Helo, and welcome back.
Adventure number #02-1.
This day of play runned on 02 July, 2011. I tried to let the players a bit more free than usually, as I like to let them explore the settings. Imagine what it would be if everything in our life happened in a couple of days, and that wouldn't make any sense; so, I let things follow their own ways. Anyway, this doesn't mean it's not fun. It is. The fun is exactly on having time to explore.
About the Music :: I do not intend any offence to anyone's right, and I do not really own the music I suggest my readers listen during the Story; the suggestion is in honour to the musicians who created those beautiful songs, and I explicitly want to thank you very much.
Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hA2pgEUnrM8
I hope you're enjoying your stay,...
and Stay Plugged.
(Resume of this Day of Play)
Borttom stared at the screen, on the car. There is a huge alignment on the sky. A star in the galaxy border, two planets in line, including Akkoya, the bigger orange star, a gas giant on the same system on the other side, and two other stars on the other side of the galaxy, they all form a straight line.
- We'll have to think, (said Takket), whatever would happen in this alignment Has already happened. This doesn't mean the event was in here.
The shortman Borttom concentrated on his breathing. It's all hard in here. The tendence of Akkoya's native is always being stronger, for the planet is a bit bigger than a standard garden, so travellers must take care with a number of things.
Breathing is the most important.
All numbers into this happening are about seven. When that happens, think Borttom, it usually is a portal, what means something changed place.
Something, someone or wharever it was, obviously went from a place to another, coming here, or going somewhere else.
The bar at the road was full of people outside, now that the lights came back.
Everybody was being interrogated by the police present, as a noble from the media was at the place, at the moment the bodies exploded inside out.
No one was being arrested.
A special group of professional phenomenology were on their way, but in fact, the policemen were more special than those ratlings.
These men are from the Regence.
Once the commons were investigated, a young regent came to talk with the group. He's about seventeen, and totally ignored the others.
Although this regent is too young in appearance, the special agent knows he's probably the older, with a boys face, white, young haircut, and the black eyes of a hunter.
He came and spoke only to Borttom, in alphanumerics, the Regence code.
- You're an agent. (that wasn't a question).
- Agent Alppa, from Tanahta. You?
- I'm Sixteen D. So, just on a travel, or you're on a mission?
- I know your division, agent. (Borttom smiled). You're the clean-up-the-mess division, and I know now you're much older than your appearance says, for sure.
- What (16D smiled) are you doing here, Alppa?
- I like to follow Events, and I came here to see an Event. These two are with me.
- There were echoes on the scene. Two are magical. It was a ritual, but I can't say what kind of ritual it was, and the Doctor will have to explain a few things before we come to a conclusion.
- What the echoes? - asked Borttom, curious.
- Invocation and trick. The invocation failed, because it was used as a trick. I know who did it, but I'll give you an advice, Alppa. To use invocation this way is really dangerous, and it was made wrong too.
- I'll have that in mind, thank you.
- What did you gathered, during all this, Alppa?
- There is an alingment happening just now, and that is probably related to the unknown ritual.
- Correct. This ritual is lost in time. I've never seen one like this before. It's probably a revival of Akkoya's mythology, and we can wait for trouble.
- Hmm,....... so, it's a mythic thing,...
- The Doctor is following the receptacle, (he looked on his Pk computer), but he lost track.
- I have the motorbiker Pk. Blue me.
(tut-tut).
- Thank you very much, Alppa. This resumes what I had to say. I'll have that to the Dinasties as soon as I can, but,... I do not understand,... What kind of Event are you talking about?
- I don't know, exactly, 16D. I'm just following the tracks.
- Good. That's the emotion behind this all, isn't it? I have your Pk now, and I'll let you know about the investigation, but I can say in advance, it was a demonic ritual. It's a case for the Nekalimas. That's for sure. Be careful, til we know what's happening.
- I'll have that in mind, thank you very much.
- Ah, yes. This unknown ritual's probably a revival of the mythology, because Ryklanta's the region where the Academy of Magic, Politics and Power has grown, during the mythic era. Keep that in mind, and you'll probably find the Event, if it's somehow related to Ryklanta. Nice to meet you, Alppa. I've got work to do now, because the phenomenologists are coming.
Having said this all, the young agent nodded to the others, Tul and Takket, and leaves, giving the exact notion that he knows everything, in Borttom view.
And that Borttom's really a Regence agent, as he himself said.
Then, Borttom turned to them, truely calm.
- They know everything, guys, but I have good news. The chances are now that you'll only get the blame for anything, in a chance of five percent. Yeah. You'll have to be completely idiotic to be a suspect, after what the agent told me right now.
- So, what are we going to do now?
- Wait, Tul. I have something more to say. Well, Takket. They know you've done an invocation, but that's not the wrong part of it. You've done it as it was a trick. It's dangerous. I hope you remember that, cause by the way it goes we're going to walk side by side.
Tul frowned on that, and resumed.
Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IjZfhFAYChA
- You did what? You're saying you do magic but you don't know how to do it, and the problem is mine?
- That's not it. It's just,...
- Guys, (interrupted Borttom, quickly), this is not the problem.
- And so what is it?
- Yes, Tul. We gotta get out o' here. The phenomenologists are coming, and you know they're problem.
- Agreed, now. - said Tul - But again, the problem is mine?
- To make invocation as a trick is as safe as smoking Flux from a spacetunnel generator... Wait!
Borttom entered his small car, and used access to the Fleet starship navigation maping. "Wow! That is something good to know. (thought Tul) So, he has the map of the galaxy on the car? Huh,... Nice", he thought but stay quiet, only with a smile on his face.
- I knew it! The end of the line, this starsystem in here, look. It's a mining ejik colony. They extract Flux from five planets on the system.
- You have a starship navigation map on your car.
- Yes, Takket. I do. The mining is a great corporation, as I saw on my visions. Look. It's an independent colony, but they're considered allies to the Alliance. They mine Flux from the planes to use on spacetunnel.
- Flux is what keeps the planes under balance! (almost shout Takket) Are they mad doing this?
- That's exactly what I said to the Energy Council, on Tanahta.
That system's five weeks by tunnel from Akkoya, and Borttom had goosebumps only thinking about that. No one would like to do that.
- Look! This, look here, it means the corporation produce ten percent of what's produced on the galaxy, and the only "who" that would fall would be... mining corps, and... the Fleet of Defense. Wow! That's bad, now,...
- You have all that info on your car, Borttom?
- Ma brother's a capitain, Tul. This means I'll have to connect and let the Fleet knows.
That was a strange thing, and few would believe all that.
- Did you really saw "us" in visions?
- Yes, Tul. I know it's weird. You are the ones who will show me the Event. It's not the place to discuss this all anymore. Where do we go, now?
Takket looked to the mountains, and pointed a direction.
- Here we go. Get up the car, you two.
Said so, Borttom headed the mountains and the others hang outside the car. Tul activates telekineses, to pass not for trepidation.
Some minutes later, they got to a belvedere.
(The Belvedere)
The place's called Belvedere North. There are more than twenty cars parked, a restaurant, and five bars, and you can see all the countryside area.
It's night still, and the night sky's clean.
Borttom used his calculation to predict which bar's probably trouble.
And it's the sixth.
- There's a hidden sixth bar, in here.
- Are you sure, Borttom? - Tul's always direct, and Borttom just smiles and noded.
The wizard lost eyefocus, and didn't answer don't-know-what that Tul asked, to see a strange energy on the wall between bars one and two.
He gets off the trance state.
- There's energy in that wall, and it's probably there.
The wizard goes to try to open the door, while the psionic just stay the same place, watching everything. The small man enters the car.
Time passes, and the wizard can't figure out how to enter.
Borttom manned to get a somewhat secure line with his brother.
He's on a watchroom, analyzing the alignment.
- That's good to know you already know about the alignment, Muzille.
- Yeah. How are things, Borttom? Be short, 'cause the line may has worms. I know about the alignment, yes, already.
- The end point in line's a mining corp system, and I calculated the only ones who would lose anything would be the Fleet, so I decided to call you and tell.
- Thanks.
- Take care with flux suplies.
- I located you. The blank point of the alignment is about two hundred kilomeasures from you, northeast. I can't calculate anything else.
- Not a thing?
- Maybe you should look for the oposite side of the planet, too. It's a line, isn't it?
- Thanks. Take care.
- You two.
With that information, Borttom disconnected the car.
Meanwhile, Tul got tired of looking the wizard trying to talk with the wall, and entered the bar one, which is called Watchtower Bar.
He immediately saw a korochi on a table.
When he got to the table, the two ejik stoped talking.
Tul simply got a chair and sitted.
- Your friend?
- Of course, Wergyl.
- Nice to meet you - said Tul.
- Nice, oka. - said the other.
The men stay in silence. It looks as they're talking about something important.
- Wait for me, (said the korochi woman, with pretty lines), I'll go outside to smoke a cigarette.
She got up and showed the way to Tul.
Outside, she pulled a pack of cigarettes and lighted one.
- Are you local? - asked Tul in koresh language.
- Yes. Those are my co-workers. I work for the movie media corps. You?
- A fixer.
- Nice!
They stay in silence, for a while. That's the thing other races feel strange about korochi, it is that they can stay together for long moments in complete silence.
- Your Pk - said the woman.
(tut-tut)
- Call me, anytime. I need to get back to the table.
- I'll do it.
And the woman enters the bar again. He looks her back, on her way to the table. So, he got back to the scene notion needed, again.
Borttom got off the car, and he's going to talk with Takket.
Then Tul comes, too.
- He's on trance. Impossible to talk with him, now. - resumed Borttom.
- What do we have, in here?
- It's the other bar's entrance, for sure. But I sense a smell. It's necroforma.
Meanwhile, Takket listened to a voice.
- What do you want?
- Ah, yes. I was passing here, and I noticed there was one more bar in here, and I wish to enter. I'm a wanderer.
- What do you want? - the voice asked again.
- I wish to enter the bar.
- It's private.
- What's needed to get in?
- An invitation.
Takket started to feel he'd never get that, but,...
- These people are with you?
- Yes. They're company,... I've met them today.
- Well, it's still a private place.
- This is the first nice place I find on this region.
- I think it's better if you get off attune and talk with your company. They're on your side.
- Hhm,... no bar, today?
- It depends on the talk you have with your friends, now.
This way, the wizard came out of trance.
- This is the entrance, but it's a private bar.
- It's a nocturn's bar. Can't you sense the necroforma?
- What?
- You really call yourself a wizard, Takket?
- Yeah. Well,... mostly.
- Wait, you. I have something to do - and Tul got back to the Watchtower bar.
- Wait, you too.
Borttom stay in front of the wall, and knocked it softly.
- Yes? - said a voice.
- You know what I am, and I have friends amongst you on my world. We're just looking for a nice place to go, and this is the best. I'm new on the planet.
- We know. (the man's voice paused, before going on). You take care of your friend. He'll be your responsability while a visit in here.
- Agreed.
- Step back five normeasures.
Borttom and Takket steped the measures the voice said, and the wall started to open into an entrance door.
- You watch your voice, see what?
- I listened, Borttom. Oka, I'll keep that in mind.
- They're nocturns, see? They're noble supernaturals, and you just don't want to mess with 'em.
- Nocturns?
- Yey, vampires, but don't call 'em that.
- Oh. Right oka.
The walls are old greystone, and torches side the way down the stairway. Borttom starts to talk about the energies on the alignment, and Takket remembers it's all about seven. It looks like a catacomb, where there's some cold, even with no wind or windows.
It takes five levels of a square stairway to get there, and so they see.
A large saloon, like those of mythic taverns.
Torches make it part seen, and tables are made of hardwood. The bartender's right in front, so they go to him, to talk.
- Good night. - cumplimented Borttom.
- Welcome. Chose a table, and I'll be here if you need.
The man looked upwards, to the void, and murmured "Yes".
- I'll have "this".... (he took a flower wine from the winecostume back him)... and it's no pay. It's a courtesy.
- What is it?
- Flower wine.
- Yeah, I've heard of it, but it's too expensive back where I come from. Never tasted.
The cork off, it is a liquid that looks like water. Borttom drinks it, and lifted the glass to the void, the same direction the man had said yes to.
So, Borttom chose a table, but Takket was looking to the other side of the room.
A group of five men, obviously weird, with a sense of power coming from them, were playing cards. Takket loves games, so he went to see.
Borttom frowned.
Suddenly, as it were a must-do-it, his attention was driven into the other direction. He sees a small person, maybe same size as himself, looking at him and lifting the glass.
He did the same.
Then, he decides to go and talk.
Trying not to move too quick, 'cause he knows nocturns don't like it, he came to talk with this person, and the person pointed a chair.
- Welcome. - he listens to a woman's voice.
- Thank you, but that was really necessary? To call my attention like that?
- Your friend is about talking with the players.
- Is that forbidden? If...
- No. No, I think it's not. It's just that the game is running for the last two hundred years, and there's not a rule for interruption. They'll be talking about it for a decade.
- Right. Fun. I'm Borttom.
The person took off her hood, and it's an ikka woman, all white as usual, and so Borttom sensed the smell of her drink and thought he'd not drink that.
- I'm Imá.
- Nice to meet you. I wonder, I just need to make a question. What happens from two hundred kilomeasures from here? I need to go there.
- Northeast? Ruins. Necropolis, most of 'em. From two hundred to a thousand kilomeasures.
- I knew it.
Takket was confuse.
It's a totally nonsense game. It uses dice, cards, coins, and counters. The players don't talk, most of the time, but then he could not hold himself, and started to look for a moment he would be able to ask, and sure the moment came.
- I'm sorry for interrupting, but what are you playing?
They basically didn't understood. Not at the same time, but the one he questioned stoped, and the others all seemed to look at Takket's face as a complete stranger.
Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ogxfF9pByZc
Meanwhile, Tul got to the bar and touched the korochi woman using tantra. The woman immediately stoped talking, and asked to wait for her colleagues, so she stand up and followed him outside, they didn't talked, and went to the woods.
No other race understand the patterns of social interaction of korochi.
They didn't talked.
They simply kissed, and from that on and on.
- This game has a very long story, and we are playing for a long time.
- No, no. (said the other). He's just an invitee, for tonight. Don't need to talk too much. The other's responsible, so there's no need to rush.
- Ah. That, oka. We'll need to think about what you asked. Come back later.
- I'll be very happy to know about it. Thank you, very much.
Having said that, Takket turned to go his table.
- And you are,...?
- I know you know what I am, but yes. You showed your face (he remembers her, from his visions; she's the ikka that will be accused for all the Event), and I'll show you mine.
He turned off the hologram.
- Nice, but your friend's coming.
- What?
- I noticed he doesn't know your race, so,... the hologram.
- Ah, yeah. Right. He doesn't need to know this right now, you're right. (he turned on the gadget). I have to say something to you.
- What?
- I know you, from visions.
- H'mn,...
- You'll be unjustifiedly accused from things you didn't do.
He had not a way to say more than that. Saying she'd be accused of seven assassination, because she'd be the only person to gain with that. That wouldn't help to say.
On the woods, Takket used tantra to give her the strongest orgasm of her life, and so she fainted.
He waited for her to wake back.
Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cynCY507h7k
Borttom stays in silence, while Takket goes to the bartender.
- What do you have to eat?
- What do you want?
- I mean,... there's a menu, right?
- What do you want? - the bartender's always repeating that (Is he a droid? he thinks), but it doesn't looks like having any menu.
- Oka. So, I can tell you what I want?
He looked up, and said "Yes", and turned back to the wizard.
- Yes.
- I want something,... that doesn't exists anymore on common culture, for at least two thousand years.
He looked up, and murmured "Perfectly", and resumed.
- You can wait at your table.
- Thanks.
Takket got back to the table, and saw Borttom was talking to a person, in a hood.
The korochi woman woke up and dressed. She passed her right hand on Tul's face, and turned to go back to her daily talkings.
He hit her back, and she laughed while going to the bar.
Tul thought about her images, for korochi culture's mostly telepathic, and transmitted during sex. He knows now basically everyone at the cinema corps make sex with every other.
He keeps that to himself, and went to the wallbar.
As soon as he gets there, he listen to a voice.
- You're waited. Step back five normeasures from the wall.
He did it, and the wall became a door, as those of ejik mythic dungeons.
- Your friend is coming.
That made him get back to the place, for he and the ikka woman were in silence for some time. Borttom sees Tul coming at the stairway.
Borttom called the korochi, waving hands, and Tul sees Borttom calling his attention, and went to his table. He gets a chair, and sit.
- Helo. I'm Tul.
- Imá. - said the ikka woman.
- I think I know your name, but that's lost in time.
- Probably.
The korochi remembers some elder's memories about an ikka named Imá, but she's missing for the last two millennia.
- I think we should go, now, Imá. It's a nice place you have here. I'll try to come back, when I have the time to do it, and thanks for the flower wine. It was delicious. Nice to meet you.
- The pleasure is mine, Borttom. And thank you.
- Good night. - risked Tul, for if it's the same ikka, she's at least two thousand years old.
The group gathers at the table with Takket, at the time the food comes.
It's meat, but it's like a tongue, Takket looks at it and sees it's blue. So, the bartender says "Blue tongue Hellhound's tongue. Here's the antidote", and the wizard could not believe.
The man hands him a small christal bottle, with an indigo blue substance inside.
- I drink it before eating, or after?
- Before, better.
The wizard drinks the antidote, and starts eating. Same time, he started to exhale sulfur, and smoke through his mouth, nose and ears.
He was completely happy while eating, ignoring the others.
It took some minutes eating, and the other two decided not to talk.
When he finished, he was happy as never before. He concluded the food makes you happy. They talked where to go now, and decided to go immedaitely to the old region of ruins.
They thank the bartender, who bawed, and they leave.
- Get up the car, you two. - said the small man.
- I'll meet you there. - answered the korochi, going somewhere alone.
- I'll go with you, small man. Huh, do you care if I say that?
- I don't, but don't say that to my brother. Let's go.
The autovias are mostly empty, and in one hour they come to the gatherplace.
At the first ruin, they park and waited for Tul.
The korochi came from back of a tree, noticed something strange were happening, and when he were ready to talk about it, his Pk phoned.
- We have a problem at the village, and I think it's serious. Please, come back. (it was the elder, from the settlement Tul needed to help for the last weeks).
He turned to the other two.
- They need me back. Go, and I'll get to you.
(End of Session)
Who is this Imá nocturn? Does she looked impressed with Borttom saying she'd got blame for something she didn't do, or not? The white race expressions, the ikka race, always confuse the others.
It's not that they're cold. But they're cold of concentration, not to ever enter fury.
What are they going to find at the ruins?
I hope you're enjoying your stay,...
and Stay Plugged.
