Revan part 2, the wanderer, Revan Options

[Lord Revan]

These guys (and girls) actually seem to be rather high-tech compared to the rest of Tamriel.

Well Jack, the Naryyn are an advanced alien species, that long ago had a huge war that spanned many worlds, not to mention capable of interplanetary travel. The dark Naryyn just infuse their energy into their inventions (think of soul gems and enchanted items), while the High Naryyn are just highly advanced in terms of technology.

Do I see a developing relationship between Rhys and Revan? Or are my eyes deceiving me?

well MM.......... I have no comment right now......

[Lord Revan]

I'll be on a fishing trip starting on Friday, so I won't be back until wednesday

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Due to the recent influx of High Naryyn knowledge, we now know more about Naryyn culture and technology.....

Prophecies-

The Herald[i]-

It is believed that a High Naryyn Patriarch and Drak Naryyn Matron will bore a child of merged blood. With the abilties of both races the herald will "make one out of two" (unite the clans of Naryyn?), and restore the former glory of its people.........

-It is unclear what gender, or what race the herald will be, but still some are sceptical of the authenticity of this legend...... But the Nerevarine prophesies were proved true, so could this Naryyn tale be guenuine?


[u]Factions-

The High Naryyn Conclave- for thousands of years the council has goverened their great empire with power and coordination surpassing all other galactic civilizations. The High Naryyn have conquered hundreds of worlds, and in so doing have learned "every trick in the book." But they have never used covert operations to take a planet, some would go so far as to consider them brash and suicidal in stratagy. Inspite of all the glory of their dominion, the conclave has never (and likely will never) forgiven the Dark Naryyn for their heresy.

The Dark Naryyn Matriarchy- The matriarchs have selflessly shepard guided their forsaken people ever since the Great War. Each clan possesses one Matron for leadership and representation to the other clans and any alien species they might encounter. The clans are, for the most part, spread out throughout their region of space. Of the original 15 clanships, only five are known to have escaped Nirm.

Naryyn Abilities- like the other races of tamriel the Dark and High Naryyn are unique, both in appearence and in skills and abilities.

Dark Naryyn-

Shadow Kin- the Dark Naryyn are all tied to darkness, this gives them the ability to hide themselves in a large shadow.

Light Bending- although several other alien races can become invisible with a invisibility device, some gifted Dark Naryyn can do so without any sort of device.

Climbing- though many species can climb a tree, the Dark Naryyn can scale almost any surface unaided by tools or equpment, they can also hold onto a wall even if it was completely vertical.

Universal- some powers are intraspecies, meaning that both castes may use them.

Mind Control- The High Naryyn have employed mind control in past sieges before Nirm; in a conflict like Nirm (where the enemy refuses to meet them head-on). There have been instances in the past, where some Dark Naryyn have used a temporary form of control, but the High Naryyn have used it to permanet effect.

Symbionotic- It has been observed that some small groups of Naryyn are more powerful together than alone; indeed it is rumored that some pairs have been linked in blood, but these rumors are unconfirmed.

[The Metal Mallet]

Nice! More information! Very interesting abilities. It definitely makes them formidible opponents.

Enjoy your fishing trip!

[Lord Revan]

I'm back again...... ......... but I'll post tommarow I promise.

[Lord Revan]

Ok here's the update you've been waiting for

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Revan part 2/ chapter 9: A Plan Emerges......

The halls were dark and the voices were growing louder as he approached. "..... and in so doing you have broken our sacred covenant. Our blood is most distinct and powerful when it is pure dark or high, but it is spoiled when mixed together. Our order has brought our kindred spirits together in a united cause, but we are to respect the fact that we are not meant to be one, but two races. Knowing this, why did you even think to bear a child of mixed blood?" The voice belonged to a cloaked figure standing behind a podium. There were others in the room, most sitting in seat on the left and right, it appeared to be a court in session.

"From this moment you are no longer a member of our order, and your child will be sent off to the newly colonized world, council adjourned." Revan couldn't make out the being as it was hauled off by two guards.
The figure watched the exile depart, and slowly the scene began to fade away......

the prison facility, Sosthiem......

The prison had all the appeal of a crypt, but bad working conditions were the last thing on Surrush's and his bond brother, Zarrun's, minds. They had been assigned to reinforce this place five days ago by Norik.
Most would think it was for the odvious reason of having your best 'men' guarding a capture high value target, but the truth was Norik was uncomfortable having them around. And being that the prison was five klicks from the HQ, Norik had dumped them there. It had actually been a prudent measure but he would meet his fate like all the others.

For the High Naryyn believed that the could command the Honor Guards, but the tragic truth was that the entire act of guarding powerful patriarchs was just an elaborate charade- a facade- the Naryyn were only employing a fraction of Surrush's race. And soon they would pay for conquering his people, not only would The honor guards massacre the High Naryyn but the Dark Naryyn as well. It was a pity really if Surrush had a say in this conflict, he would have spared the Dark Naryyn. They were the more likable of the two, but pawns never won arguments with kings and queens. Not only would the Naryyn die, but the natives of their worlds would be exterminated as well. The sea creatures of this world would drown as their precious oceans filled with blood from the unexpected attack of his people. Both guards produced a series of throaty chuckle, the nearby High Naryyn guards shuddered at the malevolent tone that the laughing conveyed.

High Naryyn base, glacier west of Vardenfell......

Norik was considerably more calm and clearheaded now that his Honor Guards were a safe distance away. The drifting glacier base had come together nicely, it hide the secrets in its depths well. He had his office toward the topmost edge of the tallest piece of ice jutting out of the top of the glacier. His advisors were sure that the Dark Naryyn were located on (he'd made a habit not to bother pronouncing it), and the resistence had been seen traveling to the island. Still the island was the size of a small continent, and they didn't know much about Dark Naryyn tenents (therefore their refuge was yet to be located). Still all of Norik's efforts were aimed at this island.

For once he actually thought about Xarkum, true the boy refused to take part in the work of wiping out the infedels. But Norik felt a small measure of remorse, after all he'd never treated Xarkum or even Xaries like family. Maybe someday -perhaps in a few years- he and his brother could reconcil, and make up for those years he had ignored Xarkum's existence. Still the council might not allow for Him or the resistence to walk away with a slap on their shoulder, that filled Norik with sorrow, they would probably exile them from the empire. Maybe he could pull some strings, but first he would have to see how this played out.

Marhun Kar village.....

It had been a week since the High Naryyn Resistence had come to the city, they weren't what Rhys had expected. Revan had mentioned Xarkum, but he never told her how close they were if it weren't for there pyshical differences Revan could have been a older, confident brother, while Xarkum could be the young, tentative, and inexperienced little brother. Where Revan was a bold (long since mastering his fear) warrior, Xarkum was squimish, but looked up to him as a model example. Also Xarkum lacked Revan's decisive nature and his quick thinking. But Xarkum was interesting none the less, instead of wisdom (Revan's trait) he made up for it in sheer knowledge. And he also was learning from Revan quickly, with time he could gain confidence and even leadership capabilities.

But recently she felt drawn to Revan, and it seemed he was going through the same thing (though he made no mention of it). Rhys was used to his tendency to keep things to himself, but she hadn't delved into his mind recently either. It was only her intuision that gave her that insight. But aside from her feelings for Revan, she also cared for Nara. They'd met while Revan was training with the other warriors, and both had become close.
She once felt what parentage was like from Barrek, and she felt maternal affection for Nara. Nara was an orphan, but add to that see was a natural seer -Naryyn who can see supernaturally, even visions of the future and the currents that wound around all individuels. Rhys was fully aware that Nara had attemped to read Revans mind, but she was half amazed that in such short time Revan could detect and block someone from probing his thoughts. She had tried many times to persuade Nara to tell her what she had seen from Revan, but the child seemed tight-lipped on this subject. That didn't bode well, it had to mean that it had been something of great consequense- and danger.

Rhys banished her worries; they all had to focus on what was happening now. It had been decided by the matriarch, the resistence leaders, and their party that the next move should be a rescue attempt to find Lord Xaries. With his help they could hold back, and maybe repulse Norik's forces. But there was a snag, no one actually knew where he was being held. Rhys strode into the main plaza, the concourse was illuminated by a perimeter of glowing stones that took the place of torches. She spotted Revan, Xarkum, Kartah, and Darhun on the far side of the promanode.

Revan glanced around the plaza and spotted Rhys approaching- and felt a wave of some unknown emotion. He stuffed it down and gave thanks that his helmet hid his face, and greeted her. "We were just discussing some possibilities on how to find the High Naryyn prison." She nodded and the conversation continued for several minutes. ".... to bad lay don't take live prisoners, they'd be leading us right to the facility." Suddenly he remembered Capt. Harrow's words, "We have orders to take you alive...."
That was the answer, He thought. "I have an plan......," He started......

[The Metal Mallet]

Hmm seems like things are starting to get very busy all over the place. The Honour Guards' race coming to exterminate everything sounds quite frightening considering the power of just two of them. Hopefully the situation between the High and the Dark Naryyn can be resolved before they show up.

Please continue, I wanna see the steaming cauldron rise to a boil!

[Lord Revan]

I'll post tonight MM, and it won't quite boil yet *note "yet"*

PS: you didn't even mention the dream (aren't you at least a little bit interested).

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Sep 10 2006, 08:35 PM

[The Metal Mallet]

Oh yes, the dream. I thought it was some sort a memory recollection since after it didn't go to Revan waking up.

But yea, it leaves me very curious, I wanna know who the cloaked figure is. And who this exiled person is. I almost believe that maybe this "child" is actually Revan...

[Lord Revan]

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Revan part 2/ chapter 10: Capured/ Jail Break #1

The Matriarch had agreed to Revan's 'plan', but had cautioned him that he would have to fend for himself.
Still the others--particuarly Rhys-- odviously didn't approve. Rhys had approached him and voiced her worries. "I appriciate your concern, Rhys, but this is the only way we can hold our own in this war." He had said. Those had been brave words, but Revan knew that this could be considered suicidal. But as he marched out of ghostfence, it was final, there was no second guessing his decision.

after being captured, and being taken to the prison......

He'd been taken to Sosthiem, and led to one of the caverns that led under the island. Oddly enough the High Naryyn had handed him over to a mixed group of argonians, orcs, nords, and other native races. They all had a far-away look in their eyes. The question of why they were here was soon explained when they led him into a chamber with two 'flame atronachs' and a group of cowering natives. Before the two Atronach things, were an argonian maiden and an orc male. The 'atronachs' swayed back and forth full of malicious glee. "Oh so many entertaining possibilities!" One chuckled. "Who shall kill who? Who to enslave, and who to smite?" Slowly the Argonian lass was levitated to the atronach, and slowly, deliberetly it held its hand over her face. The girl went limp for a moment, then tensed. The Atronach released it, and commanded it to kill the orc. The ex-argonian rounded on its former companion and attacked him like an animal. Evan through the screams the twin apparitians watched and laughed delighted at the murder. Slowly --blood dripped from her jaws-- the 'maiden' rose and bowed before the spirits, and departed. Revan couldn't comprehend what could motivate such abuse-- such preversion of power and blessing. To twist a sentient--any creature-- was reprehensible at the very least. One of Revan's escorts hit him in the back and shoved him on. Revan now wondered if he had made the right decision.....

Marhun Kar City......

Despite the blasing hearth before her, Rhys felt cold and scared. Something was wrong, she just knew it; Revan needed help. The others were more than willing to follow her, she felt odd being in the lime light of leadership for the first time. As they were about to depart Nara approached, planning to join them. Rhys, Xarkum and Kartah all refused, but Darhun convinced them to allow her along--citing that despite her lack of age and expierience, she was a seer and therefore had a place in this engagment. So the group departed to aid Revan and Xaries.

prison....

The guards left Revan in a small cell, but after a short time another spirit appeared. At first it looked him over with great interest--in an almost obssessive manner. Then it spoke, " Young one, fear not for many watch over you, and others wish you to survive. And you shall, Revan." As it disapeared Revan called after it. "How do you know me!"

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Sep 17 2006, 03:05 AM

[The Metal Mallet]

This prison sounds rather creepying. Hopefully what that spirit says is true.

Will his escape be daring? We'll likely find out soon.

[jack cloudy]

Oh, evil monsters. They need to receive the touch of a sword. A sharp sword made of the most exotic and powerful materials available. Add a good load of magical stuff to the mix and they'll scream for mercy. I do hope that Revan will be fine. Somehow I've got the feeling that Rhys will only manage to distract him when she shows up.

[Lord Revan]

Revan part 2: Jail Break #2

Rhys had never been in a position of authority or leadership, but she hoped she was worthy of her companion's faith. Kartah had given her a powerful railgun/ sniper rifle, which fired a sliver of charged paticles at exterme velocity, and she still had her double-edged energy blade for close-quarters. She wore her normal atire, but some light armor over it. The armor was similar to chitin and bonemold, but less bulky and more light-- it was colored matte-black for stealth purposes. Kartah had her assault rifle, a shotgun, and--should push come to shove--a wrist-mounted bayonet. She was an accomplished security specialist and opted to take the role of tech expert. Xarkum held a small carbine, and an additional bag of amunition for everyone else. Both High Naryyn were in full armor, but weren't diffacult to tell apart. Darhun wore his armor and hefted some large, unwieldy contraption on his shoulder. He identified it as a duel heavy weapon system-- it functioned a a powerful autocannon and an anti-armor piece. Nara holstered twin pistols--which fired a pulse laser-- on her hips and donned a black bodysuit. Rhys still felt uneasy about bringing her into the middle of this, but Darhun was right-- she needed to see the real world. Kartah and Darhun supplied everyone with several small handheld explosives-- the dark grenades were similar to other Dark Naryyn devices-- powered by arcane energy (fire, ice, and electricity). The High Naryyn version contained some extremly combustable chemicals, and a freezing substance called liquid nytrogen.
They found a ship-- and a willing captain-- in Seyda Neen to take them to Sosthiem-- where she felt Revan was. They were all forced to endure the torture of waiting as the ship slowly made its way to the frozen island.

High Naryyn prison compound......

The cell conditions weren't what Revan was worried about right now, but rather on the..... jail apparal. The guards had left him in his armor (of that he was thankful), but had attached restraining devices to his wrists, ankles, and neck. Though not restraining movement, they stopped him from concentrating (therefore restraining his powers) and that was a problem. It also interfeared with coming up with another scheme of escape. He had yet to be removed from his cell, so sneaking away wasn't an option. All the while the spirit's word whirled through his mind, as well as the question, "how do you know who I am?"
Eventually Revan began to meditate, mostly to pass the time........

Surrush paced about a deserted hallway followed by his bond-brother, The High Naryyn had captured the one called Revan. That could be good and bad news, bad because it had not been expected that they would actually capture him. But it could bode well, because it could excellerate his race's agenda. Most of their enemies would be in one place and could be destroyed together. Still it meant a drastic change of plans, so Surrush an his brother would have to move fast to implement them. They rushed deeper into the natural tunnels of the base. They would win, they would succeed! They had to.....

Revan slowly opened his eyes, all he remembered was that he had been meditating when he suddenly was knocked out. He was laying face down on the floor of some intersection of crisscrossing corridors. Hauling himself up he reailized that his restraints were gone, his blades were beside his feet, and a message hung suspended in the air infront of him.

Revan,

Down the hallway, around the corner is another cell block. It's well guarded, but Lord Xaries is in this area. The guards are mostly natives that have been enslaved to our will, I regret that our reunion couldn't have been on better circumstances.

With love,

Perplexed by the message, but eager to continue, Revan pressed on. Around the bend, there was a bulk head, it opened at his approach. A mob of Argonians carrying spears and pikes turned to glance at him. Revan rushed through their cluster slashing both his swords. He sliced arms, legs, and burned flesh with great proficiency, and ease. Though many, the slaves were unskilled and had all but lost creative thinking. As the last one fell, Revan leaped up to a catwalk, and found Xaries in one of the far left cells. He looked to be in bad shape, but was thankfully alive and kicking. Xaries favored him with a surprised look, but turned sober in an instant. "Coming here alone was reckless and unwise." He scolded sternly. "At least tell me you brought back up" "I'm afraid not, Norik gave orders to his men to take only me alive. No one else knows where this place is. It was the only plan, we had." Xaries nodded, "heard that too, but you should have found another --safer way, but thanks anyway. I wouldn't take this over another month in here." Revan helped him walk, but just as the reached the bottom of the stairway four armed Naryyn guards emerged from the bulkhead.......

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Sep 22 2006, 04:09 AM

[The Metal Mallet]

And the jail break commences. And the Honour Guards are rushing their plans, oh noes!!!

I need more!

[Lord Revan]

I was only able to type a short post tonight, but I'll right the rest tommarow

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Revan part 2/ chapter 11: Escape/ Ancient Aid

The four guards spotted Revan and Xaries; three leveled their rifles, but the fourth rolled behind a crate. Revan dropped Xaries and burst toward the guards. The three hostile soldiers fired a great stream of energy, but Revan dodged and deflected a few with his twin energy swords. Xaries grabbed a grenade from one of the mind slaves and tossed it into the enemy formation. The guards tried to scatter, but were still caught in the blast. Xaries, Revan and the third guard put them to rest. The surviving guard saluted to both of them. "I'm sorry for the confusion my lord, but most of us troopers are mixed in alliagences. I decided not to desert, before now." The soldier explained. Xaries replied, "It's all right soldier, you did what seemed to be the smartest stratagy at the time. But I think our dark brother might have a safe haven for us." "Yes, there is a settlement on the island of Vardenfell. It's under the large volcano in the center." Revan answered. The High Naryyn officer nodded, "I'll gather the other defecters and then travel to this base." the officer saluted once more, and charged down the corridor and disappeared.
Xaries opened a small box on the floor, and retrieved a capsule with a mask attached. He inhaled deeply with it, and his skin recovered some of its former gold luster. He also consumed a small packet of some kind of rations. "This is a medpack, filled with some othe the things nessasary to revitalize someone in critical condition." Revan understood and grabbed a couple more scattered across the floor, and stored them in his backpack.

High Naryyn HQ.......

The entire base was on high alert, it had all started when Narik had recieved the news that revan had been captured alive and was currently in custody. Norik had sent the orders for the treacherous demon to be brought here. But things started to collapse since then. Word had come minutes later that one of the 'evolved' Naryyn guards had freed the trouble maker. Why something like that would happen, was inconcievable.

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Sep 28 2006, 10:04 PM

[Lord Revan]

Revan part 2/ Chapter 11(cont.): Escape......

Rhys glanced around the corridor, and waved the others through. They had entered the base and avoided
detection. Oddly, there didn't seem to be many guards. Nara had sensed some unknown creatures along the way. Darhun and Kartah silently entered the room and confirmed it was clear. The group cautiously made their way through the hallway. There was close to no light in the recent passages, so the group relied on the three Dark Naryyn for their vision.
When they reached a locked bulkhead, Kartah retrieved a small computer keypad, and spoofed the lock. The red light turned green, signaling that the door was unlocked. The inflitrators slowly continued deeper into the base....

Revan and Xaries had encountered no resistence since the liutenent and his three fellows. The lights were out on the deeper levels, and due to Drak Naryyn night vision, Xaries was forced to follow Revan's lead. But Revan wished he couldn't see some of the things in the halls. Deep scratch marks, and dark patches of blood adorned these walls. Xarkum and the other deserters had been frightened by the Dark Naryyn's mere presense. Now Revan had a hint of how they had felt. These marks could only have been made by a large predator, large enough to be lethal. Some of the claw abrasions streched a foot in length, and were two centimeters deep. And those walls were made of stronger materials than cement, or the rocks used by the other races. Xaries was edgy, but he couldn't possibly see the signs of battle........ and death. For some reason there were no bodies, or even drag marks. But there were pieces of High Naryyn battle armor littering the floor.
After a few more minutes of walking, Revan heard a barely audible noise. Xaries must have heard it too, because he also paused. The sound came again, hiisshhh. It had to be the same thing that had made those marks and blood stains. Revan searched the chamber for the source of the noise, the noise came again, but more insistently. HISSSHHH Try as he might, Revan could not pierce the veil of shadows. Xaries whispered, "Can you see anything, Revan?"
"No," He replied. "The darkness seems to almost shield, whatever this thing is."
"There were signs, weren't there? In the corridor?" he asked. "I heard the guards talking before you freed me. They said something, or things, attacked the lower areas. The guards put them in lockdown, hoping to trap them." Xaries whispered, his voice edged with fear.
Revan continued to search for the creatures. "Yes, there were claw marks on the walls, and bloodstains. But I couldn't find bodies...... there were fragments of armor though." A shadow moved and burst toward them, before vaulting. It shriecked, and tackled Revan. He was knocked off his feet, and felt a large, sharp object pierce through his armor. Spittle splashed over his visor, as the monster shriecked......

[The Metal Mallet]

Another new creature, and this one seems quite lethal. Hopefully Revan can pull of a victory or at least escape.

I wonder where this creature came from though...?

[Lord Revan]

Well, MM, this new beast is a complete monster. The next installment will be very violent, and creepy........ Also Revan and Rhys will learn a little about their bond. And a few other questions will be answered. Possibly Revan's origens......

[Lord Revan]

ok, the time draws near for some revelations......

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Revan part 2/ chapter 12: Revelation

Rhys paced slowly as Kartah messed with the lock on yet another bulkhead. They'd been walking for close to ten minutes now. But two minutes ago Darhun and Nara had began to feel the cold that flowed throughout the lower area of the base. Rhys was now feeling it too, it emanated from beyond the doorway that Kartah was tinkering with. Niether Xarkum or Kartah had sensed the presense of this place, they only had a bad feeling. Rhys guessed it was that High Naryyn lacked the connection to the supernatural that was darkness.
Xarkum was providing light via his armor's spotlamp. It was more for Kartah, than for Rhys and the others. The pressure door gave a beeping sound and slid open...... Almost on cue, a bloodcurdling shriek came from the new passagway...... The group rushed into the dark corridor, weapons at the ready. They had been lucky before, but now something [/i]big was ahead of them. Rhys (the fastest and least burdened) sprinted ahead, but without warning pain stabbed through her body........

[i]Revan and Xaries......

Revan could hardly see through his pit covered visor, but he knew the thing was right on top of him. It rammed a blade-like appendage through his armor's cuirass area, his vision went hazy with the sudden pain. He could feel the blade in his gut, and the creature wasn't holding it still either. His torso was burning along the spinal region. Revan thrust his sword upward at the monster, through the spit he saw the energy beam slide along the beast's carapace rather than impale it. But the glancing blow caused the creature to jup off him. Blood and agony erupted as the blade withdrew from the wound.
Xaries loosed a blast of light and energy, whigh struck the thing head on. Its form was temporally revealed in the light. It was a giant biped, two and a half meters tall. The creature was hulking and burly, and its head resembled a House Telvanni bonemold helm. It had four slits for eyes, and its 'mouth' was made up of two curving mandibles. Rather than skin or fur, it was covered in armored carapace. The hands had three fingers, each ending with a sharp claw.
While a devastating attack, Xaries was still weak from his captivity, and the creature's carapace seemed to reflect and disperse the incoming blast. It gave its characteristic shriek and its back opened to reveal two vaguely transendent wings. Like a giant beetle, Revan thought glumly.
It launched into the air, and dived at Xaries, but despite a rapidly bleeding hole in his chest, Revan jumped and takled the beast. Both slammed into the floor, but the thing recovered first and fully impaled Revan with its long claws. It turned and threw him across the room. Revan hit the ground, tumbled, and colided with a wrecked High Naryyn tank...

Rhys had only felt the afliction for a moment before it just dissappeared. There wasn't any injury visible, and it did nothing to hinder their progress. But in a quiet corner of Rhy's mind, she knew that the wound was real, it was real for Revan. The group rounded the bend, and saw a large insectoid creature, Xaries on the far side, and a crumpled form lying beside some wreckage. The beast turned toward the newcomers, and roared a challenge. Rhys shouldered the railgun instantly and fired; the supersonic round hit dead-center on the thing's head, but fragmented in a shower of glowing slivers. Everyone else opened up in the creature; Darhun filled the air with repeater fire, while the High Naryyn loosed energy blasts and small-arms fire. But blasts were dispersed, solid rounds pinged off the beast's carapace. It was clear that their weapons and powers were useless against this opponent, but the creature couldn't move at all. Suddenly Darhun stopped firing, and his weapon glowed in the din. He crouched and aimed carefully, and a huge blob of plasma erupted from his gun. The smear struck its target in the chest, and there was a resounding BANG.......

[The Metal Mallet]

Hmmm, I wonder what is going to happy to the creature. I hope Revan is ok as well. Hopefully Rhys would feel alot more pain for a longer moment if he was dead. Hopefully we find out in the next update.

You're leaving me biting my nails here. This revelation you spoke of must deal with this connection between Rhys and Revan. It's an interesting one I'd have to say, it'll be interesting to see the reason why they have this connection.

[Lord Revan]

I will add more later

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Information post-

Creatures-

Vaargukie (Far-guhk-eye)- A large instectoid beast, nine feet (three meters) tall. It is a carnivor, and a lethal predator; its glass like carapace can disperse incoming energy and deflect small arms fire. They are strong, tough, and capable of flight in normal gravity conditions. A dreaded opponent, they can grab and carry any object that wieghs roughly one hundred kilos. Though not capable of sentient level intellect, they can be very cunning. One typical attack pattern is for a Vaargukie, is to lauch itself into the air and slam into its prey (anything unfortunate enough to encounter one) with the force of a 25mph car crash.


High Naryyn weapons

Railguns- a powerful, long barreled rifle. It is similar to our sniper rifles, but rather that a bullet, it fires a sliver of metal that is overcharged with a nuetron charge, which discharges on impact in reaction with positively/ negatively charged objects.

Assault Rifles- advanced variant of our modern day assualt weapons, but (like the railgun) fires energized rounds (in place of bullets). They feature small grenade launchers just below the barrel. While catagorized as hand held gun, it is bulky (can't be wielded in one hand) and inaccurate at semi-long range.

Grenades-

Dark grenades are essentailly glass spheres that can be filled with raw 'blood' energy. Arcane in nature, they can be made to float, stick, or detonate at will.

High grenades are futuristic versions of of our hand-held explosives of today. They contain napalm, nitrogen, or fuel air combustables. The lesser know 'fuel air' grenades release a cloud of flamable gasses.







This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Oct 1 2006, 11:30 PM