SWRPF Archive Knights Of The Old Republic: The Great Hunt

A Great Hunt game, which takes place nearly 4,000 years B.B.Y.
It's been 10 years since the defeat of the Sith Triumvirate (Nihilus, Sion, and Traya) and the Republic has been restored to its former glory by the Lost Jedi.... but, the reign of the dark side had consequences... many Terentatek beasts remain alive, spread across the galaxy, and the Jedi Council has decided to send a small batallion of Jedi to eliminate the Terentatek from the face of the galaxy once and for all.... Although the Council chose the wisest and most powerful Jedi (padawan, knights, and masters alike) to complete the difficult task, there may be some surprises during the journey, maybe some are not up to the task.... and as you know, the dark side is always present....

You can only be a Jedi, no restrictions. Later you can choose to turn to the dark side or to remain in the light, but you can only do so depending on the circumstances of the journey.

The Council has designated planets in which they have felt the power of the dark side grow stronger. They believe that the Terantatek are in these planets, and that's the reason for the dark side energies lately. The planets are the following:
-Yavin IV
-Onderon & Dxun
-Ossus
-Tatooine
-Dantooine (caves)
-Kashyyyk (depths)
-Korriban
-Akana
-Bedara

We would start off at Coruscant, preparing the ships and preparing ourselves for the difficult task lying ahead of us.
The batallion consists of 50 Jedi, the most powerful of the most powerful in the Order. We believe we are ready for anything... but are we, really?
The Terentatek are natural killers, they specialize in Jedi... but are they the real threat? That's to find out during the journey.

You can create a maximum of 2 FORMAL characters. It's okay if you create more secondary or tertiary characters along the journey, though. Just make sure they are actually IMPORTANT characters to you and the storyline, not just randomly created ones.

The rules are pretty straightforward-
Character Creation Rules:

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Race:
Personality:
Rank: -Master, Padawan, or Knight-
Weapons:
Physical traits/characteristics:
Biography:

PLEASE, do not create or try to become an overpowered god-like Jedi, for you will be ignored in the RP. Be reasonable with your feats.

Anyone interested? Private message me with your character bios to see if they can be approved. Thanks.

 

I forgot: MAXIMUM of 10 Players.

 

GM Approved!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Name:Ryshin Thraell
Gender:Male
Age:28
Race:Human
Personality:Nice, cool, calculating, sarcastic.
Rank:Master
Weaponsne Emerald Bladed lightsaber
Physical traits/characteristics:Nice, lean, very built, but the cloak hides it all.
Biography:Ryshin was born on Dantooine and was immedialy brought to the Jedi Temple. Over the years as a padawan to Jedi Master, Quin Kronn, he progresed greatly in Lightsaber combat. But when on a mission, Quin was killed by a Sith. Two years later at age 17, Ryshin was promotted to Knight. Then after four years he became a reknowned person and a Master, known for his Soresu.

 

Welcome aboard.

 

Hey, have a character that might be good for your RPG.

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Meanness was a common character trait for Cameron

Name: Cameron Jameson Phoenix

Gender: Female

Age: 54

Race: Human

Personality: Especially for a Jedi Cameron is very blunt and to the point, indeed brutally so. How blunt? Below are a few of her quotes.

"Bloody idiot." On Revan's fall.
"Stupid Jedi." When hearing about the Council's decision on the Exile.
"He's a Mandalorian, he's harmless." Addressing the concerns raised about Canderous Ordo.
"Many many people die in our profession, we kill and are killed, tortured, our kids are slaughtered simply because they're Jedi, limbs are commonly sliced off...anyone who thinks of writing about us and marketing it to kids is one crazy crazy bugger." A slight swipe at George Lucas.

She's also trying to get rid of the chip on her shoulder she's had for over twenty years, even when she appears relaxed there is very much an undercurrent of tension and a badly masked aggressive, hostile and confrontational attitude. Cameron absolutely hates Jedi bigotry and pushes against it as much as the Order allows her. To see hatred of Jedi simply because of who they are leads her to believe that they any and all means should be used to stop them. Cameron is an utter hypocrite about being a Jedi. Not only does she resort to the code as a defense for her beliefs she even admits to being a Jedi simply because it gets to bigots who hate them. A lot of the time she rejects Jedi teachings in favor of real world lessons, only resorting to the code as a defensive mechanism.

Rank: Knight, guardian

Weapons: Lightsaber, Cameron fights with a very unorthodox and aggressive style, utilizing a combination of forms including Soresu, Ataru and Shien\Djem So. But rather than her skills in different stances or the aggressiveness of the forms themselves it is her ability to fight well one handed; with either hand, as well as the use of her body to add strength behind her weapon or to use it as a weapon itself in the form of kicks and unarmed close quarter combat that made her such a threat.

Physical traits/characteristics: Cameron has scars all over her athletic, muscled, well cut body as a result of years of combat, and ones in her head when she was attacked by anti Jedi extremists. She also has a tattoo of a phoenix on her collarbone that is covered by her Jedi robes but the Council would have her head if they knew about it.

Biography: Cameron has been a Jedi all her life, even though time and time again she strays from the code. As a Padawan she left the Jedi to see what else there was in life. After years of journeying through the galaxy, during which time she entered and then left military service for the Republic, she returned to the Order. Despite facing stiff opposition she was allowed back and served loyally in conflict against Exar Kun. During her battle against the Dark Lord Cameron strayed once again from the path of a Jedi, this time falling in love with an apprentice and giving birth to a son, Rino.

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Bastila looks on at Cameron, Shiro Phoenix and their son, Rino.

There were calls for Cameron to be exiled from the Order, however despite the Jedi's views on love she proved she was still loyal and walked the light path. Revan and Malek were calling on other Jedi to turn from the Order and follow them to defend the Republic. Cameron gave them her blessing and every encouragement to the Jedi Exile to do what she believed was right, but against every desire she had to stop the threat; against every maternal instinct as a mother, Cameron obeyed the Council and chose not to fight, believing they could be trusted in making the right decision. Not long after Revan and Malek became Sith however, Cameron was attacked because she was a Jedi, and her son was taken from her so that he couldn't be influenced by her beliefs. When the Coun

 

Very good. Welcome, welcome.

 

Name: Dresden Karn
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Race: Human
Personality: A very devote Jedi, his personality is a mixture of seriousness and dry humor. He is respectful and loyal to his friends and fellow Jedi.
Rank: Master Guardian
Weapons: Single bladed lightsaber with blue blade Lightsaber
Physical traits/characteristics: stands 6?1 and weighs 165 lbs. He is muscular but not bulky, taking on more of an average build. His dark brown hair is cut short and the stubble on his cheeks and chin is unchecked, giving him a five o?clock shadow. He has green eyes that seem as if they could penetrate even the deepest soul
Biography: Born on Corellia to a simple farming family, Dresden was found fairly quickly by the Jedi on Corellia. Eh was taken to Dantooine for his beginners training, but as he progressed to the rank of padawan and learned under the tutelage of his master Kay Kia-Shen, he was taken to Coruscant for further training with his new master. As the years progressed Dresden?s weak force connection became stronger under Kay. He learned the seven lightsaber forms, new force techniques, as well as a few alien languages from Kay. Kay was known to be one of the greatest lightsaber wielders in the Jedi order, passing his knowledge along to Dresden i nthe hopes that Dresden would become even greater than he on the field of combat.

By the time he was 22, Dresden felt confident that he could pass the Jedi Knight trails. The council agreed to his request and sent him and Kay away to the far away planet of Galidraan to find a Jedi relic that was thought to have been lost forever until it remerged on Galidraan. Dresden recovered the relic with a moderate level of opposition from the relic?s dark side keepers, who tried to transform the relic into a dark side weapon. With the completion of the mission Dresden was promoted to the rank of Knight. Kay knew that his job was almost done; he could tell that Dresden would be promoted to Master in no time.

After six years of intense training, heroic acts, and selfless deeds, Dresden was promoted to the rank of Master as well as a seat on the council. Kay now knew his teaching of Dresden was done, His dream had come true of Dresden's skill with a lightsaber. Dresden was now a greater ligthsaber wielder than his former master, becomign a formidable opponent in the sparring room, but more importantly out on the battle field. Kay was proud to see Dresden finally achieve the rank of master, he then took his seat beside Dresden on the council, no longer as his master but as his friend. When the time for the Great Hunt came, Dresden was one of the first names put forward by his fellow Jedi as a candidate for the mission due to his experience and lightsaber and skill wit ha lightsaber. He accepted the great honor and responsibility set before him, he then prepared himself for the long mission set before him.

 

Fantastic, glad you joined.

 

Lieutenant_Valerian approved!

Name: Vladorm "Vlad" Kobia
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Zabrak
Personality: Unnaturally passive
Rank: Padawan
Weapons: Twin orange lightsabers
Physical traits/characteristics: Vlad is tall for his age, or for any Zabrak, standing at nearly 6'4". He has medium-length black hair, which leaves only the tips of his horns visible, and pale skin. His face tattoos are a rather unremarkable design and are thin enough that they can only be seen from about a meter away. He always wears brown Order robes and wears his lightsabers on a black belt.
Biography: Vlad was taken into the Order as an orphan at an extremely young age, and thus has no memory of life outside the Jedi. Growing up from infancy in the presence of none but the famously calm Jedi Knights has left Vlad almost completely devoid of emotions. He feels no happiness, no anger, no sorrow, no love. He is, in effect, like a line: Unbending, unshifting, constant.

Vlad's surrogate father, and later his master, was Master Work T'dio, who schooled the young Jedi in the unique art of twin-saber combat. A few years ago, Master T'dio went missing investigating situation on a far-off world. Vlad was as passive as ever, and now simply trains and practices on his own. He has few friends, and the other Jedi hope that, with time, he may begin to open himself up to others, hence why he was chosen for this mission. Vlad merely shrugged.

 

GM Approved

Name: Ch?ay Ruuna

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Race: Twi?lek

Personality:
While usually calm, Ch?ay has the tendency to become very emotionally charged if he feels that something or someone close to him is in any kind of danger. This leads to Ch?ay making brash decisions that the rest of the Order usually has to discipline him for. Because of this, he is usually considered to be more of a fighter than a mediator. While he feels the Jedi should keep the peace, he feels that they are obliged to make decisions that help to further the power and influence of the Order.

Rank:
Padawan

Weapons:
Blue-bladed Lightsaber

Physical traits/characteristics:
Ch?ay?s most identifying feature right off the bat is his Red skin pigment. While it gives him notoriety among the public, it makes it almost impossible for him to perform any kind of reconnaissance missions because of the rarity of his appearance. Being a Twi?lek, his body is very similar to that of a teenage human, except for the facts that he lacks hair and that he has the sensitive lekku emerging from his skull, which he usually keeps tied together in a bantha fur bind. On his lekku are lightning shaped tattoos, his family crest. Ch?ay also seems to have a perpetual bruises on his hands, arms, and shoulders from the immense amount of practicing his lightsaber combat.

Biography:
Discovered at an early age on the Twi?lek planet of Ryloth, Ch?ay was taken by the Jedi Order with the understanding that he could make regular trips back to Ryloth to take part in Twi?lek rituals and customs. As he grew and his skill in the Force increased, Ch?ay started to show more physical tendencies, preferring to work out the problems the Younglings were faced with using force before reason. Because of this he didn?t do well in many of the preliminary tests. But, as his training progressed, he slowly started to realize that reason was better than brute strength in many situations. When he built his lightsaber, however, some of the more violent tendencies seemed to reemerge as he adopted the Ataru style. Because of this, when he was made a Padawan, he was apprenticed to a female Bothan Jedi Knight named Rorca Pre?core. She was well versed in the ways of defense and was a more meditative Jedi. The Masters hoped that some of her reflection-oriented style would rub off on Ch?ay.

As expected, Ch?ay seemed to take in everything that Rorca said and followed her ways of thinking, to the point of even going long stretches of time without using his lightsaber. On missions he learned to always try diplomacy first and even when diplomacy failed, to try other courses than violence. Sometimes though, in reflection, Ch?ay has urges to again use his saber to bring about justice in more time efficient matters. When the opportunity to destroy the Terentatek arose, Ch?ay was surprised to learn that Rorca had volunteered their services as the Order had forbidden him to go on any strictly violent missions.

 

So far, we are 6 RP'ers. I'll wait until monday to start the game.

 

GM Approved!

Name: Marcus Tam

Gender: Male

Age: 70

Race: Zeltron

Personality: Sarcastic and deeply cynical, he none-the-less possesses a healthy (if somewhat dark and twisted) sense of humor. He lost faith in the Code long ago, but he remains with the Jedi out of a sense of moral obligation, as penance for past crimes.

Rank: Weapon Master

Weapons: Single-bladed Crimson Lightsaber (unorthodox color kept as a personal reminder of past mistakes), Mandalorian Heavy Blaster (taken as a trophy during the wars)

Physical traits/characteristics: He stands roughly 5'10" tall, and is solidly muscular, without being overly large. He has the red skin common among Zeltrons, and his hair has lightened to a close-cropped iron gray over the years. He looks surprisingly hale for one his age, though time has definitely taken its toll.

Biography: Born on Zeltros in 4,011 BBY, Marcus was taken in by the Jedi at age eight. He excelled almost immediately, and was taken on as an apprentice very quickly. He idolized his master, striving to be like him in every way.

Soon after the beginning of his apprenticeship, Exar Kun bagan his campaign to conquer the galaxy in the name of the Sith, and the relatively new master/padawan team was thrust into all-out war. It was in conflict that Marcus found his true calling. With an afinity for weaponry unmatched by any in his age group, he served with distinction throughout the Great Sith War. But, toward the end of the conflict, tragedy struck. Before his very eyes, Marcus' master was cut down by the forces of Mandalore the Indomitable (then fighting for the Sith). He swore vengeance, but was unable to follow through. Within weeks of his vow, Exar Kun lay dead, his spirit trapped forever within the walls of his fortress, and the war was over. The Mandalorians had retreated to their territories beyond the edge of Republic Space.

Thirty-three years passed, and Marcus finished his training under several masters, first attaining Knighthood, then Mastery. But he never forgot his first master, or the promise he made over his cooling body. By the time the Mandalorians became a threat once more, Marcus was one of the most skilled and respected Weapon Masters in the Order, having devoted his life to the study and mastery of killing tools. As tensions between the Republic and the Mandalorians escalated into open conflict along their borders, the Revanchist arose.

Few knew his name, even within the Order, but all were impressed by the young, charismatic Knight, Marcus included. Seeing a chance to finally fulfill his oath, Marcus was one of the first to rally to the Revanchist's cause, and one of very few Masters to do so. When the Revanchist could wait for the indecisive Jedi Council no longer, Marcus eagerly followed him to war.

For three long, bitter years, he fought at the Revanchist's side, slowly but surely driving the Mandalorian Neo-Crusaders back. It all came to a head in the skies over Malachor V. The psychic shockwave created by the simultaneous, violent deaths of millions was too close and too powerful for Marcus to endure. To survive the crushing agony, he took the only path he saw left to him, and embraced the Darkness that had hounded him since his master's death. In the Aftermath, Marcus swore loyalty to the newly-christened Darth Revan.

As a fiercely loyal, exceptionally experienced, and unquestionably deadly Dark Jedi Master, Marcus became Revan's Shadow Hand, his personal executioner, an extremely prestigious and coveted position in the ancient Sith Empire. He served his new master well during Revan's bid to re-forge the Republic in his own image.

Marcus was caught completely off guard by Malak's betrayal, and swore that he would kill him, believing the new Dark Lord unworthy of leadership. Needless to say, he failed. Marcus was captured, and tortured for weeks aboard the Star Forge for his audacity in attempting to slay the ascendent Dark Lord. His time in Malak's torture chambers dragged on and on, until Marcus was utterly broke

 

GM Approved

Name: Lucius Hyun-Shik

Gender: Male

Age: 14

Race: Human

Personality: Mild mannered, tends to swing on the aggressive side, impatient, sometimes funny.

Rank: Padawan

Weapons: A pair of blue chrome plated lightsabers.

Physical traits/characteristics: Long dark brown hair, about as long as Qui-Gon's. Above average height for a 14 year old, standing at roughly 5'8". Slightly muscular, from all the running around.

Biography: Born in Coruscant, he roamed the streets around the Jedi Temple at a young age, until a Jedi Knight brought him into the Order, under the acceptance of the Grand Master Jedi. He was trained as a youngling and at 13 years of age, was picked by Jedi Knight, Varnak Torr'nto. For a year, Torr'nto trained Hyun-Shik until he was killed in the Great Sith War by a Terentatek. Hyun-Shik has been known to be currently training with an un-identified Force User.

 

This still going?

 

OOC: I believe LV said the game would start on tomorrow (Or today, depending on your time zone)

 

Yup, this will start later today or tonight.

 

Statement: General Moderator Approved.

Name: Zu Elang aka The gentle giant or Golden Heart Zu
Gender: male
Age: 18
Race: The Epicanthix were known as warriors, having conquered many neighboring planets in the Reach, such as Bunduki. Epicanthix were known to live longer than humans, even longer than Force Sensitive humans; their average lifespan is near 130 years. The species is a near-Human race.
Personality: kind hearted to the innocent and friendly, dedicated and trusting. But does get anger issued every now and then.
Rank: Knight (Jedi Watchman)
Weapons: single Lightsaber and a modified Bothan stunner
Physical traits/characteristics: 2.5 meters in height, light brown eyes, brown hair with blonde streaks, large scar on his back from more previous mission.
Biography: Zu Elang has been one of the more kinder Epicanthixs since childhood and from his parents is has been rumored that since his birth he has kind of had a ?halo? in his eyes when you stare into them long enough. By the age of six he was taken into the jedi academy to be trained and even then it seemed like the light side of the force constantly ?touched? him in a since to where it seemed like he had a radiance about him. (personality based radiance) He did excel in Lightsaber combat some thanks to his race?s warrior heritage. By the age of 17 he learned many things from his master enough to where he was promoted to jedi watchman and was trained to use the force to hide his presence physically and in the force. When he reached 18 he was sent on a mission to find his missing master that trained him. Only to find him brutally murdered by bounty hunters who has issues with jedi and how they worked. He eventually became so unfocused that they say him there and attacked him, after hours later he left the compound with two more things, his masters Lightsaber and the scar on his back still bleeding. Upon arrival of the jedi temple they found him passed out from blood loss but still able to nurse him to health.

 

It's actually game master, ya' know, lol. Alright, sorry about the time, I didn't have enough yesterday, but I'll make sure to start it today.

 

Right, this officially starts NOW!

 

IC - Glenn Valerian, Jedi Padawan

Glenn Valerian was in his quarters in the Jedi Temple of Coruscant, when someone knocked on the door.

"Yes?"

"Padawan, it's time..." Master Jel-Kor's soft, deep voice sounded.

"Yes, master. Of course..." He said, opening the door and leaving the room.
He was scared... after all, he was only 16 years old. Although so young, he was strong willed and determined... but this task was, definitely, the most difficult one the Council had given him and he knew his life would be at risk...

 

IC:Ryshin Thraell

Jedi Master Ryshin Thraell walked through the temple, knowing that his task would be difficult. He walked around the corner to find Master Jel-Kor and his padawan, Glenn Valerian. He stopped, wearing his singniture black robes. "Master Jel-Kor, I see you and your padawan are ready. Would you like to find the others or wait by the ship?" Ryshin asked with a smile and an twinkle in his eyes.

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IC: Vladorm Kobia

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Vlad stared lackadaisically up at the sky. "Looks like the weather will be nice today," he remarked, a tone in his voice not extreme enough to be considered "indifferent," it was more the tone of voice of someone who was merely existing.

He supposed the deployment would begin soon. Vlad had been chosen, for some inexplicable reason, despite his inexperience. "I suppose I'm not the youngest person on the mission," he noted aloud, matter-of-factly.

He strolled off, his expression as calm as ever. "There is no emotion, there is peace..." he began reciting quietly, making sure he had the whole of the Jedi code memorized.

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IC: Jedi Padawan Ch'ay Ruuna

Ch'ay was awoken by his Jedi Master Rorca Pre'core.
"It's time," she said, her voice full of foreboding.
It had all come down to this. All of the days at the Academy and Padawan missions had been preparing him for this day. He was to join his master, as well as many other Jedi on a mission to rid the galaxy of the menace of the terentatek. He rose from his bed and dressed in his simple robes. His excitiement building by the second, his Twi'lek lekku seemed to twitch in anticipation.

"Finally." he thought, the time has come for me to prove myself to the Council. After all this time, they have still not made me a knight. Master Pre'core sees how ready I am. She has even lobbied on my behalf before the Council. At first it was because they said I was too violent, too much of a loose cannon. But now they claim I have become content and docile. Surely they trust her? That just gives me more incentive to prove myself now. Starting to calm down, he grabbed his lightsaber from the bedside table. Thumbing it on, the blue-bladed saber felt at home in his hands. Checking to make sure he had everything he walked into the hallway to join his master.

As the two walked the halls towards the hangar bay The Master decided to give her Padawan a little test, if for nothing else than to calm his nerves. "Ready to go?" Master Pre'core asked him.

"More than. I'm sure that when this is all over they'll promote me and you won't have me weighing you down anymore," Ch'ay said playfully.

"It's more like I'm the one holding you back Ch'ay. Your saber skills were too advanced for some of the Council. They assigned you to me to calm you down. Why else would they assign me to you if not for that reason? When was the last time you saw me as a threat with my lightsaber?" Pre'sore said, changing the tone to a more serious one.

"I'd never face you, Master. You're quite dangerous when you get boxed in remember that time..."

"Forget it Ch'ay. It's just sometimes the Council's decisions anger even me."

"We're sentient beings Master. Not droids. It's our ability to choose that makes us different."

"Right you are Padawan. You have grown so much since we first met. You are truly ready to be made a knight, my young apprentice."

As they approached the main entrance, they approached the growing group of Jedi and waited for their assignment...

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IC: Marcus Tam

Marcus sighed quietly as he checked over his light armor. The simple fiberweave suit was black as midnight, seeming to swallow all the light around it. Marcus had never thought he would wear it again. It was the armor he wore while on missions in the Dark Lord's service. So much blood had been spilled on it over the years. So much...

He shook himself away from that train of thought, running a hand through his faded, close-copped hair. The armor had been in storage for a quarter of a century, along with the assassin's gear that currently adorned it, since he'd left the service of Darth Revan. It had once been a symbol of fear amongst the ranks. As Revan's Shadow Hand, the Dark Lord's most trusted servant (aside from that blasted HK droid, of course), he'd been a legend among the ordinary ranks of the Sith. A ghost story to frighten them into obedience.

But what was he now? A Jedi Master? No. After the wars, after Revan, it was impossible to believe in the Jedi way any more. A Sith? The thought almost made him crack a rare smile. No. He'd renounced that path long ago. What he was... was an old man, weighed down by old regrets that haunted his dreams. He shouldn't be on this mission. He could feel it in his bones. But his stubborn guilt had driven him to volunteer for this insane, most likely suicidal hunt. The Council, of course, had been all too happy to agree, assigning him to the rapidly growing team. One way or another, this mission would be his last. If the Tarrentatek didn't claim his life, then he was leaving.

He'd thought, by rejoining the order, that he could soothe his inner demons and live out what time he had left in relative peace. But no, it hadn't worked out like that. If anything, being constantly surrounded by members of the Order he'd once sworn his life to, the Order that he'd betrayed, made things worse.

He was pulled from his musings by the Zabrak Padawan standing nearby. The apprentice was talking to himself. Or was he talking to Marcus? The aged Zeltron didn't know, and, at that moment, he found it hard to care.

Marcus snorted lightly. "Empty words won't save you from the monsters, boy. You'd be better served practicing your saber technique." Marcus patted his own deactivated hilt for emphasis, before turning back to face the main group, wondering when they could get this disaster-waiting-to-happen on the road...

Tag: darthramza, Valerian, anybody else in the area

 

IC: Vladorm Kobia

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Vlad turned to face the person who had addressed him, and were he a normal padawan would have been surprised to see it was the aged face of Master Tam. Vlad was not normal.

"If fate deems it my time to die, I die," Vlad shrugged, his voice as monotone as ever. "As it is I completed my morning routine four minutes ago. Later today during my afternoon routine I shall perhaps take up your advice." He turned back to gaze at the others in the group. He wondered vaguely when the mission would be leaving, and also what he should ingest for lunch.

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