Arulas steps through his new hole and says "Had a ghoul attack me on my way here in the other room. Results were rather predictable sorry. So who are all of you and what pray tell are all of you doing here?" seemed the best way to procede.

Polk nodded to Nyx.

"Nyx is wise. I will try my best. It is like when we first traveled and I tried to help Doc and you. You were angry Polk interfere with your gun duels. Yet Polk knows pale men called ppe vampires. Some of gang were palemen used to cut cut Polk with shaky blades and drain magic. I see now Ethan helping pale man. Will try hard to use my head as much as my heart like Nyx say. "

Ethan didn’t know what about the man unsettled Polkitain but he was glad when Nyx was able to calm him down. The combat medic especially didn’t know what the young dragon had meant when he said that Na-Wa would ‘cut cut, take all your magic’ but filed it away as a question to ask later.

“How do you feel?” he asked Na-Wa.

In reply to Sir Arulas (msg # 15):

Jason stops on the stairway at the entrance of the Elven Cyber-Knight.  That is a shame, he says as he turns back to face Arulas.  I had never encountered one, but he surrendered and promised to leave after a few knocks of his head against the bulkhead.  From what I remember in my reading, they tend to be more curious and mischievous than actually dangerous to the living.  Unlike other types of ghouls.
He comes back down, stopping a respectful distance from Arulas.  With a courteous nod of his head and an extended hand, he introduces himself again in perfect, if slightly accented Dragonese/Elven.  I am Iason Ianos Damianos, Undead Slayer of the House of Luminine, Clan of Acheron.  You may call me Jason Damien.

Lucas waited for more of an introduction, and waited. After a few breaths, he stopped waiting and turned to the newcomers. "I'm Lucas and this," he indicated the psi-stalker, "is Na-Wa. We're here looking for people. Jason for an old friend of his, and me for a wayward native american. You?" Though he already knew a few names just from listening, it was always polite to let people introduce themselves. So he quieted down again to give the others a chance to speak. Enough things had already gone wrong on this job. No sense in causing waves with those hunting the same enemies.

"Where is the primal earthy dragon they held here ?"

Doc nodded to his brother, "Wanted to destroy em proper. And Nyx is wise Polk, but he's also no fun. Don't forget that part." Doc eyed the new comers, "Names Doc, if you ain't a blood drinker or tryin' to kill us, it's nice to meet you." his hands never strayed far from the handles of his pistols.

In reply to Ethan (msg # 8):

Na-Wa made an grimace as his arm was sprayed, but the way he handled the pain showed that he had received first aid in the field before. As Ethan used his mind powers to further heal Na-Wa the psi-stalker smiled. "You help N-Wa, you friend to Na-Wa now."

The Psi-Stalker then scampers off obviously in search of something.....

I am not sure, Jason says to the young dragon.  I think that's what Na-Wa is going to do now.  My presence and the presence of the vampires, I think, confused his senses so he could not tell.  TheTattoo Master is an old Chiang-ku who has been missing for awhile.
He turns to Lucas.  I apologize for my oversight in introducing you.  I will try to do better, he says with a slight nod of his head.

"What is a Chiang-Ku, and what's so special about her tattooing people?", drawled Nyx, ignoring his brother's teasing with only the arching of one perfectly sculpted eyebrow

"Wise but no fun. Will remember Doc.   Chiang Ku ???"

Polk looked like he was trying to remember what he could of Chiang Ku.

Lucas' gaze followed Na-wa as the psi-stalker left. He considered a moment before shaking his head in disagreement. "I think it more likely he's looking for his friend. Remember he had a magical blade when we came here, one he's carried for a very long time. They're friends, and it wasn't with the rest of our gear."

His hand twitched a little at his last comment, and he looked a bit forlorn. "Speaking of which, we should finish searching the ship for those we came for so we can get back to the rest of ours. I feel practically naked here with just my rifle and a few sticks. If the area is clear, I'm sure we can all set camp together and talk well into the night if we want. I'd just rather do it after we're sure the area is secured and we have the rest of our stuff close." With the muzzle pointing down, his left hand gently rests on the stock. One finger taps impatiently but he seems reluctant to split the group entirely without a plan.

Kalista is burning the remains of the vampires, outside, on deck.

You are probably correct, Lucas.  We each have a reason we came here, and we each need to see to it.  He looks thoughtfully for a moment.  Let us go find the woman you are seeking.  Then we shall find the Tattoo Master.
He looks at the young dragon.  They are serpent-like, six limbs, very good at shapechanging.
Jason then turns to head back up the stairs.  Let us find the woman.  If the Master is still alive, he will keep a little while longer.

 Arulas merely looks at the psi-stalker and says "Just so you know two of our group are cyber-knights."

 To the two that are less occupied(namely Jason and Lucas) "What exactly are you looking for?"

Polk puffs up proud at the mention of the Lumberjacks Cyberknights.

Kalista is able to locate and account for all the vampire bodies (plus one ghoul and a few false rune weapons). The bodies burn quite well together as of they were made of wood, but the smell is indescribably horrific. The head of Severance seems to be missing, but she has the rest of his body to inflame.

As the tall cyber-knight Kalista carries another body to her makeshift pyre, Lucas recognizes it. This is the remains of the Apache warrior.

Na-Wa finds no trace of his sword, but there is something else. He does find some sketches of marks which he recognizes from the enchanted blade and a strange new scent. (private message coming later)

He is looking for a an Apache warrior, whilst I seek a Chiang-ku Tattoo Master, Sir Knight, Jason says as he continues up the stairs.  As Lucas identifies the woman he was sent to find, Jason puts a hand upon his shoulder.
That is ashame.  I had hoped we would not be too late.  He turns to leave the Ranger to his thoughts as he locates his Wilk' VFLAR and 227 Pulse Pistol, and the extra wnerfy mags.  When he finds them, he checks the number of shots in each before slinging the rifle over his shoulder, and pockets the e-clips.

Arulas, please give me a Lore: Demons and Monsters or History skill roll. Let's see how much the cyberknight knows about the Chiang Ku. Give yourself a 5% bonus to this role because of the age of Arulas.

Secret line for Na-Wa:
This message was lightly edited by the GM at 14:45, Sun 01 Apr 2018.

Polkitain inches a bit forward, "I am Polkitain. Sorry for growling earlier."

As Kalista brought down one of the corpses, Lucas' posture sagged. Though he knew the chances of finding the woman had been slim, a part of him had held out hope. He quietly murmured a native american send off he remembered from some of the funerals he'd attended. He didn't want her spirit to linger, and knew the shaman would appreciate the effort.

He nodded to Jason at the Atlantean's comforting words. He didn't quite trust his voice yet. When the body was gone, he turned and walked away. Finding Na-wa, he helped the psi-stalker search the ship.

Looks over fake rune weapons since no one seems ready to talk quite yet. Sees what kinds of weapons they are.

In reply to Polkitain (msg # 37):

There was a hammer which got smashed and the entity escaped. What remains are two knives, a pick axe, and something like brass knuckles. All of these entities are quiet, hoping that the vampire-slaying heroes would forget about them.

Polkitain swings the pick ax a bit and then looks at the brass knuckles seemingly liking those.

~You behave and work with Polk ?~