Rpg: Starscape

[Toast of Awesomeness]

OOC: They're still underwater, in case you didn't know, haha. :PIC: The Marine held her gaze, not a trace of fear in his eyes.Interesting, replied the Tsui'nau. It sounds as if you would be good allies to have. Our way of life is more... Simple, I would say. My race, the Tsui'nau, are the gods of our world, and these are our people. There are two more races which go unrepresented here, but I have no doubt you'll encounter them later. We possess quite an empire as well, and our fleet is very impressive, I believe.Oh, the joys of political bluffing.

[Xomeron]

OOC: Her helmet has a transparent visor.IC:"No Starbase or defensive fleet seen above?" Sienta said. "Impressive indeed. We are excellent allies to have. As to whether we will have you as allies..." Sienta paused for dramatic effect. "So, you keep four races enthralled under your 'godhood?'" By her tone, Sienta injected a fair amount of irony into the word "godhood"

[Toast of Awesomeness]

IC: This is merely an outpost world, a new colony. We'll be constructing a small defense fleet for this world when we begin producing enough resources to keep it up. And yes, more or less. That is the nature of our world. Into his last statement he injected a tone that seemed to say "take it or leave it".Now, with formalities out of the way, I propose a non-aggression pact. I'm sure your people desire peace as much as we do.

[Xomeron]

IC:"I am not so sure. For eons now we have quested against tyranny; slavery, fascism, misinformation, and many other forms. Here, I find indications of that, amply. You call me a child-pah. I am likely older than you, false god, and because you have mastered four paltry races you think I am something lower than yourself. How low am I, thou gilded idol? How low am I? I am not so low that my claws could not reach into thine eyes! Heed that, "god," and keep it in mind lest you have further dealings with the Syrrinx. Crewmen, we leave!" Sienta spun around, coming to a stop gracefully in the water. She walked towards the door to the elevator, her crew following behind her.

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Oh, I missed the start due to finished the last ten pages on my university Asia Pacific Human Rights essay.Can I still play or did it get too crowded?

[Xomeron]

You can still play, it's fine. Pretty sure no one accidentally stole your homeworld.

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Username: Am I Poplar Yet?Species Name: CracksDescription: Evolving on a strange giant planet with an atmosphere of sludge that has an eccentric orbit, the Cracks are best-described as ambulatory faces that resemble tribal masks and aggressive carvings. Consisting of a single large plate with a massive jagged maw carried on six pointy, stabby legs, Cracks are creepy little simpletons whose entire interior flesh network resembles the constantly evolving and rebuilding structure of a brain, and their insane metabolism and strange biology means that they reproduce every few hours, and to supply this ridiculous genetic trait they have evolved to eat practically anything from starship wiring to rocks to toxic waste. They can also consume each other's brain matter to gain information, mostly because they can't be bothered to read a book and would rather eat the expert. The Crack homeworld is only in one piece because of the constant asteroid bombardments in the system bringing more matter to the planet for the Cracks to eat.Cracks don't have much regard for life, and don't waste time on contemplative thought. Rather, while they appear to be one large hive mind, however in truth they are all individuals, they just all have the same personality. Cracks are fond of bad puns, eating things, and climbing on stuff. Their bodies harden and shed often, and the think chitin plates resulting are used, along with cement-like mucus, sticky corrosive bile, and rapidly-expanding glass-foam mixtures, in starship construction. Crack starship design is a mess of redundancies, underdesign, and ships that basically fly through dumb luck and sychronized explosions. But, they are tough and survivable. The Cracks themselves are also incredible survivors, able to operate in a vacuum for hours and combine their simple bodies into large centipede forms or giant wrecking balls. While they may be strange, have a short attention span, and unlikely to ever quite grasp what they're even doin, Cracks possess a certain nasty cunning that makes them formidable opponents...if they can be bothered to, that is.History: Cracks evolved by accident. They are well aware of this. Everything in their history is an accident. Whenever one Crack gets mad at another Crack, he'll say "it was an accident!" And then they'll all laugh, stop for a moment to puke out some children, then go to the bar. The main reason Cracks went into space is because they had filled up every pit in their giant sludge world, and simply needed more land. To climb out of their gravity well the Cracks painstakingly built a massive space elevator and constructed an orbital ring, then they rebuilt it again after it was destroyed by space debris. And then again. Then they invented point defense mechanisms and energy shields! Truly a happy day that was. Now the Cracks are off to vomit forth their children on every planet they can get their hands on. Woot.Homeworld Name: LoomHomeworld Location: Sector 1 Star 22Ship Class Profile:Class Name: BlobClass Size: SmallClass Function And Description: A rotating cluster of plates, crew compartments and storage containers full of raw materials, all based around a large hardened laser turret.Not the best at maneuvability or defensive capabilities, but incredible regenerative and transformative potential, and it can accelerate pretty well.Class Weapons: Overclocked Laser, Mucus net, Glass-foam launcherWeapon Profiles:Name: Overclocked LaserWeapon Size: MediumMechanics: Essentually a massive laser cannon, only it fires a sped up shot that does more damage. The downside is that it burns out the entire mechanism, so the Cracks just eject it and install a new one. As a result it's used sparingly as it takes a while to build new components to replace the dwindling shots. Also explodes randomly.Name: Mucus netWeapon Size: SmallMechanics: Cracks stick their heads out the side and spray crisscrossing patterns of mucus which forms a large net. Cracks can attach themselves to it and use it to board enemies, or the ship itself can use it to capture and wrap itself around an enemy vessel. Doesn't do any real damage, but it can get the Cracks onboard a foe where their corrosive bile can do the rest. Also used to repair and knit damaged ships back together.Name: Glass-foam launcherWeapon Size: SmallMechanics: A chemical substance, glass-foam is inert inside pellets in the launching mechanism. When fired, the glass-foam is zapped with a catalyst and rapidly starts to expand as it exits the launcher, until it gets to a certain size and shatters into large, jagged shards. The effect is like the spray of a shotgun. Dangerous at close range, but pretty negligible at long range.---IC:Morning dawned on Loom. The gigantic parties and sordid celebrations the night before were over, and the slightly hungover Cracks were now ready to begin their great conquest of space. They'd already reached out and slapped their greasy paws on two nearby systems due to hurling their spore into space, but thanks to the new invention of the interstellar fancy-pants Jump Drive, the Cracks could now go forth and have even more fun.The first Blobship started off the day by collecting a few prefab stations full of engineers and heading out to the debris field on the outskirts of Loom's home system, and begun setting up a listening post and dropping off small prospecting units.The three worlds of the Cracks began producing four ships each.OOC: So hey, I claim 21 and 23 as my pre-started colony worlds, right?

[Xomeron]

........./me laughs too hard to type.Oh, you can definitely have those worlds. I was beginning to think this RPG was going to be boring!Also, the Industry numbers have changed a lot, might want to give them another look. I basically cut things down after you and Alex complained how slow this would be.

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In the first post? Indeed, I did read it.

[Toast of Awesomeness]

IC: Before you leave, replied the Tsui'nau, Know this- you may see this as tyrrany, but this is the way of our world, the way we've lived for centuries. We do not seek to conquer you, but we ask that you respect our culture and way of life, as we do the same to yours. Safe journeys, Syrrinx.As the marines lead the Syrrinx away, the Tsui'nau spoke into their minds.They are not to be harmed. Any aggression towards the Syrrinx will result in execution.The Marines remained silent the entire journey back to the ship, and though they did not show it, anger radiated off them like heat.As they reached the Syrrinx ship, the Marines stopped. The lead marine retracted his helmet as they reached the surface, and nodded, hus face tight."Safe journeys, Syrrinx," said the Bivalvi, his voice cold.

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

IC: With word from the colonies reporting good news and healthy expansion, the Alizarin began construction of a new design of ship. One larger than their previous models, and more heavily armed. Both Syrrinx and Natsirt had had suspicions of hostile aliens somewhere in the universe. The Alizarin saw no reason not to take those suspicions on boardOOC: Colonised planets now Self-Sustaining which means I have an Industry of 5. 4 once those two Icterine I'm building are done tomorrowIC: The Syrrinx seemed to be done with any negotiations and agreements, so the Alizarin at 2-7 prepared to leave. They'd continue exploring in the direction they'd been going, probably circling round the Syrrinx-owned spaceIC (1-1): "How do you wish to officialise this treaty?" the Chief Navigator asked of the councilman, "A signature? A DNA donation?"

[Alex Humva]

OOCSo the whole 'only level 3 on shared colonies' is entirely arbitrary and in place to encourage us to be ****s?Eh, wth, I'm going have to be one sooner or later in the game.

If either TPtI or ToA would like to send a scout down to check out my little corner of the Sector, I'd be happy for the interaction (plus I think we should make a northern alliance and beat the stuffing out of those silly sods down in Sector 1. )

Don't expect help from Power in that regards, unless he's plotting to stab me in the back -which would be a serious problem...-, but if you do breach Power's defenses, you'll have to fight off the Trilateral Alliance of Planets. That is, whenever Ak finally gets back on and we get that convention underway...IC [Location: Homeworld. Identity: Lead Councilor]"A DNA sample is enough; we have a device that will extract it rather painlessly, unless you prefer do it yourselves." The Councilor's expressions were calm, but he was actually rather giddy. "Perhaps we could do a joint venture soon, to start off this alliance; we have a fleet of civilian ships that is almost ready to leave to a world that our star charts refer to as '2-3'. We can give you the coordinates for it; perhaps we can start a shared colony on this world?"

[Xomeron]

IC:Soon. JATO units fired and the Changeling lifted off towards the skies. Upon reaching the Saze Zone, the ship jumped to 2-42. There, it appeared stealthed; the ship was silent, cold, and several AU out from the star. It looked for all the world like a rock.

[Alex Humva]

OOCForgot about VeeciIC [Location: New Lleh. Identity: Unaware Light]The delegation of aliens arrived to be greeted by Unaware Light's hologram, the captain, along with six armed guards."My apologizes for the weaponry; it's for your own protection, I assure you. Some citizens are not as... welcoming of aliens as you might think. Riots are currently going on along the entire Confederation." Unaware Light shrugged. "You'll be safe here, no less."OOCTo give you an idea of their guns, they're like a sleeker version of an AK-47, which fires either a solid tungsten round or a plasma burst.

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

Don't expect help from Power in that regards, unless he's plotting to stab me in the back -which would be a serious problem...-

OOC: Starting to realise why I chose that spot to start, aren't you? It provides an interesting political dynamic. We have to stay on each others good sides or enemies from another sector can just flood in and take out our homeworlds. But we also have to watch out as the enemy that floods in might just be the other guyIC (1-1): "We too knew of the system, our astronomers have it marked as a potential new colony. Sharing it seems like a good way to indicate trust, but would it not leave you more open to attack? With a colony there you have to keep an eye behind you at all times instead of looking forward."

[Alex Humva]

OOCIt does indeed present an interesting dynamic, as inevitably it's going end up like the alliance between Hitler and Stalin; one of the two sides is going turn on the other eventually, it's just a matter of who first. At this stage in the game neither can afford war, but soon enough the fleets will be prepared and war will come. We both have the problem that our homeworlds can be accessed directly from the IL, so both of us can launch an assault on the others homeworld at any time. Like it or not a person's homeworld is a place of strategic importance, and provides the bulk of the IPs. So this will be very interesting indeed.IC [Location: Homeworld. Identity: Lead Councilor]"But is this not a treaty of peace and friendship?" The Councilor's expression gave away nothing. "We simply have to trust each other; with a joint colony, both of our peoples would be staring down the other if hostilities arose... are you familiar with the concept of mutually assured destruction? Neither one of us can attack the other without the risk of destroying both of our species."OOCThis of course is a bluff; the Natsirt destroyed their world five times because they don't care about MAD. Oh, and I updated the map to show you controlling 2-17.

Edited November 7, 2011 by Alex Humva

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

IC: "Then perhaps we should consider such an option on both sides of the Passage?" the Alizarin suggested, "We notice this world in your star charts labelled 1-40. Perhaps we should split that as well, create a shared system in each others hands."OOC: Not sure if Sector 2 can actually be accessed from 1-40, but I'm going to assume it can for now

[Alex Humva]

OOCPretty sure it can, and since I'm the cartographer, my word on the maps and their functions goes until otherwise overridden by Xom.IC [Location: Homeworld. Identity: Lead Councilor]"That would be fair." The man settled back in his chair. "It would take some time to form both colonies however, as it'd take both of us building another fleet to colonize the world. Which world would be colonized first?"OOCQuestion; if the colony is -2, is this -2 for both species or is it divided? Same for when it reaches 3; is it 3 IP for both or 1.5?

[HeavyMetalSunshineSister]

OOC: Per-planet. You both get the -2, and then you both eventually get the +3.Also, I'm going to have so much fun with some of the races I'm seeing here.

[Alex Humva]

OOCJust don't expect much fun from my peeps; as a general rule they despise proud warrior guys, and you'll probably only support the growing xenophobic movement, which atm has reached a boiling point, what with first contact and all. My worlds are in chaos at the moment from the whole '**** we aren't alone in the universe, and the peeps next to us might be hostile!'thing.Something I must know though, am I the only one so careful about my species that I've actually thought of how they store their food on their ships?

Edited November 7, 2011 by Alex Humva

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

IC (1-1): "If your star charts are up to date with your colonising efforts, then you have three worlds whilst we have five. This numerical advantage, would suggest greater security is to be had colonising 2-3 first. Especially since it is largely shielded from the only other race we have encountered. We can secure 1-40 once you have a greater buffer."

[Alex Humva]

IC [Location: Homeworld. Identity: Lead Councilor]"Very well; it is decided. We will take 2-3 under joint operations first, and wait on 1-40." The man stood up. "All that is left is a DNA sample, at which point this meeting can be concluded."The Head Admiral, meanwhile, pulled out a small device, pressing a button on it and saying something in the same ancient tongue as before. He seemed to have a conversation for a moment, then sighed and put the device away."Please don't take this the wrong way, but I suggest you watch your backs as you leave the system." The Admiral stood up. "Rioting planetside is at it's peak; some civilian craft are in space, armed with illegal weapons. We don't have any ships to escort you aside from some cargo ships equipped with minor weaponry, so we can't offer you any protection. We will however inform you of any ship movements near your course. These are civilian craft; I'm fairly sure your vessel could easily outrun them."

[HeavyMetalSunshineSister]

OOC: I actually noted in my species' description that "proud warrior race" is a big oversimplification of them, but it is likely to be the first impression they give off.Still, strife with another race counts as fun.

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

IC (1-1): "The Gleaming Hope was made for speed and motion, we should be able to outrun civilian craft." The Chief Navigator motioned to two of the Alizarin, who started scuttling back to their Icterine craft to prep it for launch. "I take it retrieving a sample will require leaving the confines of the suit?"

[Alex Humva]

OOCI hope it is, considering there's enough planets of hats by now. :|IC [Location: Homeworld. Identity: Lead Councilor]"Yes." An attendant walked up to the armored beings, giving a fist sized device to one of them while the Councilor watched. "It'll draw some blood; once it has some you simply return it to us and we'll be able to extract whatever we need from it. Once we have it, the treaty is officially formed."

[HeavyMetalSunshineSister]

OOC: The primary thing for the Diemawr is accomplishment - they don't particularly care whether the accomplishment is military, scientific, or artistic, and, indeed, stringed instruments have become quite popular on Diemwnt-Cwn.

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

IC (1-1): "You will have to be quick then. We cannot last long outside the confines of these suits."The Chief Navigator activated a few controls which opened the top of his containing tank like the tendrils of an anemone. It would ask its crew to go through with anything it would not go through itself. It pushed itself out of the tank as far as it could, crew standing by in case something went wrong. As it left the water its brain-sac dimmed, dulling in bioluminescence as it dried out. The Alizarin weren't built for lasting outside a supporting mass of liquid, they'd collapse under their own weight. The navigator was not kidding when he advised the Natsirt to be fast

[Alex Humva]

IC [Location: Homeworld. Identity: Attendant]The attendant did not waste anytime admiring the view; with a quick motion, the device penetrated the skin/membrane, taking a small sample and then pulling out. The attendant gave it to another Natsirt present, who quickly hurried off with it.

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

IC (1-1): The Alizarin dropped back down into its tank, reassuring lines of crimson rippling across its translucent body."If this business is concluded," said one of the other pilots, "Shall we return to our ship?"

[Alex Humva]

IC [Location: Homeworld. Identity: Lead Councilor]"Yes; it has been good dealing with your species. Hopefully, the next time we meet my world will not be embroiled in rioting and panic." The Councilor nodded as a guard opened the door. "Let us hope for peace, for hope is all we have in the void."OOCThus concludes the first negotiation; meanwhile, Veeci is up to something tricky and Ak isn't doing anything so the TAP can't be formed quite yet. Hrm.

[Wyrd Bid Ful Araed]

IC: The remaining Alizarin and their slightly stricken Navigator scuttled back to their ship. Once they were on board, and the ports were sealed it began leaving, turning into a reversed shooting star as it left the atmosphere

[Xomeron]

IC:An FTL transmission from the Changeling in Tsui'nau space was sent out to Homeworld, which, when it arrived had the Starmaps and military databases updated with this world. The Diemawr were informed of a more impartial version of the species than Sienta could have ever written, and then a note with the Syrrinx opinions tied on."While the ethical quandaries of keeping four entire races enslaved under a fifth are outrageous to the Syrrinx Republic, we find this to be no justification for any action, and are merely informing you of their presence according to our treaty.OOC: Any rulings or such needed that I might have missed while I skimmed the updates?

Edited November 7, 2011 by King Of Shadows

[Akaku: Master of Flight]

OOC: Oye, if ya didnt notice, I did post on the weekend; I just had to get all me fancy ships in order and such. IC: 11-1It wasnt long before the Thernian ships grouped up above the surface of 11-1. Thadanox Vaxazor, the leader of the Thernians homeworld, was watching the massive Thernian Colonizer fly by the battleship he was seated in, before it popped out of existance, activating its FTL drive on its destination to colonize a planet in 32-1.He turned to join in talk with his fellow leaders of the other two planets the Thernians controlled. It wasnt long before the ships got into formation and activated there drives all at once, setting off full with civilians from wealthy familys, to scientists, to city rulers.---Location: 10-1The Thernian scout ship had arrived at the Kalarii planet once more, this time along with the two frigates and the battleship the Thernians possesed. Said ships showed obvious signs of peace, considering all there weaponry had plugs and caps on them, or were folded in to the interior of the ships."This is Thadanox Vaxazor, Leader of the Homeworld of the Thernians. It is an honor to be invited so openly to a feast. We posses four ships in total, we request docking coordinates for our craft."OOC:Ship Movements:-All Previous Movements have been completed.-Sending 046-S (01) (02) Light Frigates, Civilian ship (01), and 1 063-M (01) Battleship From 11-1 to 10-1.Notable Information:- 1 105-C (01) Planetary Habitation & Terraforming Vessel has found a habitable planet with no signs of sentient life at 32-1. Beggining Terraforming/Habitation Process. (0/3 days)--Akaku: Master of Flight

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Sorry guys, but I realized I have some stuff I'd rather do this holiday. Like that non-lethal Deus Ex playthrough on high difficulty.So I'm pulling out.IC: The Cracks decided that in fact, space travel wasn't worth it, so they built a dimensional gateway and left the universe, leaving behind on their worlds only two half-eaten packets of biscuits and a two-month-old copy of TV guide.

[Alex Humva]

OOCIf I don't respond/talk much tomorrow or however long this conference takes, assume my peeps are there and participating.IC [Location: 1-10. Identity: Assorted]The delegation had already arrived where the feast would be done, standing aside until it began.OOCAs per Xom's blessing, I'm making the first Industrial Queue.Upon finishing the work of the two starbases and colonizer, the following will happen;~The colonizing fleet will be sent to 2-3.~1-2 will begin work on 4 Valiant Class starships~1-1 will begin work on 1 Homeworld Class starship~1-39 will begin work on 1 Homeworld Class starship.

Edited November 7, 2011 by Cartographer Alex Humva

[Kothra]

OOC: Coloniser over Kalaras (1-9) completed, sent to 1-34.New colony christened Nakare.IC(1-10): "Vaxazor, this is Torios Control. Please proceed to the same docking area your people used before. Coordinates are as follows."After the coordinates were transmitted, the traffic coordinator spoke again, "Oh, we would like you to be aware that there is another race here to be a part of negotiations as well. Thank you for your cooperation."On the other side of the system, a ship carrying Consul Ranerei warped in and headed for the planet's surface.On the surface, in a large ampitheatre-like structure of smooth, grey stone, a massive screen was erected against one side. By this screen the Kalarii Senate would discuss the terms of a treaty with the aliens.

Edited November 8, 2011 by Revolutionary Saint Kothra

[Xomeron]

Sorry guys, but I realized I have some stuff I'd rather do this holiday. Like that non-lethal Deus Ex playthrough on high difficulty.So I'm pulling out.IC: The Cracks decided that in fact, space travel wasn't worth it, so they built a dimensional gateway and left the universe, leaving behind on their worlds only two half-eaten packets of biscuits and a two-month-old copy of TV guide.

Most hilarity-dense playtime in any TBRPG, ever.

[HeavyMetalSunshineSister]

OOC: Agreed, for only two posts, the Cracks were pretty awesome, though I am somewhat relieved that I never had to fight them.IC(Lord President, Diemwnt-Cwn): As, really, the go-to guy for inter-species things, the Lord President was the one the information from the Syrrinx was sent to, and, after mulling over the implications of the situation - and the Syrrinx's obvious distaste for it - he made the following note in his personal journal."If any action at all is taken regarding these 'gods,' it should be subtle. Nothing ripens a world for conquest quite like a civil war."OOC: Quick question, ToA, and I'm unlikely ever to use this information - do the nervous systems of your races operate on electrical impulses, like ours?

[Lara White]

OOC: Iiiiinteresting. That is all.IC: In the Gallian Skydocks, the Colonizer Masada lifted off from its berth, finally being completeed after a laborious and painstaking construction and crewing effort. The quickly fired its fusion torch engines, blazing away until it reached the jump limit, whereupon it vanished without a trace. It reappeared in the system designated for it and landed on the most haitable planet surveyed by the Mother of Invention, and began breaking into its constituent modules, each of which deorbited in a controlled manner and began to set the foundations of a new colony.~+~Meanwhile, in the skies above Baross, the flagship dreadnaught Infinitus was completed, and its crew boarded and powered up the massive ship. Media shuttles scooted around beyond the secure perimeter, getting the best views they could of this symbol of Imperium might as it lumbered away into the darkness of space. It blinked away once it reached the safe jump limit, reappearing in the Ithaka system, where the frigates Born in Fire and Slave to Wisdom waited for it. As they rezdenvoused, the frigates Spire of Fury and Shield of Baross blinked into the system and joined the mighty formation. The four frigates were like insects next to the massive dreadnaught, which was over six times their size.Licht could not help but grin as he watched the tactical map of the Ithaka system, and the Imperium Navy that was assembling there. It didn't take long for them to be prepared, and an hour later, they jumped into the system where the Mother of Invention had found the aliens.~+~Meanwhile, the Gallian and Baross Skydocks began work on the first and second runs of Xiphon fighters.OOC: Establishing Colony in 1-18, designated Masada. Baross and Gallia constructing 10 Xiphon Fighters each, ETA tomorrow.Fighty, I am now ready for formal negotiations. Let's get the ball rolling.

[Akaku: Master of Flight]

IC: 10-1"Another species? hmmm...." The once seemlingly large scout ship once again landed on the landing pad the Thernians used before. The Battleship was over twice the size of the craft however, making the craft now look relativley small. As the Thernians got out of there ships, there was a mix of reactions. many of them looked in wonder at the architecture and surroundings of the planet, others streching there wings (some of the youngest of Thernians there took flight and fluttered about the landing pad, much to there parents dislike).It was made clear who the leader of the Thernians were as Several large, heavily armoured guards (OOC: see: Thernian equivelent of this, with armoured wings, tail, etc.) made there way to the front of the crowd, escourting the Planet leaders.Walking up with heavy footsteps and the Clanking of armour plating, one of the guards went up to a Kalarii stationed at the landing pad and said with a cold, deep and dark voice: "The Thernian Planetary leaders would like to know where the feast is being settled so we may make way over to its location"OOC: The Thernian Royal Guards were raised to be lethal killing machines, so they arent exactly the most friendly sounding or looking of the bunch --Akaku: Master of Flight