"Listen Garen, I know you like working alone, but sooner or later you're gonna find yourself in a situation where you'll need help. As such, I suggest making friends and convincing them to join your group. It will make jobs easier and increase your chance of survival among the Curators. I have three people in mind currently. A female human named, Lyria Lightsong. A male manticore named Olus Diuseiusius, and finally a female scitmarrian named Greyda Halledotr."
The last words Prisca spoke to you do have merit. You've been a lone wolf ever since you joined the Curators. It isn't because you don't like people or working with others, it's just that well you're not trusting and too many people have sold you out before.
You still remember the last group of people you've worked with…'Alas' Legion.' A group of orkish technomancers that claimed to be trying to develop a new way of travel. You believe they called it 'Warp Jump.' It was supposed to allow ships to travel through the Astral Plane or Plane of Souls to make travel incredibly short and fast. It was a noble goal and you did your best to contribute to it, however they weren't exactly fond of sentient AIs. They believed that robots with free-will would overthrow all biological entities and throw Argonda into an age of Machines. When they found out you were a sentient AI well...long story short you were escaping from their ship that was plummeting into a makeshift Singularity.
Still, it was better to have a team or at least a partner backing you up and assisting you whenever things went south.
You pick up your sword and walk out of your room. You've decided the most logical thing to do would be to get a partner or partners and make a team.
"I should go find….Lyria….Lyria Lightsong. Her record states that she has been in numerous battles and always came out victorious. Well at least 90% of the time. Not only that, but she is an apprentice in Light Magic a.k.a Restoration and Anti-Evil/Undead magic which could be extremely useful."
You continue on to the War Room where you think she'll be and continue weighing the good and bad things about her. Overall, there are a lot more good and benefits than bad and disadvantages.
When you arrive at the War Room, you see a woman wearing the classic golden armor of a female warpriest/paladin. Her hair is a long white gold, her face is that of a normal caucasian human with a fair set and a smooth complexity, and she has two tawny color eyes that seem to glow with a fiery passion.
You continue to stare until you notice that she's having a one on one fight with the hardest training droid in Wyldfall!
Lyria Lightsong Roll: -1 + Fighting Skill 3 + Primi Sanguinis Occisor 2 = 4 good
Droid Roll: +2 + Fighting Skill 4 + Twin Magitech Fists 2 = 8 legendary
Droid Wins by 4 = Succeed with Style
Lyria holds her sword up to face in a horizontal position and gets into a stance about to thrust/lung at the sword. After two seconds, she uses her light magic to aid her in her lung and charges straight at the droid hoping to pierce its chest and stab its reactor. However, the droid was prepared and when the sword gets into reach it swings with its right arm with the force of a thousand bulls sending it to the right and throwing Lyria off balance. The droid proceeds to in case its left fist with a electric green glow and punches Lyria right in the gut. To finish the battle the droid grabs Lyria by the collar and throws her out of the ring.
Lyria goes flying out of the ring at supersonic speeds and would have hit the steel walls, if you didn't get in her path and grab her.
"Question: are you the human recreation center known as Lyria Lightsong?"
Lyria quickly frees herself from your grasp and stands up straight looking at you.
"If by 'human recreation center, you mean a female human then yes. And, who are you? Also, thanks for saving me."
"No problem friend. I am Garen and I have come to present a golden opportunity to you." When you finish speaking your eyes and right hand get covered in blue flames. You extend your right hand waiting for her to do the same so you two can shake.
"I didn't know they accepted daemons into the Curators. Well, whatever it is this opportunity is, I don't want nothing to do with it. Now leave before I send you back to hell!"
"I'm not a daemon! I'm a…….senti….hum…...human. I am a human being just like you. I wanted to ask you to become my partner because you posses a lot of skills that I need, and because if we work together than our chances of survival increase by 20%."
"Really, partners and why would I want that? What skills do you have that could benefit me, and How do I know you won't just betray me?"
Garen's eyes go dark and his voice goes cold...void of emotion. "Response: Listen Meatbag! My skills are my own, but know that they far exceed yours in many fields. I'm better than you at hacking, learning, calculating, ferromancy, fleshcraft, mechanical repairs, crafting, disguises, and tactics. In short, I'm better than you when comes to not using your brain and not just stabby stabby shooty shooty!"
You see her face turn into a menacing scowl, the light around her dims, and her hair slowly rises. You're 100% sure that you made her mad, but Lyria is a warrior and warriors respect courage.
She raises her blade and swings down at you in a vertical slash. You hold your ground and refuse to flinch. She swings down and stops right before it hits your neck.
The light around turns back to normal and her face turns into a smug grin. She pulls out a book and puts her hand on it.
"You have courage my friend. Even in the face of death itself, you did not flinch once. I admire that good man."
Lyria proceeds to speak in a unknown language that deludes you for a bit.
Garen Learning Roll: +2 + Learning 3 + Amulet of Intelligence 1 = 6 fantastic Victory
Needed: 3 good
Total: 3 good victory
It takes only a second for you to completely learn the language.
She said, "I Lyria Lightsong, protector of all that is holy and just in Argonda pledge on my soul that for as long as I live, Garen and I will be partners that work together to defy the forces of evil."
You repeat the phrase perfectly in the same language as her.
You both shake hands and burn a page of the book together while it stays in your hands.
"Well, I guess I'll move into your room, give me a bit to pack my things. Where is your room exactly Garen?"
"It's on the 4th floor of the Alpha Newton Sector. Door 210."
"Thanks"
Lyria proceeds to walk off to her room.
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While back in your room, you decide to practice your persuasion while waiting for Lyria. If you're going to be working with people then you need to be able to convince them to do what you want. You don't want an idiot taking over or having a revolt on your hands.
You open up your interface and access the Curators network known only as Wyldnet. You begin the boring process of watching videos and reading things that give tips on how to persuade people. You're basically learning about psychology.
Learning Roll: +1 + Learning 3 + Amulet of Intelligence 1 = 5 superb victory
Needed: 2 fair
Total: 3 good victory
You finish your studies and understand the biological mind even more than you used to.
What do you do now?
[ ] Get a Mission
[ ] Socialize with random people
[ ] Train….
[ ] Craft….
[ ] Learn….
[ ] Find Olus Diuseiusius
[ ] Find Greyda Halledotr
[ ] Earn some credits
[ ] Create an Official Sub-Sect in the Curators
[ ] Spend time with Lyria
[ ] Write In
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Ally Gained: Lyria Lightsong
Fair Skill Gained: Persuasion
Average Skill Gained: Translator
Translator: Allows you to translate foreign languages easily
Persuasion: Allows you to persuade people easily
I'll update the character sheet and NPC sheet later