A World Worth Fighting For V2[AP Region Only]

[Acerbez]

The Kaoda seers were of lower standing compared to the other houses. Typically seers play the role of the 2nd class to the higher ranks. Similar in appearance and attitude nonetheless, the seers too doused their skin in the cosmetic ointment that decays the skin to give a “pleasingly grim” appearance and maintained a chalky white glow of the skin. The Kaoda’s eyes were black beads resembling tiger eye while the raptors orbs were enormous and en goldened. The stared at the frozen convicts and then shifted to the gems, especially the two Topaz, with their maces in hand.

The tracking raptors approached the convicts, blowing through their nostrils and clicking at the men. They surrounded the farther isolated man standing, his eyes were ripe with fear as a tear rolled down his face. “Ah no, please! I’ll go back to work, i swear it. It wasn’t m-“. One of the Seers made a clicking noise with his tounge to the roof of his mouth and the raptors perked up towards the man. “NO! I DIDN- ARGHHHHHHH!!” He screamed in anguish as one of the raptors pounced on him with its taloned feet, veiling his face with its razor sharp teeth. The others diving on to partake in the meal. “They need to eat.” one of the seers stated in a much different dialect of Chinese. Pi Ar covered his eyes with his arm, overwhelmed never having seen such a savage event unfold.

The other 3 men began to shutter, the man who wet himself weeping. The second seer, appearing a bit more decorated then the speaker observed the gems with his peircing eyes. Pulling his shouldered rifle down but rested near his lap. The sound of flesh and sinew being ripped apart in the background. The speaker clicking again in a different tone, causing the raptors to cease their devouring and turn to attention. The raptors were blackened green scale, with red feathers atop their heads, while the 2 larger mounts were more purpleish scale. The trackers began to call, Kong... Kong. Clearly dissatisfied with the small meal.

“You... ” The overseer would say with a hiss like voice and pointing to the Gems with his sharp blackened elongated nails. The other would ready his rifle. “Magic...?” The overseer said in a questioning manner.

"Well, for all intentions and thoughts about the matter, I believe that you can say that. However, I'll do make this clear: whatever you try, and especially with those beasts, will call down the wrath of the... gods from above. So don't, unless you want me and this one to really make you feeling quite the amount of pain after you click your tongues at us." She turns the wand to them, cracking it to the side a bit to toss the men away with some momentum.

The Topazes, however, still cloaked in their garbs, grab each others hands tightly. Not out of any sense of fear or anxiety, but however, of a technique. They begin to lightly glow gold, as they squeeze together to become one Topaz, doubling her already human-dwarfing height. Respawning the mace, it had become one giant two sided mace, spinning it about in her hands, moving as fast as a windmill in gale force winds. "As I said." The Aquamarine reminds the seers. "Try it and we'll end you." She already has it aimed to grip each of them in a giant stasis wave, readying to slaughter.

Cocking his head slightly, the over seer was perturbed. This Abstract humanoid that resembled a doll spoke the dialect of the people, regardless of her tonal mistakes. Before the Topaz gems fused he dismounted along with the other and they were taken aback by the fusion. Looking to eachother in a sort of confusion and the overseer nodded to the other seer. The gust flowing from the maces were blowing against their garbs in the stand off. The convicts still frozen were scared shitless of whatever confrontation was unfolding.

Upon dismounting, his saddle back shuffled as well reavealing the nose of clanking irons that were meant to shackle the convicts, however the second seer proceeded to walk toward the convicts placing his rifle To his side and drew a small curved blade. He approached the stasis men and slit their throats in their stance where they bled out standing- unable to resist or even cover their own wounds. After which they idled for a moment only staring at the gems and little Pi Ar.

The seer pocketed his blade and clutched his rifle while the over seer shuffled in his knapsack. He began speaking in his native Tibetin dialect “Gods... We have never witnessed the angels walk among men.” In his hissing tone, not of aggression but naturally. Shuffling through the bag, he withdrew a hand full of small glass globe like bottles that were filled with a greenish ichor. His hand held out to the large topaz gesturing for him to take them in an effort to cease the flurry of his spin. The other seer watching in a firm posture, his lips pursed.

Pi Ar would whisper perhaps not audible with the gusting topaz, “Wo.. tian wo...” (oh my god)

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

"Well, for all intentions and thoughts about the matter, I believe that you can say that. However, I'll do make this clear: whatever you try, and especially with those beasts, will call down the wrath of the... gods from above. So don't, unless you want me and this one to really make you feeling quite the amount of pain after you click your tongues at us." She turns the wand to them, cracking it to the side a bit to toss the men away with some momentum.

The Topazes, however, still cloaked in their garbs, grab each others hands tightly. Not out of any sense of fear or anxiety, but however, of a technique. They begin to lightly glow gold, as they squeeze together to become one Topaz, doubling her already human-dwarfing height. Respawning the mace, it had become one giant two sided mace, spinning it about in her hands, moving as fast as a windmill in gale force winds. "As I said." The Aquamarine reminds the seers. "Try it and we'll end you." She already has it aimed to grip each of them in a giant stasis wave, readying to slaughter.

Cocking his head slightly, the over seer was perturbed. This Abstract humanoid that resembled a doll spoke the dialect of the people, regardless of her tonal mistakes. Before the Topaz gems fused he dismounted along with the other and they were taken aback by the fusion. Looking to eachother in a sort of confusion and the overseer nodded to the other seer. The gust flowing from the maces were blowing against their garbs in the stand off. The convicts still frozen were scared shitless of whatever confrontation was unfolding.

Upon dismounting, his saddle back shuffled as well reavealing the nose of clanking irons that were meant to shackle the convicts, however the second seer proceeded to walk toward the convicts placing his rifle To his side and drew a small curved blade. He approached the stasis men and slit their throats in their stance where they bled out standing- unable to resist or even cover their own wounds. After which they idled for a moment only staring at the gems and little Pi Ar.

The seer pocketed his blade and clutched his rifle while the over seer shuffled in his knapsack. He began speaking in his native Tibetin dialect “Gods... We have never witnessed the angels walk among men.” In his hissing tone, not of aggression but naturally. Shuffling through the bag, he withdrew a hand full of small glass globe like bottles that were filled with a greenish ichor. His hand held out to the large topaz gesturing for him to take them in an effort to cease the flurry of his spin. The other seer watching in a firm posture, his lips pursed.

Pi Ar would whisper perhaps not audible with the gusting topaz, “Wo.. tian wo...” (oh my god)

The Topaz did indeed cease her actions, placing the mace in one hand and priming it for use in case any suspicion turned into hostility. She squinted her eyes behind the translucent yellow visor, waiting for them patiently while also staring at the two whom were offering them something.

Not needing to hold some corpses anymore, the Aquamarine dropped the bodies and turned her wand to the glass bulbs that were offered to them, pointing the wand and using her tractor beam-like power, lifted them up somewhat for a better view. "Tell me, what is all of this exactly? Contained blood? Why do you carry this?"

[Parcia]

Okinawa

The strike to the head was something Roberto regretted, feeling the mans thick head rebounding off of his own. He groaned, still struggling under the pig. "Bjorn, little help here!" Bjorn was a Swede, a gentlemen of Scandinavian origin who had signed on to the Parcian Military as a loader for a 155 gun, only to be discharged and find work under Roberto, first for heavy lifting, then as a body guard. He couldn't shoot vary well, and his swordsmanship was lacking, but what Bjorn did have was raw strength.

You see, Bjorn lived up tot he stereotype of "Bloodyfucking Swedish giant" Clocking in at 6'5 and weighing nearly 240 pounds, the man was build like a mountain and put it to go use for his boss. He took off running at the two men and, at a full sprint, slammed in to them. Roberto, dealing with a broken nose from The Pigs punch and dazed, was wholly unprepared for the force of impact and got throne like a rag doll. The Swede slammed full force in to the pig, using his weight and speed to throw the Chinamen off.

[Centro-Progressive Peoples Entity]

Meanwhile, away from the researcher in Egypt and such, and the small visiting party nearby in Qingnan, another pod begins to streak through, viewing the oceans below it, flowing over the seas, a few hundred feet in the air: around it, light distorted off, allowing it to blend nicely into the sky around it: however, the noticible distorting would, well, be able to be noticed by anyone with a keen enough eye. Seas seem clear, life all about... However, it seems that there's someone in the oncoming vicinity, as the pod slowly moves across the air, with at least the pilot keeping note of the ship up north.

Both the sentry on deck and the young midshipman (think NROTC age) were tired. Their navigational logs had been filled with the same repetitive and constant summary: "Course normal. References verified: compass adjusted, maps adjusted, celestial references constant." They both looked out over the horizon and let their thoughts wander, and the shades of blue melt into one blurry haze. All of a sudden, the young midshipman noticed the distortion in the sky and nudged at his superior. They both stared in awe at this distortion, and wondered what manner of thermal exhaust or optical illusion this was. They were initially reluctant to report it to the Navigations CO, for fear of being ridiculed, or worse, being sent on remedial leave. They finally elected to report the distortion.

"Sir! There's some sort of an anomaly, sighted off starboard bow at Zero-Zero-Fiver. It looks either like some kind of thermal exhaust just floating in the air, or it might perhaps be just some sort of sea phenomenon." Neither of them mentioned the insanity associated with entering the same exact results into a navigational log every single day. Their CO, meanwhile, mulled it over in his brain and decided to refer this to the captain directly.
The captain considered the situation for a few moments, before finally deciding "Given our safe position, away from most Togerian presences as well as within international waters, I think it wouldn't be of any harm to approach this 'apparition.' One-third speed ahead, approach carefully. Have two signal officers on deck signaling our peaceable intentions and the nationality of our vessel in both Morse and simaphor." The crew, not knowing what lay ahead, followed their orders.

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

Meanwhile, away from the researcher in Egypt and such, and the small visiting party nearby in Qingnan, another pod begins to streak through, viewing the oceans below it, flowing over the seas, a few hundred feet in the air: around it, light distorted off, allowing it to blend nicely into the sky around it: however, the noticible distorting would, well, be able to be noticed by anyone with a keen enough eye. Seas seem clear, life all about... However, it seems that there's someone in the oncoming vicinity, as the pod slowly moves across the air, with at least the pilot keeping note of the ship up north.

Both the sentry on deck and the young midshipman (think NROTC age) were tired. Their navigational logs had been filled with the same repetitive and constant summary: "Course normal. References verified: compass adjusted, maps adjusted, celestial references constant." They both looked out over the horizon and let their thoughts wander, and the shades of blue melt into one blurry haze. All of a sudden, the young midshipman noticed the distortion in the sky and nudged at his superior. They both stared in awe at this distortion, and wondered what manner of thermal exhaust or optical illusion this was. They were initially reluctant to report it to the Navigations CO, for fear of being ridiculed, or worse, being sent on remedial leave. They finally elected to report the distortion.

"Sir! There's some sort of an anomaly, sighted off starboard bow at Zero-Zero-Fiver. It looks either like some kind of thermal exhaust just floating in the air, or it might perhaps be just some sort of sea phenomenon." Neither of them mentioned the insanity associated with entering the same exact results into a navigational log every single day. Their CO, meanwhile, mulled it over in his brain and decided to refer this to the captain directly.
The captain considered the situation for a few moments, before finally deciding "Given our safe position, away from most Togerian presences as well as within international waters, I think it wouldn't be of any harm to approach this 'apparition.' One-third speed ahead, approach carefully. Have two signal officers on deck signaling our peaceable intentions and the nationality of our vessel in both Morse and simaphor." The crew, not knowing what lay ahead, followed their orders.

"Mmh. More water. Water. Water... And... a watership?" Staring boringly at first, with interest now piqued, the large woman of a purplish hue stared at the monitor, while eventually looking aside to her superior, a somewhat similar woman, albeit dressed more officialy then armor over a jumpsuit, hair rolled into two buns atop her head, with a shawl over her shoulders and knee high white jackboots. "Don't tell me, imbecile. We can all see it. We just have to listen in and decipher whatever it says to us." She clicks a few switches, and moves the controls back a bit, allowing the orb ship to slowly descend closer to the ship to get into an even more visible position.

[Centro-Progressive Peoples Entity]

Both the sentry on deck and the young midshipman (think NROTC age) were tired. Their navigational logs had been filled with the same repetitive and constant summary: "Course normal. References verified: compass adjusted, maps adjusted, celestial references constant." They both looked out over the horizon and let their thoughts wander, and the shades of blue melt into one blurry haze. All of a sudden, the young midshipman noticed the distortion in the sky and nudged at his superior. They both stared in awe at this distortion, and wondered what manner of thermal exhaust or optical illusion this was. They were initially reluctant to report it to the Navigations CO, for fear of being ridiculed, or worse, being sent on remedial leave. They finally elected to report the distortion.

"Sir! There's some sort of an anomaly, sighted off starboard bow at Zero-Zero-Fiver. It looks either like some kind of thermal exhaust just floating in the air, or it might perhaps be just some sort of sea phenomenon." Neither of them mentioned the insanity associated with entering the same exact results into a navigational log every single day. Their CO, meanwhile, mulled it over in his brain and decided to refer this to the captain directly.
The captain considered the situation for a few moments, before finally deciding "Given our safe position, away from most Togerian presences as well as within international waters, I think it wouldn't be of any harm to approach this 'apparition.' One-third speed ahead, approach carefully. Have two signal officers on deck signaling our peaceable intentions and the nationality of our vessel in both Morse and simaphor." The crew, not knowing what lay ahead, followed their orders.

"Mmh. More water. Water. Water... And... a watership?" Staring boringly at first, with interest now piqued, the large woman of a purplish hue stared at the monitor, while eventually looking aside to her superior, a somewhat similar woman, albeit dressed more officialy then armor over a jumpsuit, hair rolled into two buns atop her head, with a shawl over her shoulders and knee high white jackboots. "Don't tell me, imbecile. We can all see it. We just have to listen in and decipher whatever it says to us." She clicks a few switches, and moves the controls back a bit, allowing the orb ship to slowly descend closer to the ship to get into an even more visible position.

Upon seeing this orb, the signal officers begin to hesitate in sending their signals, but at the urging of their superiors they continue. From the bridge, the captain and his Captain Second Rank (number one) observe the orb and are equally unsure of what it is. The captain orders the ship to further approach the orb, and begins to gather his things and head on deck to personally make contact with this strange craft.

Captain Douglass Maroney

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

"Mmh. More water. Water. Water... And... a watership?" Staring boringly at first, with interest now piqued, the large woman of a purplish hue stared at the monitor, while eventually looking aside to her superior, a somewhat similar woman, albeit dressed more officialy then armor over a jumpsuit, hair rolled into two buns atop her head, with a shawl over her shoulders and knee high white jackboots. "Don't tell me, imbecile. We can all see it. We just have to listen in and decipher whatever it says to us." She clicks a few switches, and moves the controls back a bit, allowing the orb ship to slowly descend closer to the ship to get into an even more visible position.

Upon seeing this orb, the signal officers begin to hesitate in sending their signals, but at the urging of their superiors they continue. From the bridge, the captain and his Captain Second Rank (number one) observe the orb and are equally unsure of what it is. The captain orders the ship to further approach the orb, and begins to gather his things and head on deck to personally make contact with this strange craft.

Captain Douglass Maroney

"Make sure none of you lousy oafs break anything, or I'll break your head across my leg." The commander spoke up, clicking and adjusting the stealth plating to disable, causing the orb to visually appear to the humans: A giant green sphere, about the size of the ship in width, seemingly glowing with light now. As the ship closes in enough to board the deck, a bright glow comes from the bottom, as the plates over the glow begin to fade away, with the light from inside cut off. They wait a few moments, as a ramp slowly begins to form out to the ship.

[Centro-Progressive Peoples Entity]

Upon seeing this orb, the signal officers begin to hesitate in sending their signals, but at the urging of their superiors they continue. From the bridge, the captain and his Captain Second Rank (number one) observe the orb and are equally unsure of what it is. The captain orders the ship to further approach the orb, and begins to gather his things and head on deck to personally make contact with this strange craft.

Captain Douglass Maroney

"Make sure none of you lousy oafs break anything, or I'll break your head across my leg." The commander spoke up, clicking and adjusting the stealth plating to disable, causing the orb to visually appear to the humans: A giant green sphere, about the size of the ship in width, seemingly glowing with light now. As the ship closes in enough to board the deck, a bright glow comes from the bottom, as the plates over the glow begin to fade away, with the light from inside cut off. They wait a few moments, as a ramp slowly begins to form out to the ship.

Everyone on deck froze and stared at the orb as it lowered itself, seemingly using not wires or chains from any mechanism outside the orb itself. They marveled at the ramp, which seemingly appeared out of nowhere, and at the exterior of this strange levitating craft. Mahoney kept his relatively relaxed composure, but he too was in awe of this peculiar craft. He waited for something to produce itself from the ramp, but also gestured to the captain of the marine detachment of the vessel, to ready some men with rifles in case things go south. After all, this may be some sort of magical craft employed by a possibly enemy entity.

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

"Make sure none of you lousy oafs break anything, or I'll break your head across my leg." The commander spoke up, clicking and adjusting the stealth plating to disable, causing the orb to visually appear to the humans: A giant green sphere, about the size of the ship in width, seemingly glowing with light now. As the ship closes in enough to board the deck, a bright glow comes from the bottom, as the plates over the glow begin to fade away, with the light from inside cut off. They wait a few moments, as a ramp slowly begins to form out to the ship.

Everyone on deck froze and stared at the orb as it lowered itself, seemingly using not wires or chains from any mechanism outside the orb itself. They marveled at the ramp, which seemingly appeared out of nowhere, and at the exterior of this strange levitating craft. Mahoney kept his relatively relaxed composure, but he too was in awe of this peculiar craft. He waited for something to produce itself from the ramp, but also gestured to the captain of the marine detachment of the vessel, to ready some men with rifles in case things go south. After all, this may be some sort of magical craft employed by a possibly enemy entity.

"And no firearms! I don't want you to lash a shot into any natives. If we need to, we stun and subdue if all goes wrong. One mishap and you're being sent to your shattering." The commanding gem spoke to the large envoy of soldiers she had along with her. Quartz soldiers, armored in generally light armor for their size, whom begin to slowly march out onto the ramp. Towering over nearly all men, at around 7-9 feet of height, they begin to line up by the ramp in a pathway for their commander, until there was 5 on each side of her. When she walks out, she moves at her own pace, minding her business, and looking somewhat different from her detachment: instead of the armor, the muscles, and the gruff looks on their faces, she was more like a noblewoman, around 8 feet tall, and seemed to have a look of grace across her face. When she stops at the end of her wall of Quartz, she looks to the Captain, and eyes him patiently, waiting for him to make first contact.

[Centro-Progressive Peoples Entity]

Everyone on deck froze and stared at the orb as it lowered itself, seemingly using not wires or chains from any mechanism outside the orb itself. They marveled at the ramp, which seemingly appeared out of nowhere, and at the exterior of this strange levitating craft. Mahoney kept his relatively relaxed composure, but he too was in awe of this peculiar craft. He waited for something to produce itself from the ramp, but also gestured to the captain of the marine detachment of the vessel, to ready some men with rifles in case things go south. After all, this may be some sort of magical craft employed by a possibly enemy entity.

"And no firearms! I don't want you to lash a shot into any natives. If we need to, we stun and subdue if all goes wrong. One mishap and you're being sent to your shattering." The commanding gem spoke to the large envoy of soldiers she had along with her. Quartz soldiers, armored in generally light armor for their size, whom begin to slowly march out onto the ramp. Towering over nearly all men, at around 7-9 feet of height, they begin to line up by the ramp in a pathway for their commander, until there was 5 on each side of her. When she walks out, she moves at her own pace, minding her business, and looking somewhat different from her detachment: instead of the armor, the muscles, and the gruff looks on their faces, she was more like a noblewoman, around 8 feet tall, and seemed to have a look of grace across her face. When she stops at the end of her wall of Quartz, she looks to the Captain, and eyes him patiently, waiting for him to make first contact.

Mahoney stopped in his tracks, right as his marine detachment was coming up to the deck. They stopped as well, freezing at the sight of these enormously tall ... men? Mahoney made the first inquiries to these beings, primarily directed at the monstrously tall woman: "Are you of this Earth? What are your intentions? We are peaceable," saying this last statement, he gestures to his marines, ordering them to lower and stow their weapons.

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

"And no firearms! I don't want you to lash a shot into any natives. If we need to, we stun and subdue if all goes wrong. One mishap and you're being sent to your shattering." The commanding gem spoke to the large envoy of soldiers she had along with her. Quartz soldiers, armored in generally light armor for their size, whom begin to slowly march out onto the ramp. Towering over nearly all men, at around 7-9 feet of height, they begin to line up by the ramp in a pathway for their commander, until there was 5 on each side of her. When she walks out, she moves at her own pace, minding her business, and looking somewhat different from her detachment: instead of the armor, the muscles, and the gruff looks on their faces, she was more like a noblewoman, around 8 feet tall, and seemed to have a look of grace across her face. When she stops at the end of her wall of Quartz, she looks to the Captain, and eyes him patiently, waiting for him to make first contact.

Mahoney stopped in his tracks, right as his marine detachment was coming up to the deck. They stopped as well, freezing at the sight of these enormously tall ... men? Mahoney made the first inquiries to these beings, primarily directed at the monstrously tall woman: "Are you of this Earth? What are your intentions? We are peaceable," saying this last statement, he gestures to his marines, ordering them to lower and stow their weapons.

The commander nods, and salutes, crossing her arms diagonally over one another, and pointing her hands back, making a space in between the arms. "Greetings. I am Lace Agate, Facet-3G8L, Cut-3LA. As part of the 2856th Lunar Outpost Brigade, and as lead of the unit, I declare that we are not of any hostility to you; only mere observers." They all lower from their salutes, and the Quartz guards stand at attention. "I apologize for our risky elevation; we were meant to go up further from view, but it seems that one of my fools decided to keep the ship on a low power mode for most of the time. Now... what of yourself?"

[Vakhtali Rijk]

Meanwhile in Vakhtal, energy outside of heavy industry and oceanwide travel remains centered around the country's famous windmills. Numbering in the tens of thousands and built over hundreds of years, they are used ingenuously for a myriad of purposes; such as powering the dock machinery and booms of Vakhtal's huge ports, grinding grains and seeds, producing cheese, running sawmills, grinding coffee beans, providing energy for all manner of small industry, and of course powering the pumps that help keep the homeland's complex water, sewage, and canal system working. Windmills are abundant across the Rijk, particularly concentrated in the homeland where wind power is of high demand in its many cities and farms, and also in Nieuwe Vriedijk and Die Haak, the latter which is battered by strong winds at the foot of Africa.

Windmills have long been a cornerstone of Vakhtal's urbanization, along with its canal and sewage system. As a popular saying goes, "Wij zijn een land eerste van het water, tweede van de wind."

[Centro-Progressive Peoples Entity]

Mahoney stopped in his tracks, right as his marine detachment was coming up to the deck. They stopped as well, freezing at the sight of these enormously tall ... men? Mahoney made the first inquiries to these beings, primarily directed at the monstrously tall woman: "Are you of this Earth? What are your intentions? We are peaceable," saying this last statement, he gestures to his marines, ordering them to lower and stow their weapons.

The commander nods, and salutes, crossing her arms diagonally over one another, and pointing her hands back, making a space in between the arms. "Greetings. I am Lace Agate, Facet-3G8L, Cut-3LA. As part of the 2856th Lunar Outpost Brigade, and as lead of the unit, I declare that we are not of any hostility to you; only mere observers." They all lower from their salutes, and the Quartz guards stand at attention. "I apologize for our risky elevation; we were meant to go up further from view, but it seems that one of my fools decided to keep the ship on a low power mode for most of the time. Now... what of yourself?"

"Lunar...? As in, the moon? Fascinating. I am Captain Douglass Mahoney, current commanding officer of the AV Illustrious, the "AV"standing for "Anglian Vessel." Anglia, which is where we're from, happens to be a long ways from where we are now. Hm, I guess that means we're both far from home. Anglia itself is an island nation in Europe, one of the greatest countries around."

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

The commander nods, and salutes, crossing her arms diagonally over one another, and pointing her hands back, making a space in between the arms. "Greetings. I am Lace Agate, Facet-3G8L, Cut-3LA. As part of the 2856th Lunar Outpost Brigade, and as lead of the unit, I declare that we are not of any hostility to you; only mere observers." They all lower from their salutes, and the Quartz guards stand at attention. "I apologize for our risky elevation; we were meant to go up further from view, but it seems that one of my fools decided to keep the ship on a low power mode for most of the time. Now... what of yourself?"

"Lunar...? As in, the moon? Fascinating. I am Captain Douglass Mahoney, current commanding officer of the AV Illustrious, the "AV"standing for "Anglian Vessel." Anglia, which is where we're from, happens to be a long ways from where we are now. Hm, I guess that means we're both far from home. Anglia itself is an island nation in Europe, one of the greatest countries around."

"Yes, we do have knowledge of the geography of this planet. A lot, really. We're quite attached to the ground as well. Metaphorically. and physically. But, to answer what you had asked, yes: the exact same moon orbiting your home world right now. Very nice one, the place is a bit too small. If you people ever do come and visit, you should see the beauty of looking at such a strange planet from quite far away. My Diamond would quite prefer it over the dusty rock we hold our base on..." She looks to her guards, who were quite fidgety about wanting to explore the area of the ship. "Ugh, right... You mind if they look around? This is somewhat new stuff to us, quaint ships like this don't really seem anything like what we had on some planets."

[Acerbez]

Pi Ar And the Emerald fairy (Aqua)

The uplift from the globes by the aqua for inspection was initially what the overseer wanted- Instead it changed the plan. Capture.

The seer clutching his rifle raised his barrel, pointed at the globes that hung above the short aqua gem and before firing he clicked his tounge. The 3 tracker raptors bent down and hissed as the bullet went wizzing through multiple globes shattering their containment. Unknown whether or not the stasis would allow the liquid to eject or if the direction and force of the bullet would have the desired effect- maybe even surprising the gems focus enough to weaken the stasis for the spray.

"Acid..." the overseer stated while raising his rifle and firing at the topaz. The spray if effective, would shower the aqua in a highly corrosive acidic compound that is used to for either torture or flesh melding in light drops by the Kaoda, in some circumstanced forced suicide. However in their dosage now, who knows the effect on the gem?

Pi Ar would scream in fear and anger at the conflict and ill intentions to his new companions who saved him. The raptors beginning to charge at the gems.

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Okinawa

The 2 men who scrambled out of the tavern would be panting and their mad gibbering yells un-intelligible for the better part of 5 minutes when reaching the ships garrison. "Sgt Lei, they're fighting! *panting* THEY SHOT ZHANG!!" one exclaimed after finally catching his breath. The stationed Sgt. first class blew a whistle calling assembly to the platoons and ready to move onto the tavern. The security Ship was carrying 2 separate platoons, totalling 100 men however both their command's were under a LT. Dong Da Heng who superseded Lei and the staff sergeant. Walking from his cabin demanding to know the issue and reason for alarm. Easy to say, the drunken men portrayed quite the one-sided story. the 100 soldiers were on the move.

The Convent diplomat would be on his way to the Parcian fort when the commotion of constables running past him would distract him. Quite confused as to what was going on. Paying no mind however he approached the parcian fort.

The Giant toppled Lei and forced him to tumble into another table. The force unsuspecting, his wrist bent and sprained trying to alleviate the tumble. Crying out in agony from the pain Lei cried out to his men, "SHOOT THE BIG ONE, SHOOT THE BIG ONE!!" The soldier awaiting the parcians to show from behind their barricade was the only man with a bullet readied. He shifted and aimed at the giant of a man but his drunken vision withheld the mans stature when he charged Lei. His peripherals didnt register that this man is HUGE compared to them. When he honed in, his rifle began to lower a bit as his eyes shifted upward to see the mans height. Firing at a downward angle more towards his legs than at his enormous body. The other men would be behind their table barricades reloading their rifles, having wasted shots earlier.

[The Bio-Regional Cooperative of States]

The privateer ships, seeing the others approach, begin to raise signal flags requesting aid, and men on the decks start to run about frantically, acting as if something has gone horribly wrong. Below the deck, privateers begin to ready weapons for close combat and boarding action, boarding spikes being readied for fire as well.

All over Avestan, from the North to the South, the border forces simply ready and await the signal to begin the land invasion, making sure everything is ready and in place. The Aegean and Red Sea Fleets continue on course, the Aegean fleet moving towards Cyprus and the Red Sea Fleet to prepare the Blockade. They make sure to keep their distance from patrols and coastlines as well, while the distraction begins to unfold. Soon the time will come for the full strike, but for now all forces bide their time for the optimal moment.

---

In the East, the incursion by the visitors to the pass had not gone unnoticed. This place had become one of the few remaining havens for outlaws, deserters, bandits, and rebels in all of Avestan, and they cared little for unwanted visitors. Reports had already come in to the "Bandit King" of Kulma Pass from concealed observation posts, and a plan had been devised.

"We'll head them off here." he gestured to a location on the map. "The Avestanians have driven us all the way across the country, and this is our last refuge. I'm not about to let someone else take it from us either. We're going to show them what we're made of, men, and we're going to make them realize that ours is not the most profitable place to be butting into. Jamshed, Rustam, Dozan, and Ferzan, take your men up the sides of the pass and get your marksmen in position. Bring up the bombs with you and wait for the signal. Hevraz, Merxas, meet up with the scouts and hide yourselves in the valley itself. Don't attack the intruders, you know what to do. Shaho, and Yadgar, take the horsemen up the front. That leaves Zorav to make the introduction. Are we all clear?"

The bandit leaders mumbled their affirmatives.
"Then get to it! I expect to be ahead of them, and above all else, don't let them get dug in or we'll never be free of them!"

On the leading Frigate a 1st mate stands along his captain with his telescope surveying the scene.
"They appear in distress sir, and they have the proper naval signals to call for assistance, but there is something odd about these ships. They do not appear to be of our own current Frigate Classes, they have a different hull designed than our own."
The Captain would have a pocketbook with current naval ships of Egypt for easy designation in case a confused battle occurs.
"You're right, these aren't our frigates, though they look like they're in trouble. I'll have one of the ships sent up to communicate with these three frigates while the other three of our own stay back and watch for trouble."
A signal would be soon sent out as the assigned Egyptian Frigate sent to investigate is sent near the Avestanian Ships, while the other three are positioned at a moderate firing distance in the event of trouble, as weaponry is readied, consisting of 250mm, 200mm, and 150mm Naval Cannons, and are quite accurate at range.

The Egyptian Red Sea Fleet continues it's Trade Route patrols throughout Egyptian Waters, keeping on low alert due to Pirate Risks and minor disputes between trading ships. The Cypriot-Levant Fleet, in the absence of the four frigates assigned to investigation, are soon to complete the drill and return to patrolling the waters of the Eastern Mediterranean, as the Core Fleet patrols waters near the coast of Aegyptus Proper. Those stationed within the Levant and Arabia continue to await for the theorized attack their nation has been waiting for for decades on end, keeping a watchful eye on the sands of Arabia and the mountains of South-Central Anatolia, keeping defensive positions ready throughout day and night.

---

"Sport name, is Pyr. Added to the records. Clarifications have also been added. Thank you, strange organic. Your contributions will be noted for our archivial information guides." She watched on with the sport, acting like all she said was perfectly normal. To her, it was. The lightly glowing green visor, the talking to herself, and the fact that she's barely visible: it's all just pretty normal stuff.

The Anubian that was once questioned by the Gem was quite early to notice the bizarre green visor, which was assumed to be some form of protection against the sun of the Sahara, but hearing her speech caught a particular interest.
"Hey.. are you one of those researchers from Europe? I've only heard that kind of talk from a scientist from when they come around here, and you definitely don't sound like an Egyptian native or at least from around Algeria. You're also awfully short, even for a human."
The conversation has piqued the interest of other individuals around the two, and now have their attention away from the game and towards the Gem.

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Acerbezi Invitation
The invitation of Acerbez to come along and observe the technological progress initiated by Tze Lia, as a team of 7 is sent to comply with the invitation to the Acerbezi Dominion

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

Pi Ar And the Emerald fairy (Aqua)

The uplift from the globes by the aqua for inspection was initially what the overseer wanted- Instead it changed the plan. Capture.

The seer clutching his rifle raised his barrel, pointed at the globes that hung above the short aqua gem and before firing he clicked his tounge. The 3 tracker raptors bent down and hissed as the bullet went wizzing through multiple globes shattering their containment. Unknown whether or not the stasis would allow the liquid to eject or if the direction and force of the bullet would have the desired effect- maybe even surprising the gems focus enough to weaken the stasis for the spray.

"Acid..." the overseer stated while raising his rifle and firing at the topaz. The spray if effective, would shower the aqua in a highly corrosive acidic compound that is used to for either torture or flesh melding in light drops by the Kaoda, in some circumstanced forced suicide. However in their dosage now, who knows the effect on the gem?

Pi Ar would scream in fear and anger at the conflict and ill intentions to his new companions who saved him. The raptors beginning to charge at the gems.

---

Okinawa

The 2 men who scrambled out of the tavern would be panting and their mad gibbering yells un-intelligible for the better part of 5 minutes when reaching the ships garrison. "Sgt Lei, they're fighting! *panting* THEY SHOT ZHANG!!" one exclaimed after finally catching his breath. The stationed Sgt. first class blew a whistle calling assembly to the platoons and ready to move onto the tavern. The security Ship was carrying 2 separate platoons, totalling 100 men however both their command's were under a LT. Dong Da Heng who superseded Lei and the staff sergeant. Walking from his cabin demanding to know the issue and reason for alarm. Easy to say, the drunken men portrayed quite the one-sided story. the 100 soldiers were on the move.

The Convent diplomat would be on his way to the Parcian fort when the commotion of constables running past him would distract him. Quite confused as to what was going on. Paying no mind however he approached the parcian fort.

The Giant toppled Lei and forced him to tumble into another table. The force unsuspecting, his wrist bent and sprained trying to alleviate the tumble. Crying out in agony from the pain Lei cried out to his men, "SHOOT THE BIG ONE, SHOOT THE BIG ONE!!" The soldier awaiting the parcians to show from behind their barricade was the only man with a bullet readied. He shifted and aimed at the giant of a man but his drunken vision withheld the mans stature when he charged Lei. His peripherals didnt register that this man is HUGE compared to them. When he honed in, his rifle began to lower a bit as his eyes shifted upward to see the mans height. Firing at a downward angle more towards his legs than at his enormous body. The other men would be behind their table barricades reloading their rifles, having wasted shots earlier.

Of course; there was a flaw in their planning, one fatal issue that led to their more then likely demise. Aqua never had let go of her stasis over the orbs; therefore, nothing came out from shooting it. The acid was shifted about in the pod, and Aquamarine, who was still looking at the pods, contorted her face into one of disgust, tossing and ejecting the acid back in their direction, as Topaz, with seemingly quick reflexes (like someone made of light), dodged away from the direction the gun was aimed at, side stepping away as a small pair of wings formed behind Aqua, ones which did indeed look like a fairie's wings. She then turned her wand against the raptors, to trap them in stasis as their handlers took the acid directly in a violently discharged spray, aimed right for them. "How dare you underestimate the power of an elite such as I! For this, you die with anguish. And Topaz is going to mash your precious creature's heads open at her own pace."

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

The privateer ships, seeing the others approach, begin to raise signal flags requesting aid, and men on the decks start to run about frantically, acting as if something has gone horribly wrong. Below the deck, privateers begin to ready weapons for close combat and boarding action, boarding spikes being readied for fire as well.

All over Avestan, from the North to the South, the border forces simply ready and await the signal to begin the land invasion, making sure everything is ready and in place. The Aegean and Red Sea Fleets continue on course, the Aegean fleet moving towards Cyprus and the Red Sea Fleet to prepare the Blockade. They make sure to keep their distance from patrols and coastlines as well, while the distraction begins to unfold. Soon the time will come for the full strike, but for now all forces bide their time for the optimal moment.

---

In the East, the incursion by the visitors to the pass had not gone unnoticed. This place had become one of the few remaining havens for outlaws, deserters, bandits, and rebels in all of Avestan, and they cared little for unwanted visitors. Reports had already come in to the "Bandit King" of Kulma Pass from concealed observation posts, and a plan had been devised.

"We'll head them off here." he gestured to a location on the map. "The Avestanians have driven us all the way across the country, and this is our last refuge. I'm not about to let someone else take it from us either. We're going to show them what we're made of, men, and we're going to make them realize that ours is not the most profitable place to be butting into. Jamshed, Rustam, Dozan, and Ferzan, take your men up the sides of the pass and get your marksmen in position. Bring up the bombs with you and wait for the signal. Hevraz, Merxas, meet up with the scouts and hide yourselves in the valley itself. Don't attack the intruders, you know what to do. Shaho, and Yadgar, take the horsemen up the front. That leaves Zorav to make the introduction. Are we all clear?"

The bandit leaders mumbled their affirmatives.
"Then get to it! I expect to be ahead of them, and above all else, don't let them get dug in or we'll never be free of them!"

On the leading Frigate a 1st mate stands along his captain with his telescope surveying the scene.
"They appear in distress sir, and they have the proper naval signals to call for assistance, but there is something odd about these ships. They do not appear to be of our own current Frigate Classes, they have a different hull designed than our own."
The Captain would have a pocketbook with current naval ships of Egypt for easy designation in case a confused battle occurs.
"You're right, these aren't our frigates, though they look like they're in trouble. I'll have one of the ships sent up to communicate with these three frigates while the other three of our own stay back and watch for trouble."
A signal would be soon sent out as the assigned Egyptian Frigate sent to investigate is sent near the Avestanian Ships, while the other three are positioned at a moderate firing distance in the event of trouble, as weaponry is readied, consisting of 250mm, 200mm, and 150mm Naval Cannons, and are quite accurate at range.

The Egyptian Red Sea Fleet continues it's Trade Route patrols throughout Egyptian Waters, keeping on low alert due to Pirate Risks and minor disputes between trading ships. The Cypriot-Levant Fleet, in the absence of the four frigates assigned to investigation, are soon to complete the drill and return to patrolling the waters of the Eastern Mediterranean, as the Core Fleet patrols waters near the coast of Aegyptus Proper. Those stationed within the Levant and Arabia continue to await for the theorized attack their nation has been waiting for for decades on end, keeping a watchful eye on the sands of Arabia and the mountains of South-Central Anatolia, keeping defensive positions ready throughout day and night.

---

"Sport name, is Pyr. Added to the records. Clarifications have also been added. Thank you, strange organic. Your contributions will be noted for our archivial information guides." She watched on with the sport, acting like all she said was perfectly normal. To her, it was. The lightly glowing green visor, the talking to herself, and the fact that she's barely visible: it's all just pretty normal stuff.

The Anubian that was once questioned by the Gem was quite early to notice the bizarre green visor, which was assumed to be some form of protection against the sun of the Sahara, but hearing her speech caught a particular interest.
"Hey.. are you one of those researchers from Europe? I've only heard that kind of talk from a scientist from when they come around here, and you definitely don't sound like an Egyptian native or at least from around Algeria. You're also awfully short, even for a human."
The conversation has piqued the interest of other individuals around the two, and now have their attention away from the game and towards the Gem.

---

Acerbezi Invitation
The invitation of Acerbez to come along and observe the technological progress initiated by Tze Lia, as a team of 7 is sent to comply with the invitation to the Acerbezi Dominion

She buries herself in the robe she disguised herself with. "No... I..." She gets up and looks to the Anubians, and sighed, pulls the hood upward and off of her head, revealing her odd, light green complexion, her pointed hair, and the strangely advanced visor. "I'm from the skies."

[Acerbez]

Pi Ar And the Emerald fairy (Aqua)

The uplift from the globes by the aqua for inspection was initially what the overseer wanted- Instead it changed the plan. Capture.

The seer clutching his rifle raised his barrel, pointed at the globes that hung above the short aqua gem and before firing he clicked his tounge. The 3 tracker raptors bent down and hissed as the bullet went wizzing through multiple globes shattering their containment. Unknown whether or not the stasis would allow the liquid to eject or if the direction and force of the bullet would have the desired effect- maybe even surprising the gems focus enough to weaken the stasis for the spray.

"Acid..." the overseer stated while raising his rifle and firing at the topaz. The spray if effective, would shower the aqua in a highly corrosive acidic compound that is used to for either torture or flesh melding in light drops by the Kaoda, in some circumstanced forced suicide. However in their dosage now, who knows the effect on the gem?

Pi Ar would scream in fear and anger at the conflict and ill intentions to his new companions who saved him. The raptors beginning to charge at the gems.

---

Okinawa

The 2 men who scrambled out of the tavern would be panting and their mad gibbering yells un-intelligible for the better part of 5 minutes when reaching the ships garrison. "Sgt Lei, they're fighting! *panting* THEY SHOT ZHANG!!" one exclaimed after finally catching his breath. The stationed Sgt. first class blew a whistle calling assembly to the platoons and ready to move onto the tavern. The security Ship was carrying 2 separate platoons, totalling 100 men however both their command's were under a LT. Dong Da Heng who superseded Lei and the staff sergeant. Walking from his cabin demanding to know the issue and reason for alarm. Easy to say, the drunken men portrayed quite the one-sided story. the 100 soldiers were on the move.

The Convent diplomat would be on his way to the Parcian fort when the commotion of constables running past him would distract him. Quite confused as to what was going on. Paying no mind however he approached the parcian fort.

The Giant toppled Lei and forced him to tumble into another table. The force unsuspecting, his wrist bent and sprained trying to alleviate the tumble. Crying out in agony from the pain Lei cried out to his men, "SHOOT THE BIG ONE, SHOOT THE BIG ONE!!" The soldier awaiting the parcians to show from behind their barricade was the only man with a bullet readied. He shifted and aimed at the giant of a man but his drunken vision withheld the mans stature when he charged Lei. His peripherals didnt register that this man is HUGE compared to them. When he honed in, his rifle began to lower a bit as his eyes shifted upward to see the mans height. Firing at a downward angle more towards his legs than at his enormous body. The other men would be behind their table barricades reloading their rifles, having wasted shots earlier.

Of course; there was a flaw in their planning, one fatal issue that led to their more then likely demise. Aqua never had let go of her stasis over the orbs; therefore, nothing came out from shooting it. The acid was shifted about in the pod, and Aquamarine, who was still looking at the pods, contorted her face into one of disgust, tossing and ejecting the acid back in their direction, as Topaz, with seemingly quick reflexes (like someone made of light), dodged away from the direction the gun was aimed at, side stepping away as a small pair of wings formed behind Aqua, ones which did indeed look like a fairie's wings. She then turned her wand against the raptors, to trap them in stasis as their handlers took the acid directly in a violently discharged spray, aimed right for them. "How dare you underestimate the power of an elite such as I! For this, you die with anguish. And Topaz is going to mash your precious creature's heads open at her own pace."

The seer who had shot the globes was a fair distance awayfrom the other who took the acid directly to his body. Singing noise and cries of agony echoes throughout the plain. Unknowing of the power the gems utilized or its functionality lead them to make the mistake of believing capture would be carried out easily. The overseer was effectively melting and his skin eroding as chunks would fall off, taking a step back but the melting sinew forced him into a kneeled position- he raised his hands and watched as his skin fell away with his beady eyes.

The other seer, pulled the bolt of the rifle and again fired, this time at the Aqua. In a panic as all the trackers were stuck in motion, the mounts sniffing the burning overseer and stepping back. Pi Ar would have his fist raised up, cheering the gems and overjoyed they werent as much in danger as he thought. To his self he thought that these had to be the most divine and awesome people/beings in existence.

---

The Shen Science convention

The Aegyptians are welcomed and given quarter in the same high end residences as the other academics and scholars from around the world and ushered quickly to convene with the others in their discussion. Quickly bringing them up to speed and enquiring their knowledge of the matters to gain additional foresight and opinion with the Togerian, Parcian, and Shen counterparts.

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

Of course; there was a flaw in their planning, one fatal issue that led to their more then likely demise. Aqua never had let go of her stasis over the orbs; therefore, nothing came out from shooting it. The acid was shifted about in the pod, and Aquamarine, who was still looking at the pods, contorted her face into one of disgust, tossing and ejecting the acid back in their direction, as Topaz, with seemingly quick reflexes (like someone made of light), dodged away from the direction the gun was aimed at, side stepping away as a small pair of wings formed behind Aqua, ones which did indeed look like a fairie's wings. She then turned her wand against the raptors, to trap them in stasis as their handlers took the acid directly in a violently discharged spray, aimed right for them. "How dare you underestimate the power of an elite such as I! For this, you die with anguish. And Topaz is going to mash your precious creature's heads open at her own pace."

The seer who had shot the globes was a fair distance awayfrom the other who took the acid directly to his body. Singing noise and cries of agony echoes throughout the plain. Unknowing of the power the gems utilized or its functionality lead them to make the mistake of believing capture would be carried out easily. The overseer was effectively melting and his skin eroding as chunks would fall off, taking a step back but the melting sinew forced him into a kneeled position- he raised his hands and watched as his skin fell away with his beady eyes.

The other seer, pulled the bolt of the rifle and again fired, this time at the Aqua. In a panic as all the trackers were stuck in motion, the mounts sniffing the burning overseer and stepping back. Pi Ar would have his fist raised up, cheering the gems and overjoyed they werent as much in danger as he thought. To his self he thought that these had to be the most divine and awesome people/beings in existence.

---

The Shen Science convention

The Aegyptians are welcomed and given quarter in the same high end residences as the other academics and scholars from around the world and ushered quickly to convene with the others in their discussion. Quickly bringing them up to speed and enquiring their knowledge of the matters to gain additional foresight and opinion with the Togerian, Parcian, and Shen counterparts.

Not distracted by any form of gloating, Aquamarine and Topaz were both ready to take action. In synchronized movement, Aquamarine lets go of the tracker raptors and turned her wand against the other Seer, flying off to dodge the bullet like Topaz had done, and grabbed him in stasis, and as soon as she went to do such, Topaz arc'd one side of the mace at the trackers, causing the three to be smashed in succession by the giant blunt object if the blow was successful.

[Centro-Progressive Peoples Entity]

"Lunar...? As in, the moon? Fascinating. I am Captain Douglass Mahoney, current commanding officer of the AV Illustrious, the "AV"standing for "Anglian Vessel." Anglia, which is where we're from, happens to be a long ways from where we are now. Hm, I guess that means we're both far from home. Anglia itself is an island nation in Europe, one of the greatest countries around."

"Yes, we do have knowledge of the geography of this planet. A lot, really. We're quite attached to the ground as well. Metaphorically. and physically. But, to answer what you had asked, yes: the exact same moon orbiting your home world right now. Very nice one, the place is a bit too small. If you people ever do come and visit, you should see the beauty of looking at such a strange planet from quite far away. My Diamond would quite prefer it over the dusty rock we hold our base on..." She looks to her guards, who were quite fidgety about wanting to explore the area of the ship. "Ugh, right... You mind if they look around? This is somewhat new stuff to us, quaint ships like this don't really seem anything like what we had on some planets."

"Quai--! Err, sure? Advise your, err, troops here, that they can only use the sense of sight aboard my ship. It's a matter of respect above all else. Speaking of which, do you mind if some of my marines inspect the interior of your craft? We have never seen anything like this before."

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

"Yes, we do have knowledge of the geography of this planet. A lot, really. We're quite attached to the ground as well. Metaphorically. and physically. But, to answer what you had asked, yes: the exact same moon orbiting your home world right now. Very nice one, the place is a bit too small. If you people ever do come and visit, you should see the beauty of looking at such a strange planet from quite far away. My Diamond would quite prefer it over the dusty rock we hold our base on..." She looks to her guards, who were quite fidgety about wanting to explore the area of the ship. "Ugh, right... You mind if they look around? This is somewhat new stuff to us, quaint ships like this don't really seem anything like what we had on some planets."

"Quai--! Err, sure? Advise your, err, troops here, that they can only use the sense of sight aboard my ship. It's a matter of respect above all else. Speaking of which, do you mind if some of my marines inspect the interior of your craft? We have never seen anything like this before."

"Yes, yes, that can't cause much harm to anything. Just don't try anything to the systems and such. Our machines can detect organic tissue, and the security system on the ship sure doesn't like organics. Nothing lethal though, just a stasis field. But anyhow..." She turns her head back and crosses her arms, giving them a nod. As soon as she looks back, the 10 guards immediately scramble about around the ship, looking amazed by the, at their own technological level, primative ship.

[Acerbez]

The seer who had shot the globes was a fair distance awayfrom the other who took the acid directly to his body. Singing noise and cries of agony echoes throughout the plain. Unknowing of the power the gems utilized or its functionality lead them to make the mistake of believing capture would be carried out easily. The overseer was effectively melting and his skin eroding as chunks would fall off, taking a step back but the melting sinew forced him into a kneeled position- he raised his hands and watched as his skin fell away with his beady eyes.

The other seer, pulled the bolt of the rifle and again fired, this time at the Aqua. In a panic as all the trackers were stuck in motion, the mounts sniffing the burning overseer and stepping back. Pi Ar would have his fist raised up, cheering the gems and overjoyed they werent as much in danger as he thought. To his self he thought that these had to be the most divine and awesome people/beings in existence.

---

The Shen Science convention

The Aegyptians are welcomed and given quarter in the same high end residences as the other academics and scholars from around the world and ushered quickly to convene with the others in their discussion. Quickly bringing them up to speed and enquiring their knowledge of the matters to gain additional foresight and opinion with the Togerian, Parcian, and Shen counterparts.

Not distracted by any form of gloating, Aquamarine and Topaz were both ready to take action. In synchronized movement, Aquamarine lets go of the tracker raptors and turned her wand against the other Seer, flying off to dodge the bullet like Topaz had done, and grabbed him in stasis, and as soon as she went to do such, Topaz arc'd one side of the mace at the trackers, causing the three to be smashed in succession by the giant blunt object if the blow was successful.

Stuck in stasis, the seer was grinning. Unafraid of death and more than ready to die, the mounted raptors had turn tail and ran off on their own back in the direction they came. “Let it be done with Cui (emerald)” unaware that the gem wasn’t even an emerald.

Pi Ar stood still, watching the drama unfold. Wincing at the collisions from time to time but still ever so amazed. These Gems were very real to him and the impression he was forming was undoubtedly going to affect him in unforeseen ways. Already imagining he was like a gem waiting to find his own strength and be as noble and powerful.

[The Grand Diamond Authority]

Not distracted by any form of gloating, Aquamarine and Topaz were both ready to take action. In synchronized movement, Aquamarine lets go of the tracker raptors and turned her wand against the other Seer, flying off to dodge the bullet like Topaz had done, and grabbed him in stasis, and as soon as she went to do such, Topaz arc'd one side of the mace at the trackers, causing the three to be smashed in succession by the giant blunt object if the blow was successful.

Stuck in stasis, the seer was grinning. Unafraid of death and more than ready to die, the mounted raptors had turn tail and ran off on their own back in the direction they came. “Let it be done with Cui (emerald)” unaware that the gem wasn’t even an emerald.

Pi Ar stood still, watching the drama unfold. Wincing at the collisions from time to time but still ever so amazed. These Gems were very real to him and the impression he was forming was undoubtedly going to affect him in unforeseen ways. Already imagining he was like a gem waiting to find his own strength and be as noble and powerful.

"I could send you to my Homeworld from here and they'll deal with you themselves. In fact..." She flutters upward, and with all her might, launches the Seer with enough force and thrust from the beam, to rocket through the atmospheres at quite enough space to leave Earth, if he isn't a solid piece of ice, liquefied organs and broken bones by then.

With all that over with, the Topaz dissipated her weapon, and Aquamarine readjusted her wand as her hair bow again. "I apologize for that, Pi, but they did threaten us first... We never came here to kill anyone."

[The Bio-Regional Cooperative of States]

She buries herself in the robe she disguised herself with. "No... I..." She gets up and looks to the Anubians, and sighed, pulls the hood upward and off of her head, revealing her odd, light green complexion, her pointed hair, and the strangely advanced visor. "I'm from the skies."

The Anubian blinked and laughed, not in mockery but rather in impressment. The others around them would smile and nudge the individuals beside them to see what's going on.
"You almost had me fooled, my friend! The Gods have spoken of otherworldly beings, yet I haven't expected them to be like you." He would scan her with his eyes real quick
"I'd like to ask, why'd you come to this small town? "