Set up thread for runekyndig

We'll discuss possible ways I could bring you in here. Because I'll mention stuff that may be a bit of spoilers, I'll do it like this in just in case. However, I ain't going to lock up this thread from peering eyes.

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There are a couple of ways we could fit your character into the narrative:
1) You are a descendent of the ancient colonial families that left the world your forefathers came from inorder to explore, settle and trade with the new frontier that was Recursion Travel.
2) You were a mercenary guard of the guild of Slime Farmers, which is an old industry that brought forth great prosperity and eventual decadence to the world mentioned.
3) You came from another Recursion as part of a crew so as to establish relations with infamous Recursion nicknamed as The Dark City.
4) You were a leader of whatever organisation that was created by the elites of The Dark City. It so happens that you found it to be too corrupted and sinister to your liking, and so you abandoned your position and changed your identity.

Some of these can be altered or mixed and matched. The main idea is to somehow make your character cross paths with the party in good time.

3) You came from another Recursion as part of a crew so as to establish relations with infamous Recursion nicknamed as The Dark City.
4) You were a leader of whatever organisation The requisition that was created by the elites of The Dark City. It so happens that you found it to be too corrupted and sinister to your liking, and so you abandoned your position and changed your identity.

The requisition is an organization that gathers and handles Cypers

A Stealthy Paradox with a licensed to carry
Part of The requisition. An organization that hunts down specific Cypers

Ok, so I'll say that you came from a recursion that possess knowledge of Translating and Cyphers. There are a few questions I have to make your backstory clearer.

1) Is this knowledge widespread where you came from, or kept only for certain important individuals? How was the attitude regarding the discovery that there are other worlds?

2) You are welcomed into the Recursion(after going through thorough checks), but afterwards your team find that establishing a base is not easy, as most of the land space is taken up in the city. Also, the valuable resources that are here are kept hidden and under control by powerful groups. How greedy was your team to look for such treasures of materials and technology? If so, how might they attempt to do so?

3) For The Requistion, is there a public face for it? If so, how do they keep their image of being decent, or inconspicuous? If they are an underground group, what are they known for? Do they actively clash with other organisations, or do they try their best to avoid trouble?

1) In my home knowledge about Translating and Cyphers is known, but not something that is available to the public or requires special skills and equipment. Something between skydiving and deep ocean exploration here on earth. We know of it, but few of us have the skills and resources to accurately do it. 2) Sam is a part of a group of specialists that caters to the rich and shameless. This time their client, insisted on being part of the expedition. They went from Requisition to Safari guides. Several members of the team were not happy with that - Sam included. With the client there, urging them on, Sam saw several lines crossed. The greed and violence, killing guards instead of sneaking around them for instance, were too much for Sam.

3) Jacques Qusteau (keeping with the deep diver theme) is their leader and public face. An adventure that mingles with the rich and shameless, and brings Cyphers back to them. There are other groups back home, and perhaps it is the preasure of these groups that have pushed The Requisition over the line(s)

The Requisition have developed a bit of infamy in the Recursion they are targeting. Jacques circumvented the lax red tape regarding the business that they are doing locally, and in turn, they are allowed to freely translate back and forth as long as a little tip is given to the Translating Officers.

This leads to The Requisition having to operate more or less in the fridges of the Dark City, where the police are slow to arrive and the companies have a moderate level of security. The most common targets are the Slime Farms, where the security is more for dealing with monstrous invaders than professional bandits. Having to kill labourers and engineers have made a couple of the Requisition members uncomfortable. The reason for doing so is because it is faster and easier to disable security if they target working personnel first. However, the benefits of acquiring caches of valuable Slime Crystals, energy cells, weapon parts, and even the occasional Cyphers have made the bloodshed felt almost worth it.

In time, news of raidings have made these Farms beef up their security, causing even a simple technician a threat to deal with. However, home base does not accept excuses that operations are growing harder, and in time the costs for raiding is slowly exceeding the profits.

How might Sam feel about this, and what might he/she do?

Indeed, there were possible alternatives to attacking the Slime Farms. However, those alternatives are probably museums and storages of Cyphers, of which are well guarded, and with defensive systems that are rumoured to be powered by Cyphers that creates esoteric traps that are impossible to predict. Such highly valuable objects are both dangerous to keep, and requires great resources to lock up from opportunists. Not to mention the probable 'Re-requisition" teams employed by such organisations to brutally and efficiently hunt down said opportunists.

The others are the lesser criminal organisations, but they are also a pain to deal with, as there will tend to have a small army of well armed henchmen and guards to handle attacks if detected. Ofcourse, there were a few attempts against such sites, but the missions start to shift to the Farms as there are lots of them and not all of them have tight security. Also, the locations of caches of riches is more obvious in the Sliming Facilities then in the densely populated streets of the Dark City.

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Jacques Qusteau have also seem to change as each mission passes. At first, he seems like a cocky douchebag that brags about how wealthy they are going to be, but he have grown into a humourless psychopath that is no longer bothered by unneeded deaths, either from his team or from innocent bystanders. Despite that, most of the members are afraid of leaving, because either they have shared his sense of violent desperation, or that they fear any attempts to leave will be met with a bullet to the head for betrayal.

Sam does not wish to remain around to see how much further it worsens. And the middle of the firefight is the best time to sneak off. Whether or not they knew she actually escaped is not known, as they don't seem to be making an attempt to look for her.

He used to be a trusted colleague and superior. One she trusted, but he changed along with JQ (Jacques Qusteau). Even if he changed into some terriable, she could not bring her selv to shoot him. Besides JQ is the source of the coruption, not her team leader. It not right

What to do now? JQ would call her a deserter. She changed her name and did her very best to reinvent her self. Once she gets herself settled, she would bring her grevances directly to JQ, perhaps with a bullet if he can't be resoned with. But untill then she needs to live. Finding a job and a place to stay would be top prioty.

What do you me with "basis on intellect"?

For some reason, she likes the name "Amanda Tapping"

WOW major effect on housing. My guess is that she found a mid-to-high-end place, not a penthouse, but definitely a nice place with good security. Perhaps she got a security job that the apartment was just an extra bonus?

She was able to find herself with considerable luck. Indeed, the place was rarely open to outsiders, but perhaps management is getting desperate for new security. The place is one of the fancier glass buildings near the centre of town. The nature of it is not very clear, but it have offices and living spaces. Nouen-Penti is the name over the entrance, and judging from the dress of the security guards, this place might have treasures or secrets that the Requisition might have been considered to have as a target, if it weren't for being too close to the central districts.

Your position is ofcourse low for a new employee, but after your display over the use of guns, you are entrusted with being armed with what you are used to. You do see what might be energy weapons in the arsenal, but you are not given them. Your patrol area is with the lobby and the lower offices. Your living quarters is fairly generous, or perhaps it is just standard for the security staff. Your bed room is sizeable, connecting to a central lounge for the guards. Housecleaning is done by the janitors. There is a fast running computer, a television and a closet with the same security as the entrance of the room. You don't know how exactly it works, but they unlock when you stand in front of it and have the clear thought to open it.

In that case, she better get into something more business-like attire

While on your first month on the job, you notice one of the junior office staff rushing through the ground floor lobby before heading into a lift. The thing that caught your attention is that a slip of paper fell out of the folder in his arms while he was running. It seems that no one saw that, as the current hour have not much people passing through. There are two clerks at the front desk, and one other guard on the other side of the lobby.

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While she waits for the next lift, she checks the paper. She knows that the business of her company is to provide the service of installing security to client's assets in the form of guards-for-hire, electronic sensors and lock-down measures.

The slip of paper seems to be a receipt in the language of the company's founder.

Nouen-Penti ashkavei rincip.
Abdo jovani nou oudre:
1) Encantano ritua nai Pento: 6'000 Hub Credits
2) Esura nou vita pars: 2'000 Hub Credits
3) Sancrai dou rincipita: 500 Hub Credits


Normally, documents is in the common tongue that you also can understand, so this invoice is odd. Also, you know that the clerk that dropped this is in big trouble if he is found to have carelessly lost it. The full actual consequence, you're not too sure. In time, the lift arrives, and you recall that he went to level 11...

Sam takes the lift and arrives at the 11th floor. With a greeting with the guard there, you easily enter into the office of the floor. You know that it is nothing too special, mainly for accounting or telemarketing jobs.
However, you're not too sure where the guy went to, but you know where you may find the office room of the floor manager.

Your mind worked pretty well and fast. The message of the receipt is revealed to you during your couple minutes of travel:
Unknown-Five undisclosed receipt.
The following main orders:
1) Ritual of Enchanting the Five: 6'000 Hub Credits
2) Insurance to cover death: 2'000 Hub Credits
3) Special process of transaction: 500 Hub Credits

You feel that there may still be contextual meaning still missing that you can't understand, but the words are at least understood. You still are not sure why the company is named "The Unknown Five".

Anyways, with a knock on the glass door, the floor manager welcomes you into his office and asks what are you are here for.

The manager looks at you a little stunned. He takes the document from you and gives it read with a frown. "This is... um. This is concerning. So you are sure that no one else have seen this? That is good. However, this is also not exactly for your eyes either. So I hope you would ignore this little incident. And yes, we do sometimes encode documents for confidential information. What counts as information confidential enough to encode? That would be above your pay. Speaking of pay, here's a little reward for handling this situation. Oh, and such documents don't actually exist, if you know what I mean." He hands you 5 Hub Credits, and waves you away.

Sam nods to the manager. I see now that the clerk just dropped a page from a draft contract, in the client's native langue. An honest mistake. They say it's good for the body to get up from your desk from time to time. I will return to mine

Sam returns to her desk and starts to think. She starts by reading up on the companies history, who the five is, and what that is all about. Then she does a security audit, setting up a (Linux) server outside the company network, and probe the company's ports. Standard stuff, but she also does a (google) search for magic, the langue, and ritual sights.

Sam looks up on the company. It has its own website, detailing in a straight format about its services and other basic info. However, it shows nothing about its history, so she hunts for articles about it. Unfortunately, it is harder than she thought. She does find news of Nouen-Penti being involved in a number of different projects and commending them for their quality and effectiveness. No explicit mentions of magic being involved, other than describing it feeling as such. The oldest she knows that the company have been around for is about 200 years.

Sam looks at her surroundings, and spots that some fellow colleagues are around. One saw that she is looking nervous, and proceeds over to take a look.

The colleague nods her head as she listens to Sam's explanation. She then leaves you alone as you cover your tracks before making your leave.

The next day, Sam looks up on magic and language-related stuff on the local internet's search engine in private mode on her own given computer. It seems that finding anything relevant enough is pretty difficult. So far, she unearthed that practising anything considered as magic is technically forbidden, except for important and regulated purposes. There are news of several crackdowns of illegal magic use, which are mostly by amateurs, though a few professionally performed ones are known. She make note of some of such cases. She also learnt that the language the founders of Nouen-Penti use is called Italnando. The people that uses it, called Italnandians, came from a foreign Recursion country known for its magic and culture tied to matters of the dead and the afterlife, where ghosts are a real phenomena that exist with the living. Searching for the Unknown Five brings up nothing relevant, and Nouen-Penti only brings up the company.

So far, Sam have no luck. But she could try again to hack into the company's system again, if she wish to. But doing so may be riskier. She could also attempt another tangent to investigate, or perhaps leave the matter alone for now.

Sam did find the about page, but it details nothing much other than that it was set up by a group of foreigners that views that security and protection of both physical and informational assets to be its highest priority. There is a list of partners and clients like Abyssal Shipping, Tomb of Tomes, and Jakarai Manufacturing.

Sam speaks with others about the lack information, and they feel that it is normal for information to be fairly vague. Information is both treasure and weapon in The Dark City, and that a company being coy about its nature and accomplishments is expected for a company such as this. Her colleagues advice her not to pursue too much into this, as it would risk her job, and potentially her life. Regarding death threats, no one would want to give suggestions on what such things may be.

As she continues on the days, Sam would notice that people are acting slightly odd around her.

Sam's colleagues respectfully tells her the things mentioned. Beyond that, it is still noticeable that they don't want to say further.
As for the dictionary, she manage to find one online after sometime, though it appears to cost some cash to download it. If she choose to, it costs 2 Hub Credits.

A month passed without much incident, and you’re called by a senior officer to see him down at the indoor shooting range. There, he tells you that he wishes to see how your aim is for himself through a surprise practice. Looking at the target you’re given, this should be a fairly Demanding shot. Meanwhile, the officer leans back with his arms crossed, wearing a stern look.

At first, your shots were able to hit the target, which is the cutout shape of a person. Then, as if out of miraculous stroke of bad luck, your attempt at a head shot have resulted in not only the bullet missing, but it richochets off surface of the walls and redirects into the examining officer's arm! "Aargh! You... Were you trying to kill me?!" He spits as he grasps his bleeding arm.

The officer grunts as you fetch the first aid and wrap the wound in bandages. "Yeah, it sure is odd how that happens. But who knows if you could have preplanned it..."

The man nods his head, who then begins to blush. "I... ah, well. You see, I am tasked with investigating you. Not that I am paid to do so. But I am told you may be a liability to the company. Sorry if I am not as grateful as I should be for your help. I don't take kindly to potential traitors. But you're right, when you say it like that. It is incredibly unlikely for you to plan your assassination to be as bizarre as this. Perhaps the rumours are false after all."

Sam is able to pick up the details nice and closely. Her brain process putting together some underlying information about her situation. If her suspicion could be rated, it would be Level 3: "Your activities are undesirable". However, as the expression on the senior officer's face softens, she can tell it is reduced back to Level 2: "There is some suspicion."

Her job is not in immediate danger, but she can tell it won't be easy to remain long. Perhaps suggesting a way to prove her loyalty or innocence can she possibly gain a better standing.

For now, the Officer tells you that you can take a break from shooting practice as he goes off to take a smoke.

The officer think on this. Before he could reply, his mobile phone rings. "Hold on a minute... Yes? Um, what? Why? She... I think she can be trusted. Right now?"

After a couple of more words exchanged, he ends the call. "Looks like bad luck have struck. There is an emergency happening in one of our client's location. Normally, our field agents and technical specialists would be called over, but the site is near this shooting range, and requires response ASAP. The higher ups are going to ignore their distrust of you in order for you to help in this. It is hard to explain, but we should know what to do when we get there. You know how there are countless worlds out there? Some creatures in them like to break into ours, and so we shall respond with firearms until the trouble ends..." He says as he flicks away his cigarette and moves out with his handgun on his uninjured arm.

The two of you make haste out of the quiet shooting range. The complex leads out into a winding road that has a view of the sea towards the West. As you jog down the streets lined with shacks and lamp lights, you are approaching a bend besides a downhill row of trees.

"We will take this short cut. It should be a couple more minutes before we see the place. Besides, it's best that we don't leave traces of our movements. Since you will be accompanying me, I should let you know what we will be facing. Our client manages Warehouse Complex 3B, which is known for the storing and moving of items regarded as Off-Recursion antiques. Other than the risk of theft, our client might have to handle items that are more dangerous than they were told. That's where we come in to... remove any supernatural elements that would pose a safety hazard. We are not technically licensed to operate with magic, so this is a secret company service that we provide. If word leaks that we do this, all of us are in trouble." He gives Sam a stern winch.
"Anyways, accidents happen, and something like a bomb went off. Our men there are all dead, and the place is locked down. Strange creatures are seen by the surviving staff. It doesn't sound pretty, and we are told to eliminate the invading hostiles and control the situation before other groups may complicate our business."

As you break out of the trees, you see the sea again, with the fenced-up compound of several warehouse buildings facing the main shipping docks.

The Security Personel Managing Officer, whose name is displayed as Sgt. Leitnoff on his name tag, answers. "It is our mission. I haven't had gotten into a real gun fight for a long time, other than earlier this year when I came as reinforcement to defend against a small skirmish. If you know a better way to approach this, then I'm willing to listen, despite my senior rank. And yes, our problem is likely not human, but we can't fully rule that out."

The nearest compound is 3A, as Sgt. Leitnoff tells you. 3B is attached to the South of it. A number of people can be seen standing around confused as siren beeps and red flashes tells everyone that something dangerous is happening. There is a road that connects to the entrance gates to each of the compounds. You could attempt the entrance, which is quicker, but you will be seen by everyone. Or you could try to sneak in via the gated sides, which could be difficult, but can potentially avoid running into staff.

He agrees, and you two move down towards the stretch of road splitting the compounds. There is some workers at a distance, who find themselves having to pause their work due to the ongoing alarms. Despite this, it still is worth it to avoid detection. Also, you have to figure out how you will pass through the wire fensing. It is about 2 metres tall, and has barbed wire on top.

Moving through the quiet path is easy, the low light and the backs of buildings is not an attractive place to look at. At the wire fense, Sam/Amanda takes out her large tool and begin using the cutters on the wire. Fortunately, electricity doesn't run through it, though her knowledge in lock picking doesn't lend itself well in creating a hole to pass through. However, with her ability to visualise the best lines to cut to produce an opening, she worked efficiently enough. By the time Sgt Leitnoff taps your shoulder to whisper to you that someone is approaching, you rip out the mesh before you two quickly crouch through.You are now next to the back of the bathroom shack. The lighting here is Dim Light. The direction of the warehouse is towards the centre of the compound. A worker is strolling his way from within the neighbouring compound towards the area where the opening is, which the cutout is lying next to. What might your move be?

The worker was surprised when Sam called him, but upon seeing the card and her explanation, he nods in understanding. As Sam leaves, she hears the Sgt continues talking with the worker. It sounds like the man is asking about the situation, and Leitnoff is assuring that things are under control.

As Sam moves across to the target warehouse, she can see to her left, the entrance gate is crowded with uniformed workers and armed security chatting loudly with each other as the complex is blocked off. Sam will have to cross the open space, where she may be seen by the distant crowd.

Also, from her position, she could see the entrance into the warehouse is glowing green. Also, there are 2 monsters patrolling outside. They look like naked leathery humanoids, except that they have massive club like arms. Their faces are blank, and don't seem to notice Sam. What might she do?

The layout is not that easy to traverse, but Sam manages to find a way. She keeps her profile low, evading the notice of the people outside. She then climbs up the side scaffolding to get up into the second level of the outside catwalk. As she approaches the door to get in, she hears an inhuman moaning coming from the other side. What would she do?

Sam opens the door... To be met face to face with a naked crouched creature. It has the body of a malnourished woman, but her face is a hairless glowing hole. As the creature moans louder, the light in the massive hole grows brighter. There is some shouting from within the warehouse, but Sam's senses is now focused on the thing infront of her...

Looking into the creature, Sam draws out the immediate thought process of it. "Kill the intruder. Kill it with my agony and hatred made manifest."

Sam then realises that the face-hole of the creature is its weapon.