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In a surprising turn of events, a rare Bionicle polybag has emerged, leaving fans puzzled and intrigued. The product in question contains a collection of misprinted Ruru masks, sparking speculation about its origin and purpose. The polybag was first spotted on Facebook by BZPower member Turaga onewa, who shared it on the forums. The images showcased a handful of misprint Ruru masks. The burning question on everyone's mind: Where does this product come from? BZPower members have been buzzing with theories and hypotheses. Some speculate that it's a long-lost promotional item from the early days of Bionicle, while others believe it could be a fan-made creation. Let us know if you have any ideas!View the full article

IC: Karak - Celrys' Workshop I twist the grip on the handle of my weapon on my back once idly. I reach around the language wall, trying to focus on the words and phrases of most use and interest. silenced. Someone don't want Hmm. "Someone? Someone who? Rock Tribe? Agori?" This language is cumbersome but simpler than first appearance. It can be learned. OOC: @a goose

IC/ Skrall/ Bonehunter Stronghold/ Markets/ The bone hunters had no army, no regiments. Not even a glatorian presence to speak of (as far as she knew). Yet they survived in the wastes. That alone warranted caution. She wondered how long the prisoner would last - and banished the thought as fast as Tirveus had banished him. He had been skrall - and skrall didn’t break easy. Focusing back on the task at hand, she also looked to the wagons. The amount of supplies being loaded gave her a pretty good idea of the length of the remaining trip ahead - If everything went well. She sidled up to skrall and asked: “What are the odds they will honor the deal? Like you said: They know exactly which routes we can take.” It wouldn’t be smart to draw the ire of the legion - but they were greedy enough to deal in people. They might well be greedy enough to accept the trade and then try to reclaim the supplies down the road. Caravans disappeared all the time. And bone hunters knew the difference between an ambush and an animal attack. She wouldn’t put it past them to attack and then make it appear like the work of Vorox. OOC: @a goose@BULiK@Nato G@oncertainty@Burnmad@Mel@Toru Nui

IC: Skrall (Markets; the Bone Hunter Stronghold) “She is right.” He had returned without the slightest sound; stealth was easy in this place, so loud and so crowded, and it came naturally to him. “Do not mistake depravity for weakness. Look around: this is a fortress. Multiple walls, a watchtower, only one entrance and one exit – not to mention that the market means no shortage of supplies to outlast a siege. Not only that, but these Gatherers are disparate; this represents only a fraction of their number, and this location is strategically valuable only in that it can withstand an assault. Those grains of sand would slip through our fingers. Meanwhile, this is our nearest source of supplies outside Roxtus, and they have another stronghold along the route, meaning that they could easily raid the caravans carrying supplies to our army, or even attack our flank. It would be a massacre, and if we won, we would have shown our hand to the South, revealing ourselves as invaders and making enemies of their most powerful Tribe in the process by halting the supply of slave labour for the duration of the siege.” He looked back to the market; Agori were hauling supplies to the carts in which the Skrall had arrived, carefully avoiding the spikits. “I have seen to our supplies. Once Atakus is finished with the handover, we will be ready for the long journey to Tajun.” OOC: @ skrall IC: Kirbraz (Staff NPC; The Shadiest Spot on Bara Magna) The Agori shifted nervously, weighing up his options; he had no idea who this man was, and if he was indeed a mercenary, he would have no reason to take Kirbraz’s side. The moment he spoke the name aloud, the Glatorian would know exactly who the highest bidder would be. “Someone wants me… silenced. I know something they don't want known.” OOC: @Jesse Pinkman