The Book of Other Suns (OOC; Character Thread; OPEN)
Posted: Fri Sep 06, 2019 6:50 pmA powerful member of one of the Five Courts has come to Farport (for details on Farport, see viewtopic.php?f=23&t=471807) and is seeking mercenaries. She wants to send an expedition into one of the long buried ruins that dot the planet's surface. It's very difficult to find Reixanxi willing to go into them. Almost impossible, in fact. So she's willing to pay handsomely for your help. That's all you know. That's all you need to know, at present. Their messenger (a mousy Reixanxi girl who's introduced herself only as Auren) has waited by the harbor for likely looking candidates and pressed on them her master's task.
You were one of the chosen. Perhaps you came to Farport for trade, or as a guard, or to escape. Perhaps you don't know why you came to this world, light years from your own. Perhaps it's a question as to how you came to this strange place, where the sky glows green beneath three different moons. But you are here, and the pay for this job is good. Too good, perhaps, but perhaps your confidence in yourself justifies it. Or maybe your desperation requires it. And the lords of the Reixanxi are odd, and powerful, and prone to acts of surprising generosity. Perhaps this unknown master will pay more. Or perhaps you'll die, screaming, at the hands of entities that were old when the universe was young. Both are possible. But you only live once.
Having accepted the commission, you were given an address to present yourself at, and enough local currency to make your stay in Farport until the day you were called pleasant. Now, the time has come. But before you're brought to your employer, Auren has presented a small task for you. She wishes you to write about yourself, because her master is very busy and they won't necessarily have the time for an introduction. She presents the following form for you to fill out:
Once it's written, she disappears upstairs. You'll be called soon.
IC Thread: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=472067
You were one of the chosen. Perhaps you came to Farport for trade, or as a guard, or to escape. Perhaps you don't know why you came to this world, light years from your own. Perhaps it's a question as to how you came to this strange place, where the sky glows green beneath three different moons. But you are here, and the pay for this job is good. Too good, perhaps, but perhaps your confidence in yourself justifies it. Or maybe your desperation requires it. And the lords of the Reixanxi are odd, and powerful, and prone to acts of surprising generosity. Perhaps this unknown master will pay more. Or perhaps you'll die, screaming, at the hands of entities that were old when the universe was young. Both are possible. But you only live once.
Having accepted the commission, you were given an address to present yourself at, and enough local currency to make your stay in Farport until the day you were called pleasant. Now, the time has come. But before you're brought to your employer, Auren has presented a small task for you. She wishes you to write about yourself, because her master is very busy and they won't necessarily have the time for an introduction. She presents the following form for you to fill out:
Name:
Race:
Origin:
Weapons:
Once it's written, she disappears upstairs. You'll be called soon.
IC Thread: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=472067