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I check what weapons I have, and then head out toward the other verser sense.
OOC) You've got your armor, gauntlet blasters and your sword. Beyond that, I'll go with just about anything you want, within reason. That's just what I can think of off the top of my head.
So you're walking along. You see buildings, houses occasionally. Log cabins. Late 1800s tech. A horse-drawn carriage zips by at a crossroads. Their clothing is cotton and wool. Plain, simple, neutral colors.
Continuing your walk, you come across three ladies working a garden. A young mother of perhaps 30 and two daughters, 10 and 12. When you approach, the 12 year old daughter looks at a crystal she has hanging from a string around her neck. The crystal is glowing bright red. She looks up at you, her face is a horror show mask of terror. She stammers "Oh Ma. He's verserscum. You know what they say he's going to do to all of us."
And the mother, also terrified, looks at you and says "What do you want verserscum? Haven't your kind done enough damage around here?"
OOC) Your chance to get information from non-combatants. I wrote this world for Krillis. I really wish he would have played it. Scord really liked this world though.
(Doing Therapy)
This message was last edited by the player at 16:38, Wed 06 May 2020.