Far From Home (IC)

[NexusX]

"This is not a good place to get lost in," Klempt said with a frown, craning his neck to see the newcomer. He began waving and smiling, pleased that the stranger seemed friendly.

Evandriel's hand slid toward his bow, then realized he'd left it up on the mech's neck. He sighed, sliding his hand to rest on the hilt of his sword. He stared into the eyes of the newcomer, trying to read his intentions beyond the seeming friendliness. Anyone can smile and wave as klempt was doing ... well, perhaps not quite as enthusiastically as Klempt was doing, but time would tell if they could trust either of these two, he thought. He glanced over to guage T'Sarreth's reaction and Klutarkes. The pteryx seemed at ease, if for no other reason than he was among several, and the stranger was alone. But Klutarkes seemed rarely concerned about the odds, though he'd almost gotten himself killed over it before, in the short time they had known the paragon.

[nightwing]

T'Sarreth sat down and took off his boots, emptying several pebble that had made their way in.

"I would think it would be more helpful trying to reactivate the stargate instead of trying to reanimate this godless contraption," T'Sarreth said, looking at Evandriel. "Have you been making yourself useful cousin?"

[NexusX]

"I tried to tell them. This is a complete waste of time. Found a good book I've been reading though. Who'd have guessed the gnomes liked to read, much less have some grasp on the art of writing! It's rubbish of course, but I have gleaned some interesting metaphors and bits about their history from it. But Klempt insists that he can get it working again and ... well reading sure beats rummaging through the ruins of a dead city like a street urchin, looking for something worth bartering for a meal." Evandriel said, clearly unhappy with his current circumstances.

"Exactly what I was thinking, T'Sarreth. Let's ditch this place and go back through the stargate, but both Klempt and Silver seem to want to stay at least until they've exhausted the possibility of getting this mech operational, not that that's a good thing, if you ask me. And of course Angus is from this world."

"That I yam," the dwarf said, walking over and measuring up the newcomers. "Name's Angus. Pleased ta meetya, Caide."

Caide saw that Klempt appeared to be taking notes on a pad or was possibly sketching something. He was still smiling though ...

[Otakkun]

Still moving slowly, Mikhael continues to close the distance towards the strangers, straining his eyes in order to recognize if either Zol or his friends are nearby. No point in getting attacked once again after all.

"Hello strangers. May I ask what brings you to these ruins? I'm an explorer myself"

[Gicker]

"I was escaping certain death, the rest is a bit of a long story. I met up with Klutarkes and T'Sarreth here in some nearby caves. The rest are their friends I do believe.", responds Caide.

[Otakkun]

As he moves closer, Mikhael's curiosity gets the best of him . Hmmm, is that a ...

Knowledge check (tech 1, tech 2 or fallen tech): 1d20+14=33 (19)

[NexusX]

Mikhael had heard the gnomes had developed large mobile machines that operated on a combination of steam tech and clockwork. The reports had not been confirmed until now, but the technology he found laying all about did not have the same sophistication of what he'd heard about fallen technology. Still, while he was no engineer, such devices seemed too big and heavy to operate effectively, though it would be amazing to see one in action. He noted a few newer adjustments to one of this mech's leg's - some repair work that was newer than the rest. At the appearance of the smoke, Klempt had seemed to have a bit of the wind taken out of his sails, but he remained hopeful, if Mikhael was reading his face correctly.

Angus too had a bit of technology on him, he had a mug dangling from a strange contraption that had smooth edges ending at a very well made cable that attached to the mug. It was clearly fallentech, though it's purpose was not immediately obvious. He also had a couple unidentifiable fallentech gizmos sticking out of a pocket also with no clear purpose in their design. He had a belt with smooth bullet in it, though there was neither a sling obvious, nor a gun, though he'd only seen a few guns in his lifetime.

As yet, he'd seen no fallentech of notable worth, but the gnometech here seemed quite impressive regardless.

[Otakkun - if there was a specific fallentech subject of your knowledge check that I did not address, please inform, and I will cover that as well. The mechs are definitely not fallentech, though they might have been inspired by such, from any of the stories he'd heard as a child were true.]

[Otakkun]

Amazing... I had only read of things like these in books so far, he mutters as he takes another step closer. Is this one of those steam hybrid machines? I may be of some help, as I've read quite a bit on tech, unfortunatedly however I'm no engineer myself.

Click:

As long as it works better than those prius hybrid cars we should be ok

[NexusX]

Klempt's eyes lit up at the prospect of someone who shared his fascination with technology. Angus did to a degree, but Klempt often mistook Angus' deep voice and odd mannerisms for aggression, and he was a tad nervous around furball, the dwarf's pet wolf. "I'd be delighted to show you around. It really is quite fascinating," Klempt said, smiling brightly. "Yes, it is a clockwork mech, but also has a boiler room which it uses to ... well, I don't want to bore the others with such talk."

"Thank you," Evandriel said with a sigh, having heard more in the past week about high tech monstrosities than he cared to hear in a lifetime. He missed his home on in Vinkyda more than he ever thought he would, werewolves and all. He shook his head.

Angus heard a low moan and rushed toward the mech door to let out Furball. "I din't fergetcha. Keep yer fur on. I'll take yeh fer a walk in a minute." He opened the door, and a thick pelted wolf came out, narrowing its eyes when it saw the newcomers. "Easy now, Furball. Their friends, I reckon." He took the wolf by the collar, slipped a leash on and pulled the hesitant wolf across the pile of debris and off to the side to take care of business.

Evandriel muttered under his breath. "I cannot fathom how you all tolerate that wolf in our makeshift home. Animals, like some others, belong outside. Period." He turned to Caide and Mikhael, addressing them collectively, "So ... what do you hope to find among all this ... debris? Looks pretty worthless to me. What I could use is a good pub about now ...."

[Otakkun]

Indeed, a good innn would probably be high on my priorities at the moment. I could sure use the rest.

Other than that, I'm on an exploring trip. Lore says that within these ruins there's much to be found, and to be honest, my wanderlust got the better of me and here I am.