IC - Session One - The Assembly

[Bohemond]

Kwine looks on as Em and Arkod approach, happier to see one than the other. The fact that the trio had been chosen to go was no surprise. Though there were no official "teams" or anything of the sort, Danny, Mart, and he had been hanging about together of late, and the fact that they got along with each other was no secret. And that was before Sonya had told them she was recommending the three for the expedition.

The pair in front of them was a little more confounding. Kwine knew Em wasn't a fan of Sonya's desire to have a "collection," and Arkod was Nazin's enforcer. The two didn't seem to fit together, much less with Sonya. It made the gearhead wonder. Everyone in the Ark had powers, some obvious, some subtle. But the fact that no one could say what Sonya's led to no small amount of speculation. Did the other groups include Arkod to counterbalance what he presumed was Sonya nomination of them to lead the endeavor? Or was this a way to get Nazin's blunt weapon out of the Ark for a bit? Regardless, Kwine would've preferred Flinn joining them. It would at least have saved Mart some grief.

"Depart the Ark within the hour? I can get why you're sick of putting up with me, Em, but the others are blameless," Kwine jokes to the Chronicler. "I suppose it's too late to promise not to make as much noise tinkering while you're trying to read."

[RorytheRomulan]

Mart reacts in contrast to Kwine's witty narrative. His fish eyes blink and brighten, as Sonya's suggestion earlier sinks in with Arkod present - this is really happening. Even better, it's happening now. "Truly? Outstanding! I shall be ready in half the time."

[silverfoxdmt73]

While everyone readies themselves for the expedition, Arkod simply waits, his scaled arms folded across his barrel chest, a large scrap blade strapped across his back. His shoulders, groin and lower legs are protected by a patchwork of metal, plastic and rubber armoured pieces but the rest of his mottled green and brown scaled skin is bare for all to see. His face is scaled too, with a large, square jaw filled with jagged teeth and cold, unblinking eyes that seem to hold everyone around him in contempt.

The plan, as Em tells everyone, is to travel to the northwest where rumours suggest an old supermarket may still contain enough food to boost the Ark’s reserves. You are given some battered looking holdalls to bring back any bounty you will hopefully find.

“Danny, you are in charge.” Em says once everyone is ready. “As the pathfinder, you’re responsible for getting everyone there and back… Although the situation is critical here, it’s better for everyone to make it back safely. There’s no dishonour in returning empty handed if the alternative is not getting back alive.”

At that last comment, Arkod snorts derisively and shakes his head when Em looks at him sternly.

“We all know why you’re coming along Arkod, but keep everyone safe, for the sake of the whole Ark…” Em comments, clearly unimpressed that one of Boss Nazin’s henchmen has been forced onto the expedition.

OOC

Okay, if anyone has any last minute requests to buy any gear (using bullets as currency) or questions about anything else, then we’re good to go. We will switch to the IC Zone thread once the expedition is underway.

The destination is two squares directly north-west of the Ark.

[RorytheRomulan]

Martin tucks his rations of water and food away on his person and joins the group with a spiked bat resting on his shoulder. It's a thuggishly crafted murder-stick, with long, filed-down carpenter nails hammered through it. He takes two of the empty holdalls in one hand, standing ready to move out. There's a covetous glint behind his nictating membranes as his eyes flick to Arkod's weapon and gear for just a moment. If the amphibian thrall has any ill thoughts about the team, he's hiding it as usual.

"Nonsense. By the skin of our teeth, we shall return with a bounty, Em."

ooc

I forgot my weapon, so I added it to my sheet and made a test roll. I hope that looks correct.