old man moomba

"Rusts and ruin, man! I just want to talk! I won't shoot her. I just want to talk."

SepLar jumped out the window, rifle held in one hand. She hit the ground with both feet and pointed her rifle at the woman. "Neither of you move, or l shoot her!"

The cool thing with moons, though, is how it would cut down on travel time, or lower the level of handwaving we need to do.

Wow ok, long discussion. The idea I had originally was for there to be a jovian (large gas planet for those unaware) with several large moons around it. On those moons, we would have diffrent environments. (Cyberpunk, untamed wilds full of odd species, metal rich and airless asteroids, etc.) And in between the moons, we could have some space opera stuff. That was the original idea I had.

SepLar looked at the name written on her map, then back at the inn. They were the same. If the shady informant was to be trusted, this was the inn where the Epic and his friend were staying at. She directed the Armorings on her head to retract, revealing her face and stepped inside. She flagged down the innkeeper. "Yes?" the plump man asked "I'm looking for a man and a woman. They would have checked in not too long ago. I need to know where they are." "Ah I know them. Why do you need to know this?" "None of your concern." The innkeeper started to respond but then decided otherwise. "Um... they're upstairs, third room on the left." "That wasn't too hard, was it. Thank you for your time." She handed the man a few notes and went upstairs. Quickly finding the third door on the left, she unslung her rifle, braced it against her shoulder, and kicked the door open.

SepLar walked through the streets of the city, armor out and gun slung over her shoulder. Well, this is not what I expected at the bottom of the lake. "Well, what did you expect?" Maybe some ruins or something. I dunno, but not this. "I'm not too surprised by a city. What startles me who lives here." She continued to walk, studying the map that a shady looking man had scribbled for her. It suposedly led to the inn where her the pair was staying.

SepLar scratched her head. There was something about the lake... You feel that. Something is drawing me to the lake bottom. "Mhm." She waded into the lake and swam to the bottom. She was only mildly surprised by the city there.

I like how there's no discussion on weaponry. So anyway, Brands. An unactivated Brand appears to be a hilt or handle of some sort, depending on the type. The centerpiece of a Brand is its gem. The gem acts as a focus for the power. When activated, a Brand spews forth magic power from its gem and said power forms into a weapon. Each Brand has a elemental focus, either a Prime Element (Earth, Air, Fire, and Water) or a hybrid (Lightning, Magma, Ice, etc.). Most commonly Brands are based off of swords, but can be based off of virtually any weapon.

SepLar made it to the edge of the lake. The lake was quite large, larger than most she had seen, and was a beautiful blue-green. Perhaps we should take a break and look at the lake. "Mm." SepLar took a seat on a log and stared into the depths of the lake.

SepLar winked at the constables and moved away. She ran back to an alley, where she scooped up a backpack and opened it. About a minute later, she walked out, resting a hybrid assult rifle on her shoulder and wearing Kiellan. What are we gonna do next? "Let's hunt down those two crazies." Ahah! Yes, let's. She strode down the street purposefully, heading for the lake.

SepLar smiled at the constable and turned her flesh translucent, revealing the metal skull beneath. "Do not trifle with that you do not understand, constable. You assume that you could capture me, and that I would answer your questions."

SepLar stuck her head out of an alley and looked aroung. Conners running about, civilians panicking and threatening to stampede. "Ideas?" she whispered to Kiellan Yes, actually. We should go talk to the conners. "Not bad. Okay let's get to it." She made her way towards a constable who seemed to be directing the others. "Hello. I was wondering if you could tell me why you need to take such extreme messures to hunt down this suspect?"

SepLar tripped and fell through the portal with a crash, but not before giving the Skybreaker a rude sign with her left hand. She leaned against the wall and breathed out. The Armorlings retreated back into her body with a clicking. She breathed out and ran her hads through her hair.

"Riddle me this, lawman. I wasn't lurking when the announcement was made. I was standing in the market. So, where is your probable cause?" SepLar smiled within her helmet You are very good at this. "Well," she whispered, "I've been around a long time."