly moving from place to place. And no I do not know if they are actually still following us but it is better to take no chances. If they find us they will likely kill us.

"As for Matt, I don't know what I can get for him on such short notice. If he has no previous skill in any sort of weapon I cannot give him anything. Perhaps I can get him a shield or simple protective device of some sort but it may or may not help him much."

09-19-2004, 03:11 PM
Sir-Vin "You should give Matthew a little more credit then that. I can very well provide him with a lightsaber. As for a "crash course" that all seem you to think he needs, I will also provide."

*sighs* "I trained Matthew for mental discipline, he does show that he would need more progression, take him violating your very rules of entering restricted areas of the Asgardried. I saw it to prioritise him to be able to maintain control of himself, and not just to be able to swing a weapon. You Aesir are probably alot older then what even I can comprehend, and from the appearence of your lifestyle, you've lived with your methods of being superoir in combat. With that in mind, I wouldn't doubt that you'd rather value someone who is able to go into a battle and calm mind, rather someone who'd recklessly charge into one."

09-19-2004, 05:14 PM
Vidar: It is just the Sith.

*Sir Vin statement*

Heimdall: Matt needs much more then a crash course but that is all you may have time for. And so you know we prefer that someone goes into battle knowing what they are doing. People who enter a battle who can't control themselves are a liablity. Just like people who can enter a battle completly calm but have no idea how to fight.

Now are there anymore questions? Remember time is working against us.

09-19-2004, 06:32 PM
Sir-Vin "Fair enough answer for me. I am sure my counterpart and Matthew are in need of that clothing you mentioned."

Cracern *under his breath* "Smart ass."

09-20-2004, 12:25 PM
((Warning, prepare for shameless plot twisting to accomidate Hal riding a horse.))

Inteligence Report A233-97556-4435-G

Subject: Rebel Activity.


All Rebel Activity has ceased in the Outer Rim. We can find no trace of Rebel Forces. We believe the Outer Rim Forces are marshally but can find no evidence.

Report Ends.


Rebel Transmission, Outer Rim (Intercepted)

?1: The Son of the Wolf Has been found.

?2: Good, can we come to him in time.

?1: Yes.

?3: Prepare the Legion.

?2: By Your Word. Blood and Honour

?1: Blood and Honour

*Transmision ends.*


Hal: Well gues I'm stuck, I'll work some thing out for Matt. I'll be at the battle.

09-20-2004, 12:41 PM
((BD: How do they know where Hal is?

and I'll be honest there is a reason why I said no calvary. The battle will be a purely on foot))

09-20-2004, 02:03 PM
Sir-Vin "Hal,..." *shakes head* "You don't need to stress yourself, like I said, I will take care of it."

09-20-2004, 02:45 PM
"Why don't you two stop bickering and let Matt decide?" Raschel said. "Or work together to give him his 'crash course'. Honestly, I never imagined Jedi could be such rude people."

"Irvine's not a Jedi," Misae muttered in a low voice. Raschel heard her.

"Well, Hal is," she answered. "And Irvine...er, Sir-vin...is close enough."

09-20-2004, 03:05 PM
Sir-Vin *relises his error in speech* "Oh pardon. I didn't mean to say that how I had."

Cracern "Pfft." *standing up*

*Cracern walks the the entryway, then turns around.*

Cracern "Heimdall, how about we leave the kids here and deal with grown-up stuff now?"

09-20-2004, 05:21 PM
Heimdall: So you want us to leave you here as well?

09-20-2004, 07:23 PM
((oh darn, me and red though you'd have heimdall burst out laughing :D))

09-20-2004, 07:27 PM
*Matt wanted to choose his words carefully now*
Matt: I think it'd be better if both of you cooperated in giving me the crash-course. The only negative side I see would be if you guys started fighting over how to train me, but apparently you'll do that anyway. When we landed I really thought I could manage without training, but with the invincible zombies, giant cats, half-zombie chick, and the rest of them, I'm not so sure right now. Now I'd usually decide to stay back, but I want to pull my own weight around here, and from the way this war is going, staying here could be more dangerous than going in. So I say just agree to train me on a certain weapon and a style for fighting, get me some of those special warming clothes, and just give me the best advice you havae.

09-20-2004, 08:20 PM
Heimdall: Matt, you cannot stay here everyone goes to the Castle and to Vidgrid. You have a choice in fighting and if you choose not to fight you will not be attacked and that goes to everyone. To be honest with you it would probably be best that after we return from the castle that you do not fight in the battle. That would probably be a wise choice for all of you.

This is your last chance to ask a question before we leave.

09-21-2004, 09:11 AM
Elella: You really think all your evil gods are just going to leave us alone? If that were true we wouldn't be in this mess.

09-21-2004, 02:24 PM
Matt: I said usually I'd decide to stay behind. You made the fact that that was impossible very clear.....And what happens if the sith or whatever you want to call them win?

09-21-2004, 02:30 PM
Tanara spoke at this time, directing her words at Matt.

"Is this a necessary question?" she wondered. "If the Sith win, we will be dead, don't you think? It seems to me that this question of yours almost answers itself."

09-21-2004, 03:08 PM
Matt: Didn't they tell you what our mission is? *he turned back to Heimdall* Since we're turning back time, if the sith win this planet, does it make any difference as long as we complete our mission?

09-21-2004, 06:23 PM
*Ellela's Questions*

Heimdall: Yes they will leave you alone for this and this time only. There are certain rules regarding this battle the neither side will break. One of those rules is that noncombatants are not to be attacked.

*Matt and Tanara back and forth*

*Vidar looks at Heimdall breifly before responding*

Vidar: For the last time, we will lose the battle. There is no winning. If you want to fight in this battle and survive then you are going to have to fight from an hour past dawn until dusk. That is roughly fourteen hours of friece fighting.

If you do not think you can handle that then you can wait in the Asgardried where you will be perfectly safe. Those who do survive must leave the planet that night since with the next dusk all rules are off.

*Ignoring Matts final question*

The time for questions is now over. Idona will take you to where the cold weather gear is and then to the car.

*Vidar turns to Heimdall speaks quietly for a moment steps down from the dias and turns to a hidden door. Outside a man dressed in Einherjar armor greets Vidar*

Vidar: What do you have for me Viddall?

Viddall: The latest reports on the size of the enemy army and...

*The door closes cutting off hidding the rest of Vidar and Viddall's converstation*

Idona: Come with me. We are running a little behind now.

*Idona steps down with Heimdall a step behind. Svafa, Idun, and Gerd stand and fall in behind the two. Idona heads out of the room from the same doorway in which the group had entered a little while ago*

09-21-2004, 07:03 PM
*Matt waited for the rest of the group to exit, then followed behind them, nervous on why his question hadn't been answered*

09-22-2004, 11:52 AM
Orthos: Then let's go. We've got this job to do for now before we worry about the apocalypse.

Elella: I thought this was the apocalypse?

Orthos: That's why we're worrying about it.

Lower Planes

*A figure stands from a table, looks toward a vast portal to the prime plane and laughs. Thousands of troops are pouring toward it.*

????: I live! Flesh, blood and bone! Only one part is missing...and I will soon be complete once more!

09-22-2004, 01:10 PM
Hal: I'm not worried, I'm long past worried.

09-22-2004, 03:20 PM
*Idona leads the group through another series of what seemed like random turns and twists coming finally to the appropiate room

Off to the side of the room was a table with clothes on them. The far side had a large metal door that was at the moment closed

In the center of the room was a large hovering troop transport. It's rear hatch was completly lowered acting as a ramp. Two men and a woman stood there dressed in Green armor with Gold trim (like Idun's armor). A droid also stood to one side holding a dark blue mithril shield with a enclosed triad carved into it and a belt with a sword on it.

Once the group completly enters Idona speaks*

Idona: The cold weather gear is over there.

*Idona nods to the men and woman and enters the transport. Heimdall walks over three Beserks*

Heimdall: Ragnar why are you here?

*A tall beserk a little shorter then Heimdall, with short blonde hair snaps to attention and salutes Heimdall*

Ragnar: Lord Heimdall, I was just giving last minute updates to my Beserks.

Heimdall: Ah, it is good to see you again my friend.

Ragnar: That is the second reason. Want to see you before you left. Anyways I have to run, more soldiers are arriving all the time.

Heimdall: I'll see you again before the march.

*Ragnar Salutes again and leaves the room. Idona comes out carring a duffel bag. She sets the obviously full duffel bag on the ground opens it and slides it towards Matt. Inside the bag were a hunderd lightsabers. The lightsabers were of different sizes and designs but all had a symbol of a burning sword emblazened on the hilt.*

Idona: If Matt needs a melee weapon he can take and use one of the Sith lightsabers we confiscated after a recent engagement.

*Idona turns andwalks back inside the transport. Durning this Svafa leads Gerd over to the droid. She takes the belt holding the sword*

Svafa: This young one is for you.

*Svafa puts the belt around Gerd adjusting it so the sword would ride properly against her him. Svafa then takes the shield and puts the carrying strap across Gerds back again adjusting the strap so it would ride comfortable.*

Svafa: There you go. No get in the transport.

*Idun, Svafa, and Gerd all walk into the transport and takes seat next to and opposite of Idona.*

Beserk: Lord Heimdall just say the word and were off.

Heimdall: Alright. it will be just a couple more minutes.

Beserk: Yes Lord.

*The two beserks climb into the transport the male taking the driving position while the female armed the weapons.

Heimdall walk to the back of the transport and waited there until the group was ready*

09-22-2004, 04:19 PM
Raschel stared at the bag of lightsabers. "That's...that's over a hundred," she said, astonished. "That's all from a single engagement? How many of these Sith are there?"

09-22-2004, 04:22 PM
Heimdall: Not sure the exact numbers, but fear not for those who decided to fight there will be plenty of them to go around.

09-22-2004, 04:29 PM
Raschel blinked and shut up. She walked into the transport and sat down nervously. Aidan followed. Guy's ABTMV climbed the ramp then set down in the back of the transport, half folding up its legs.

Misae, not wearing enspelled armor or anything special besides her Jedi outfit, dressed herself in the cold weather gear, pulling it on over her robes.

Marin looked at the gear for a moment indecisively, then made up her mind and boarded the transport without it. She sat next to Aidan. "I'll morph," she said.

09-22-2004, 04:38 PM
Heimdall: Marin, still take some gear. We will be spending around five days out there and you are going to need some sleep so you may as well sleep in the gear, or just in case something goes wrong.

09-22-2004, 05:09 PM
*Cracern picks up a set of clothing for himself, and then takes a pick at a few lightsabers, four of them.*

Cracern "Always go prepared."

*Sir-Vin stands there quietly.*

Sir-Vin *eventually* "Last I remember, Sith usualy artifcally create the crystals in their lightsabers, and enfusing the force with them, believing that the power of the saber would increase."

Cracern "So what? You wouldn't want to use one of them."

Sir-Vin "No, its nothing. Forget I said anything."

09-22-2004, 05:35 PM
*Looking at Cracern taking four lightsabers*

Heimdall: For everyone taking these lightsabers *looking at Cracern* keep in mind that these are just on loan and we will be needing them after the battle, and don't remove anything from them like their crystals.

Irvine (looking at Sir Vin) grab some gear and get in the transport.

09-22-2004, 05:48 PM
Cracern "Don't worry about it, besides if I lose, I already promise I'd bring home more then what I took out there anyway. How's that sound?"

*Sir-Vin quietly picks up a set of clothes, and casualy walks into the transport.*

09-22-2004, 06:42 PM
"Alright," Marin said nervously. She left the transport and picked up the set of clothing that looked nearest to her size and returned to the transport.

Aidan looked at her questioningly. "Why not take your armor?" he asked. "You still have it, right?"

"It's on the Asgardried," Marin answered. "Besides, it takes too long to get off. I need to be able to morph."

"But..." He looked at Heimdall questioningly. "Can her armor dissolve at will like yours can? I only half remember, but I know you did something to temporarily get rid of it when she walked you through shapeshifting."

"The crystals only channel the Dark Side," Misae pointed out to Cracern. "I studied some of the Sith's history in my master's holocron. The sabers should work for you, but they won't be able to cleave an ordinary blade. At least as long as you're staying in tune with the Light Side."

09-22-2004, 06:56 PM
Heimdall: Shapeshifting? *it sounded vaguley familar* Anyways, yes the armor can be disolved almost instantly by myself. Svafa, Idun, and Idona can also do the same. To be honest with you removing the armor that way would be quicker then taking off the clothes. We can also reform the armor just as quickly.

As for your armor being on the ship, a droid will be here shortly with it.

*A minute passes by and the door opens. A droid enters and sets a crate containing Marin's armor down*

Go ahead and put the armor on and I will show you how quick the process is. Then you can make an informed choice.

09-22-2004, 07:02 PM
Cracern "So what of reforming the armour you have me?"

09-22-2004, 07:06 PM
Heimdall: Be happy you have the cold weather gear.

09-22-2004, 07:07 PM
Marin looked surprised. "You mean you still don't remember? I thought I'd reminded you. When we were...changed...I...made you like me, you can morph like I do. Although the only body you can choose right now is a weasel. Oh, wait. I think you acquired a bird as well. It's hard to remember..."

And I don't really want to, she added to herself.

Raschel, Misae, and a few of the others stared at Marin in uncomprehension.

As she spoke she put the armor on, a little startled when it shrunk to perfectly fit her.

09-22-2004, 07:26 PM
*Matt grabbed a saber and the cold weather gear*
Matt: All right, I guess I'm ready.

09-22-2004, 07:29 PM
Heimdall: We will have to discuss that later.

*After Marin puts on the entire suit of armor Heimdall talks again*

Alright, you won't feel any pain and this is going to happen quickly.

*Heimdall speaks the spell quickly and quietly. Marin's armor instantly turns molten and flys from her to Heimdall's hand in a liquid stream of mithril. In a couple of seconds the process is over and Marin is completly stripped of her armor.*

Reforming the armor takes about the same time. Want the armor?

09-22-2004, 07:37 PM
"Yes," Marin said. She smiled a little. "I'd have been wearing it before now if I'd known it could do that."

"Why?" Misae said in a low mutter. "You know that they have that armor set up so they can crush you in it with a thought if they want. Am I wrong, Heimdall?"

09-22-2004, 07:53 PM
Heimdall: Ok,

*Heimdall mutters another spell. The molten armor flys from Heimdall's hand to Marin and quickly reforms itself onto her body.In a short matter of time Marin was once again fully clad in her armor*

No, Misea the armor will not crush you. If for any reason we decide to permantly remove the armor it will contract for an instant before dispersing and returning to a designated area.

09-23-2004, 03:09 AM
*Hal lloks at the bag with an expert eye and picks up a sabre, he activates it, an orenge blade.*

Hal: Mat, you'd be better with this one. Its less likely draw you t4o the dark side. It must have been an aprentice's

09-23-2004, 07:15 AM
Cracern "Figures that you still have it, and I didn't do anything but look after the kid when I lost mine. Pfft, what ever."

*Cracern gets onto the transport and puts on the clothing in there.*

*inside the transport, Sir-Vin sitting on the same side as Idona*

Sir-Vin "You know better then to complain about that, they won't reforge that armour for you. I wouldn't doubt that if that the armour that we wore after it disintergrated it went right back the the Asgardried, and got reforged for her."

*Sir-Vin points at Gerd, while smiling.*

Sir-Vin "Rather on her then us, wouldn't you say Idun?"

09-23-2004, 11:05 AM
*Idun looks at Irvine*

Idun: Do you have a problem with that?

09-23-2004, 11:36 AM
"Are you really going to have her fight in the battle?" Raschel asked Heimdall disbelievingly, lowering her voice so Gerd was less likely to hear. "She's only a child."

09-23-2004, 01:44 PM
Hal: we gert our boys with swords, our girls learn to use more effective weapons.

09-23-2004, 01:49 PM
*Orthos takes some gear for himself, Gortick and Elella. Each brings their own weapons and armour*

Elella: How cold can we expect it to be?

09-23-2004, 04:00 PM
*Matt shrugged, put the saber back in the bag and picked up the apprentice sword. He checked it out*
Matt: They seem the same physically. I'll take it.

09-23-2004, 04:28 PM
Sir-Vin "I don't, it was armour on loan. Although the motive isnt really clear on why you haven't redistributed the armour, and that the armour disolved for both of us especally when we never really carried the same name. But, eight months is a little too late now to contest that isn't it?"

09-23-2004, 07:14 PM
Heimdall *looking over his shoulder*: She is a member of the Aesir and as such is duty bound to fight in this battle like the rest of us. Gerd knows what she is getting into and accepts it and everything else. Don't you Gerd?

Gerd *cheerfully*: Yup.

*Ellela question*

Heimdall: Idona?

*Idona stands and looks at a monitor*

Idona: Currently it is 90 degrees below zero, we can expect a nice balmy high of 80 below. Tonights low about 120. Windchill it is 130.

*She sits backdown*

Idun to Sir-Vin: Just be quiet, and maybe give some thought on how your going to keep your apprentice alive for the next ten days.

*Svafa shakes her head at the Irvines*

09-23-2004, 07:43 PM
Matt *after hearing the tempatures*:I never thought I'd wish to be on Tatooine.

09-23-2004, 09:09 PM
Cracern "You two are way too up tight for small talk..."

09-23-2004, 10:46 PM
((By the way, in case you're wondering, superthrawn, Ritchet will be protected from the weather as long as he stays on Guy's transport.))

"You never carried the same name?" Raschel asked. "I thought you two were both named Irvine. You had weird parents I guess...or wait, wasn't one of you a clone of the other?" She looked at the white-haired Irvine (Cracern). "So wouldn't you be Irvine II or Irviine or something?"

"Maybe we should call them Red and White," Misae said. "Since they can't make up their minds."

09-24-2004, 03:03 AM
Hal: Well its still not too late to shoot one of them. Matt, a true Sith blade is always red.

09-24-2004, 06:22 AM
Cracern "No, supposedly I'm a clone of him. But my name is Irvine Cracken Cracern."

Sir-Vin "While mine's Irvine Palpatine."

*Hal's comment.*

Cracern "And you call yourself a Jedi!?"

09-24-2004, 09:14 AM
Elella: Sounds like wonderful holiday weather.

Orthos *Remembering something the avatar told him once*: Is this...Fimbulwinter [Admiral, not sure if it's spelt like that...I mean the years of winter before Ragnarok]?

09-24-2004, 09:29 AM
((Deac: Actual spelling is: Fimbulvetr))

Svafa: It is Gotterdammerung's version Fimbulvetr. The true one is three years long, this has only been a year in length.

09-24-2004, 10:55 AM
((OOS: Hal is both right and wrong, since these Sith predate Exar Kun [who just as an example, had a blue lightsaber], and thus would not have developed the Force-synthesizing technology yet in their original bodies. If I recall correctly, of course. :)

Of course their new lightsabers (except apprentice's sabers) would all be red, with the army taking advantage of superior technology.))

*Answering WH Irvine/Cracern*

"Weren't you just calling somebody uptight?" Misae retorted. "And it sounds like you do have the same name. Except you," - she pointed at WH Irvine/Cracern - "took your father's first name plus a misspelling of it, and you," - pointing to RH Irvine/Sir-vin - "took your father's last name. Which is kind of funny since neither of you supposedly knew him."

"Anyway..." Raschel cut in. "Don't you two have nicknames or something? We can't keep calling you both Irvine. It's confusing."

09-24-2004, 11:36 AM
Cracern/WH Irvine "Ivan Cracern, one of Cracken's former admirals actually raised me, I never 'knew' Cracken, nor can I say that he was my father. It's a pure damn coincidence that one could confuse it for a misspelling. Just call me by my last name would be fine."

Sir-Vin *answering Raschel* "Well I can definately say that I wouldn't want to be called my mine. I'm not carrying on with my families history. But like my counterpart, I never knew Cracken, but I know he's my father. If I had, I might have helped him cuase the situation that we're in now."

09-24-2004, 01:07 PM
"So make up a nickname," Misae said. "I'm not going to pick one of you to call Irvine when you're both already Irvine."

09-25-2004, 10:12 AM
Sir-Vin "Choice waht you like, 'Irvy' or if you care to 'believe', my jedi name Sir-vin."