Harrowed - First Encounter - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
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Date
28/5/2022
Log
(Symaro) "It's a glorious day." Symaro gleams upon exiting his abode, the kobold having opted to wear some looser threads rather than the usually tight uniform he was once so fond of. The smile on his lips was inescapably infectious, a glimmer of pride and joy as he paces out his abode and meets up with several mutants just outside. Two large military-grade trucks retrofitted with some new tech to operate using electricity rather than primitive fossil fuels stand right there at the entrance, loaded to the brim with gods-know-what kind of equipment. At the forefront were two guards, a pair of large intimidating doberman mutants, one male and one female, garbed in the telltale uniform of RSX' military division. Two more were at the back, though they were both of the feline persuasion instead. The kobold approaches a fifth member of the gathered, an otter dressed in the RSX Operatives uniform of note, an organizer by the looks of things, given the distinct absence of armor or weaponry. The two exchange a few words, perhaps detailing the intricacies of their upcoming drive up the steep and perilous mountain. With a loud *CLANK* the front gate to Arborwatch Manor seals shut, and the armed personnel each move into their corresponding vehicles at the driver's and passenger's seat. They blare the horn, asking "What's the holdup!" To which their supervisor, the aforementioned otter answers loudly "Pipe down! You wanna attract all the ferals in the area?! We're waiting for the backup we were promised! They'll be along!" His gaze returns to Symaro's own, and the two continue to converse.
(Ankh) As before a large gnoll in modernized plate armor, though sans his helmet today, makes his way towards the location he was sent. Again, he carries a 3-day pack, maintained with nanites, duct tape, and luck to carry the mobile arsenal he usually equips himself with. While not expecting the dangers of the Dungeon today, it still paid to be prepared for feral resistance. The more lethal of his implements were left at home. Spotting trucks in the distance as he approaches the abode of their Director, the hyena sets into a casual jog in order to close the distance faster, waving once close enough to announce his presence.
(Fenris) Fenris walks up the road. The big, burly tanuki seems a bit out of sorts, without the usual bounce in his step. He looks different today too. Might be the presence of trousers. That is unusual. He is wearing a button up shirt with suspenders and dark, pinstripe trousers, with a greatcoat draped over his shoulders and a dark fedora perched jauntily on his head. He is rolling a large, silver coin across his knuckles idly as he stops by the wagon. "Here to help," he says with a smile, which seems genuine enough, though he still seems troubled.
(Arimia) A serpentine woman makes her way down the city streets, pausing when the gathering in front of the manor comes into view. After looking over those gathered she moves her head in a small nod and approaches closer. Once she's near enough she lifts a hand in greeting, before her tail coils around under her, offering her a place to sit. One hand reaches down to a belt slung around her waist, plucking a cigarette case from the side opposite a rather large revolver. As she fishes a cigarette out she says, "For those who I have not yet met, I am Arimia. Will we have a further briefing once all have arrived, or will we move out immediately?"
(Yejian) Sometimes form based urges and influences make themselves present in Yejian. Whatever her shape, typically the lapine side of her wins out but today it must be the feline because she's been perched on the perimiter walls for a little while now, watching the sky. When 'Symaro' steps out though, the lion rocks forward and slides off the wall, landing lightly enough despite her armour. Shifting her spear to her other hand, she leans over to wrap an arm around the kobold. "About time then, huh?" She says as others begin to make their arrival.
(Lorethan) Lorethan made almost no sound as he walked along, his wings flapping lazily to cool him off now and then. He soon find himself near the others.. The Kemonomimi Coyote looked a little lost but that was usual. He made his way to the rest of the group with a wave. "I uh.. I hope this is where I'm supposed to be.."
