Re: RP SECRET: The Earthborn Territories
Armanthor
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Calbrey follows Armanthor onto the platform and it rises slowly. Armanthor feels himself locked into place by some invisible force - not unable to move, per se, but unable to lose balance. It filled him with a sense of artificial confidence.
"No, the suit is my own. It's so that I can fully regulate my own chemical and neurological processes. It also allows me to 'read' certain objects, though the art is not as precise as, say, psychic reading an artifact. It's mostly useful for responding to danger, monitoring adrenaline levels and my own standard of health.. things like that. As for the approval of weapons, under the Hands of Odin Table III (Earthborn), many of our weapons cannot be taken out of the Territories, as it may very easily disrupt the equilibrium of balance that keeps the government running."
He nods; the platform starts to heat up; soon they are speeding across the woods.
"Would you believe this area used to be sea? We converted it back in - well, a long time ago - because we needed the fresh oxygen. Engineered flora. Intriguing, isn't it?"
He smiles.
"Of course, some weapons just don't work in other parts of the Realm Supernatural. Theomagnetics, they say.. nanotechnology being the big one. Others, too. Our portal technology works, but it's broken. Um. Other things, such as 'wave technology, works too well - that's the most heavily regulated by the Conclave. They don't like having psychics running around, prying into their secrets."
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Aesin
"Yes," said the stave-handed man bruskly, "You will. Unless you have been given executive permission to be here, I'm afraid you'll have to leave and seek three-permission like every one else. This isn't a zoo, you know. These aren't pleasure gardens. You can't just portal in when it pleases you. We have a kingdom to keep."
The other man raised his diamond firearm.
"Unless you either leave or show your permission, I'm afraid we'll have to shoot."