Cattleya did not like what was rapidly developing around her. Everyone was cheering down below and working themselves into a fervor over Isolde's words. Dozens of filth-ridden, shabbily dressed lunatiques were on the verge of some sort of holy war and seemed to be propping her up as an almost saintly figure, of course she wouldn't be exactly pleased. It was like a twisted parody of her own religious experiences back home.
Seeing no other option that she could stomach, the Cattleya Yvette La Baume Le Blanc de La Fontaine Levitated to the top of her golem, regally commanded her construct to march, and did as any righteous member of the Vallière family would... Well, except for her mother. She held on tight and tried not to get shot once the cultists noticed she was abandoning their cause. Karin would have probably decimated the paienime gathering and strung up the remains as a warning.
Still, it took them a while to grasp what was happening and by that time she had already covered quite a distance with the golem's powerful strides. Hopefully they would stop chasing her when she crossed the river that marked the Northern border of the Glowing Sea.
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"So in essence, this Brotherhood's armor is not actually armor?" You quietly ask Raymond while the others go over the details of Espinoza's failed mission.
Apparently three of his team that went to search ArcJet were attacked by Brotherhood soldiers while the rest were inside. By the time Espinoza, Trobror and one other made it back to the surface with the smashed remains of a dozen computers, the half of the team that stayed to guard the entrance had been killed. The Brotherhood troops that they fought used some sort of laser weapons that cut cleanly through most materials with ease and caused flesh to explode.
One suit of power armor was heavily damaged from the enemy focusing primarily on the largest target. Because of this, they failed to pay proper attention to the real threat and Trobror slaughtered them with his scattergun. With three dead, burns of varying degree on the other three, and Trobror missing a large chunk of his abdomen thanks to a last second laser blast carving through his armor with ease, the group was forced to retreat in one of the few automobiles Shen managed to repair.
"Well not exactly, no." Raymond replies while cleaning his glasses. "According to our neighbor, the General, the local powered armor was developed in the opposite direction as our own. It's more as a strength enhancing exoskeleton than a walking tank, meaning their goal was moving heavier weaponry to the front-lines and defensive capabilities were a secondary objective if not tertiary."
You can't help but voice the oddity of the logic behind such a thing. "It must be my inexperience with strictly magic-less combat, but would not good armor and then whatever weaponry can be utilized later be a better strategy?"
"Mmm." The Chief engineer shakes his head slightly and puts his glasses back on. "Perhaps, but only if your goal is to win with minimal casualties against an equal enemy. I can't help but think this alternate America wasn't exactly concerned with their own people's lives. Radioactive soft drinks aren't something a caring government allows. More likely, they wanted as much firepower as possible directed at the enemy for as cheap as possible."
"How durable are these suits?" The man on the other side of the elderly Asian asks, you think his name was something-or-other Carter.
Looking down at his notes, Shen answers, "Between Vahlen's team and the General, we've developed a rough estimate of around two thousand to three thousand joules for the point of failure... So it can withstand most smaller caliber weapons up to, but not including, soviet era seven point six two without noticeable damage. We also noticed silver based ablative coatings to minimize damage from directed energy weapons, but nowhere near enough to help against X-com plasma weaponry. Our Krogan friend's weapon was overkill by an obscene margin."
Other than the information on Brotherhood equipment, the rest of the meeting after Espinoza's report wasn't nearly as important or interesting to you, just an update on various minor projects and what amounted to a shopping list much like the one you sent to Louise. Walking out from the debriefing, you make your way between the tents and makeshift buildings that have been popping up as everyone gets settled in. Once the temporary walls of the buildings get plastered over and proper tile or thatch coverings, the base would almost look like a proper walled village the likes of Shor's Stone or Rorikstead... if a bit more compacted.
Entering the warehouse that was set up at the edge of what would be a small lock system for shipping, you take in the sight of nine bound and gagged Khajiit. Since nobody seemed to be capable of both capturing prisoners and keeping them out of Moira's clutches, who herself seemed incapable of
not killing her subjects, you had to take matters into your own hands. Luckily, you already had a plan that required live khajiit, so you just finished two tasks at once. Summoned randomly by a bored lab assistant of Moira's, the feline humanoids were divested of their belongings and kept under careful observation.
Pulling out various poisons and one resist fire potion for each captive, diluted enough to allow the flames to still hurt the same even while the fire damage was reduced, you considered the pleading cat people before you. With the Sigil tower almost finished and needing your attention soon, you would need to either rush the ritual or wait until the barrier was erected.
Status: Healthy
Magicka: (650/650)
Choose 1 for each category:
[] Ritual:
-[] Just get it over with, Kiba's lichdom doesn't need to be perfect.
-[] Wait until after erecting the barrier.
[] Enchanting session:
-[] Another health Regen Ring. Stacks with other regen effects.
-[] Charm shirt: RNG for bonus on persuasion/diplomacy attempts that would otherwise auto-fail. Does not work against 'Main' characters of any given series.
-[] Enchant your pistol. Effect RNG.
-[] Write in.
[] Social interaction:
-[] Trobror.
-[] The other ninja child, whatever his name was.
-[] Victoria.
[] Write in.
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A/N: It was a tie, so you get both. Pipes in one of the bathrooms exploded, so I have that to entertain myself with... probably won't get an update tomorrow.