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  1. hoki doki. Brains away! Knw: History: 21 Knw: Physical Sciences: 19 Knw: Galactic Lore: 21
  2. Knowledge (Galactic Lore) DC 15: This Moth Like Being Is a member of the lanternian race, A rarely seen species due to their small numbers, all members possess highly resiliant phisiology sufficient to endure harsh climates and respire without oxygen; some of them wield fantastic abilities they claim to be magical in origin; as a rule they're generally a peaceful race with a deep sense of community and personal responsibility. DC 20: This particular Lanternian's white coloration means he was born upon his home-world's moon than the surface of the sun ravaged planet lantern which would've lead to darker colors such as black, grey and brown. they're are few physical differences most possessing taller and lither frames, "Moonborn" as they're called tend to be the most frequent to display strange abilities. DC 25: This is Myothizar A'lira, a Praetorian of the ancient Delzatri empire and the first Lanternian to be born and metamorphose upon the moon after the species escaped their burning world via mass teleportation; Trained not only by a particularly old and powerful Lanternian mystic by the name of Tae'lun in the mystic arts but his fellow praetorians in the finer points of combat he is a far more Intelligent, cunning and powerful being than his poor grasp of galstandard would lead one to believe.
  3. Im afraid he's not very subtle but that doesn't mean we cant try, particularly considering we've got the element of surprise as far as i can tell. Notice check 1d20+6=11
  4. Moon moth carefully considers what follows his nomination "Not quites what my intentions was...so much as getting our rears in the gears and our songs on the same sheet. by having a leader to co-ordinates our efforts." moon moth explains with a circling gesture of his hands. "though you are corrects, now is the times for actions, strategic actions of gathering as many allies as possible and beating back the communions lines in the stands on as many fronts as possibles" he relents "my nomination still stands." he adds with a flick of his antenna as if to punctuate the point before returning his gaze to the map and the barren world he remains highlighting with his illusion, watching it turn ponderously in the simulated map. "I would likes to follow up on my suspicions though; Sister paradigm," he states a little unsure of himself "but I defer to your judgment of where i am most useful."
  5. Ulysses (11) >20Q >Earth Victoria: On Track (9) >Reclaiming the land (2) Moon-Moth (20) 20Q HellQ >Incursion: Meaning In Destruction (10) >Praetorians: Awakening (4) >Reputation >Tales of the praetorians: We are Legion (6) Black Knight 20Q HellQ Reputation
  6. 1. Where are you from? "the moon of the perpetuals burning planet lantern." 2. How would you physically describe yourself? Is this different from how others would? "Fluffy and cute!; I might probably distress peoples with a fear of moths or aliens in general." 3. Do you have any speech characteristics or recurring mannerisms? "Do not speaks good the mouth words, Do not care to learns." 4. What is your motivation? "To protect the innocent, punish the guilty and smite the wicked, beings the biggest damn hero." 5. What are your greatest strengths and weaknesses? "I would say my great number of powerful allies is my greatest strength and my dependence upon my magic my greatest vulnerability." 6. What do love? What do you hate? "Variety, Freedoms and Art are my great loves, The communion, tyranny and oppression I despise more than anything." 7. How would you describe your mental and emotional state? "rattled by circumstances but mostly stable." 8. What do you fear the most? "Failing when i am needed the most." 9. What is your greatest ambition? "Casting down the communion." 10. How do your feel about the state of the world and your place in it? "much of that which was has changed and grown....this is good but at the same time saddening." 11. Do you have any prejudices? How do you get along with others? "I fear i am not beyond them, I would question the motives of a grue and i despise the communion, i try to get along as best i can in general." 12. Where do your loyalties lie? In what order? "The Praetorians, Lanternians and Innocents; such as it is my responsibility." 13. Do you have a lover or partner? How do they feel about you now? "No, not yet, though i hopes to one day." 14. Do your have a family? What is your relationship there like? "I do; It was about averages, loving but with its fair share of upsets and disagreements" 15. How would the people closest to you describe you? "Probably as the sillies." 16. Are you a role model? "I would like very much to be one so i try to act like it." 17. How spiritual are you? Do you follow a relgious tradition? "I am quite spiritual, though Lanternians religion is akin to Terran Buddhism, it is a philosophy about how to live life." 18. Are you part of a team? "I am a member of the Praetorians." 19. How does you feel about the place of metahumans and aliens on Earth? "More variety is nevers bad things." 20. If someone could give one piece of advice to your hero, what would it be? "Who and what you believe in are one in the same. be prepared to fight for them."
  7. Introduction Who are you? Sum yourself up in one sentence. I Am Myothizar, Proud member of the praetorians of fallen Delzatri and adept of the mystic arts. Do you have any nicknames, street names, titles, or nom de plume? I am knowns as The Moon-moth What is your full birth name? Myothizar A’lira, though it makes me feels old! Where do you live? With my fellow surviving praetorians. How old are you? What year were you born (if applicable)? I ams a young adult of barely 200’s biologically, though I am chronologically 2200 after a little nap courtesy of the curator. Physical Traits I am very fluffy where not covered with chitin and mostly white in coloration, save for a few black markings on my wings, which are quite messy, scattering scales. What is your gender? If not applicable, please explain. I am Male. How would you describe your heritage? I was first born amongst my clutch the first lanternian to be born upon the moon to Orodo (my Sire) and Litha (My Dam) two fairly accomplished mages who made the great migration from lantern. How tall are you? I am 6’3†What is your body type? Very slender and perhaps a touch of the weak, though I am plentiful toughness due to the harshness of our original home. Do you have any particular weaknesses, such as allergies or physical disabilities? I have found myself to be very flammable and conductive due to unfortunate accidents that have lead to my abstinence from alcohols. How do you carry yourself? Are you graceful, or heavy on your feet? Can you be stealthy, do you walk with confidence? I likes to thinks I carries myself with poise and grace befitting a praetorian and a lanternian gentlemoth. Describe your skin, eye, and hair color. I am covered mostly in thin and flexible black chitin though it is generaly obscured by tuffs of fur most prominently my pride and joy mane that covers my thorax, generaly only my forearms, hands, knees, shins and feet are not obscured. My eyes are purple, fairly common for lanternians, some believe it is merely the colour we see and that our ability to detect magic is a result of having octarin eyes. How do you wear your hair, if applicable? Do you have facial hair? I like to keep my mane fairly well kept, feathered and poofies; generaly a poorly maintained mane is a sign of sickness or madness but a well-kept one is an attractive quality in a mate for either gender. Do you consider yourself attractive? Do others? I Do not know, if I am honests; I quite like the idea that I am though and I hopes someone out there would be agreeing. Do you have any scars, tattoos, piercings, or birthmarks? I have quite a intricate pattern on mine wings, I have been told they looks like eyes and are either beautiful or highly unsettling. Do you resemble anyone famous? I have been tolds I look somewhat like the sage tae’lun in his youth only with white fur as opposed to brown. Do you have a dominant hand? I am Left hand. What kind of clothing do you wear? Mostly robes to keep my wings from scattering scales everywheres I go. Do you wear makeup? Kind of embarrassing’s to admits but I do some of the times talc my mane and antenna if a mission takes us somewheres nice. What is your vocal range? Is your voice distinctive in some way? I have a fairly deeps voice, though back when I was still getting accustomed to using it It would often get higher and higher as I began to run out of air to project it withs and would become fairly squeaky. Do you have any distinctive habits, nervous tics, or mannerisms? Where did they come from, and what causes them? Do other people notice and remark on these habits? Do they annoy you or other people? I haves a very poor grasp of galstandards; sometimes peoples is annoyed I do not speaks good, I thinks they should listens better. History I was born shortly after the great migration to the moon, spent most of my early life a happy if bored child and took an apprenticeship under sage tae’lun when I reached adolescence; it was under his tutelage parth, who would become my first and closest friend, for little over a century and a half we had quite a few misadventures together, I was somewhat saddened to realise we had lost touch somewhats after I was forwarded to the praetorians, the grim battle with the communion had made me realize how fleeting even our long lives can be and I had intended to return to lantern on my next leave and the rest is history. Where do you come from? The moon of a small planet with a damaged atmosphere we called lantern, for with the coming of each dawn it would ignite like one. Have you made any major moves, or do you live in your hometown? My entire race made a quite major move when they teleported from lanterns catacombs to the surface of its moon, though I was little more than a twinkle in my dams eyes at the time. Do you feel loyal to your country of citizenship? Do you consider yourself patriotic? How do you feel about the government of your country? I feel loyalties lie primarily with praetorians and my people, the council of elders was fairly competent in the time I lived under them, though we did not have many issues short of making the dangerous trip to lanterns surface to gather resources and food. I would however not allow such feelings to get in my way should they pursue causes I do not believe in. How do you feel about the place you come from? It was very borings for me; though I was somewhat isolated from others of my age group so I wouldn’t know if I was missing out on anything that would’ve made me want to stay more. Where is your home town? What was/is it like? On the northen hemisphere of lanterns moon is a small gathering of stone homes built around a much grander if still remarkably plain structure, the monestary observatory of the mystics, it was a fairly cold and quiet place, though the view was unrivalled, be it the chromatic wonders of the nebulae or lantern blazing. Growing up, were most of the people you knew similar to you, or were you somehow a minority? How did that affect you? I was the first lanternian to be born and metamorphose on the moons surface, so I developed a white colouration unseen before, though I was accepted in spite of it; it was not until I had proven to have more intuitive connection to our mystic traditions that I began to recive what I believe is called “stink-eyesâ€, from jelous peers and easily spooked children to whom I appeared wreathed in prismatic flames thanks to our arcane sight. Is there something you've always been really good at or really bad at? How has that affected your life? I have always enjoyed a somewhat deeper connection to the forces we invoke with our mysticism, though it has lead to some heartache it has also allowed me to represent my people as a whole to the galactic community and intervene where lesser mystics might not have had the power. Were there any traumatic experiences in your early years (death of a family member, abandonment, orphaned at an early age)? Not particularly, lanternians are biologicaly immortal and live safe if boring lives so I was spared bereavement as a child, though it hit me somewhat heavily when my first none lanternian friends died in battle around me. Briefly describe a defining moment in your childhood and how it influenced your life. I remember quite vividly watching tae’lun open a portal to lanterns surface with a few gestures and reach through to pull a gatherer, about to be caught in the blazing wall of atomic fire that was the dawn though to safety. It is what inspired me to persue my natural talent in magic for the benefit of others. What stupid things did you do when you were younger? Myself and parth had many misadventures but the most notorious one was when we decided to prank a meal in our youth, barely 80 years old we did not understand why food was so important on our barren moon (we could so easily return to lantern and gather more after all) so we poured a great deal of spices into a stew meant for the whole monastery. Tae’lun was of course furious with us and for our punishment had us accompany a gatherer expedition to the surface where we gained a keen understanding of just how hostile our former home world was and how much the gatherers risked in there providing for us first hand…poor parth had a blistered carapace for weeks after before tae’lun relented and taught us the magic to heal one another. Where did you go to school? How much school did you have, and did you enjoy it? I studied under tae’lun with parth for around a century and a half, it was highly enjoyable learning how to commune with the greater forces of the cosmos, learn the history and culture of our people from a moth old enough to have seen most of it and spend time amongst people who held me in esteem. Do you have any mementos of your childhood? What are they, and why did you keep them? If you have none, why not? My favourite silk robe, dark magenta with silver designs, it was made from the remains of the cocoon I metamorphosed from by my Dam, I keep it to remind me I was not always a powerful mystic and that I am still very much fallible. Other than that, I have a small simple friendship bracelet made by parth to remind me I wasn’t completely alone and not to let sadness consume me. When did you decide to become a hero? Why? Did anyone influence you one way or another in the decision? If I am totally honest with myself, it is mostly to prove to myself and others that I am not a monster or freak. Is the reason you give people for becoming a hero different than your real reason? If so, why? Yes, it is a poor and selfish reason to do what I do and one I am attempting to change. Do you have any deep, dark secrets in the past that may come back to haunt you? None, a side from a few misadventures with parth I was a fairly boring child. Do you represent yourself as being different from who you really are? Why? No, I am proud of my people and our culture, as well as what I have made myself. If you do have these secrets, what do you fear would happen if the truth became known? How far would you go to protect those secrets? If I did have such secrets I would fear further isolation and rejection from the few people who had been my peers and would probably do more than I am willing to admit to keep them. Do you have any sort of criminal record? If so, is it public knowledge? None, though I am fairly certain there is a stuff old elder who would very much like to have had me expelled from the monastery after our little prank with the food, possibly why I was forwarded unanimously for the praetorians. Family What are your biological parents' names? Orodo and litha A’lira Were you raised by them? If not, please explain and describe who raised you. I was raised by them for the first 50 or so years of my life, seeing me into and through my metamorphosis before leaving home to take up apprenticeship under tae’lun. What was their standing in the community? What did/do they do for a living? They were both of them artists, my mother a tailor and my father something of a tinkerer, trying to bring joy into our somewhat plain and silent home, they were well regarded in the community for there efforts to entertain. Where are your parents now? I Do not know for certain, I had recived word they’d migrated from lanterns moon to explore the wider empire, my father was very intrigued by the science of the delzatri and my dam wanted to seek inspiration for her clothes. Did your family stay in one area or move around a lot? Before first contact with the delzatri; we remained in our small home upon our small moon, our magic as a whole was not powerful enough to carry us to another planet let alone out of our star system, I believed that was what tae’lun was concerning himself with in our training, attempting to push the great migration ritual to carry us to a new more pleasant home. How did you get along with their parents? How do you get along with them now (if applicable). I have always enjoyed a pleasant if distant relationship with my parents, up until my abduction by the curator. How do your parents view you now, or how would they? I would hope they look upon me with pride and did not fall into despair when I was lost to them. Do you have any siblings? If so how many and what are their names? Describe your relationship with them. I have two younger brothers and a younger sister, Loke, Orin and Shari, we were close for the most part, though we had our disputes and arguments as any siblings do. What was your birth order in the family? Firstborn, eldest son. Where are your siblings now (if applicable)? Do they have families of their own? What do they do? Last I heard they had scattered to the far corners of the empire to pursue there interests on the more diverse peoples of the empire. Loke as a writer, Orin as a cook and little Shari as an actress. Do you stay in touch with them or have you become estranged? To my regret I did not keep in contact with anyone once I was accepted into the praetorians, I was too concered with making new friends and a good impression to keep up communication with my family or my dear friend parth. Do you love or hate one member of the family in particular? I have always held my siblings in high regards, leading me to crow at their accomplishments. Is any member of the family special to you in any way (perhaps, as a confidant, mentor, or arch-rival)? I was somewhat closer to my Dam than my sire; though for his part it was more his constant tinkering and the dangerous nature of his devices that kept us apart. It was my dam who encouraged me to take up tae’lun on his offer of apprenticeship and made me the person I am today. Are there any black (or white) sheep in the family (including you)? If so, please explain. Not in particular, we all had little issues with one another. Do you have a notorious or celebrated ancestor? If so, please explain, including how it has affected your life. None that I am aware of. Do you have a partner and children currently? If so, please describe them. No, I am currently a bachelor If you do not have a partner or children, do you want them someday? How firm are you in your opinion on this, and what might change your mind? Yes, If I am lucky enough to find love. What type of person would be your ideal mate? Someone who understands and comforts but at the same time has there own opinions and is not overly clingy. Relationships Do you have any close friends? If so, please describe them, and how you came to be close to them. Parth larunzi; a very mischievous slate grey moth, the last to metamorphose upon lanterns surface, we became close after a somewhat tense rivalry to become tae’luns favorite student. Do you have a best friend? If so, how did they become your best friend? How close are you to your best friend? I try not to play favorites when it comes to people. If you were to go missing, who would worry about you? I hope no one worried too much about me when I was abducted by the curator, though of all those whom I knew, I feel parth and my Dam would’ve been the most likely to rage at my loss than mourn my departure. Have you lost any loves? If so, how did it happen, and what did you do? I have lost a great many close friends in the final push against the communion, I tried my best to honour their sacrifice and redoubled my efforts to push the enemy back and out of our territories. Do you have any bitter enemies? If so, please describe them and their history with you. The communion, soulless machines that walk around in puppets of flesh and dared wear the faces of those we’d sworn to protect as they tore down their homes; of all the foes I have faced in my time as a praetorian there are none I can honestly claim to hate more. If you have enemies, how do you think they might attempt to work against you in the future? The communion for all their advanced technology and horrific tactics are somewhat bereft of creative thought and as such very predictable, there is little variation in there approach save to incorporate new, more efficient and often terrifying means to achieve their goals. What is the worst thing someone has done to you? Made me kill civilians by converting them into terror drones with nanite vectors. Where do your loyalties lie? In what order? My friends and family, the praetorians, the lanternians, the delzatri and innocent life in the universe. Who or what do you trust the most? Why? I believe greatly in sister paradigm, she is very humble despite her great power and though she has her opinions she weighs her fellow praetorians equally against it or so I believe. Who or what do you despise? Why? The communion, evil mystics and the wicked in general, for their crimes against life, their sullying of our arts and name and there acts of cruelty and destruction. What qualities do you admire most in other people? Are these qualities you possess? Variety, be it physical, spiritual, cultural or mental, the universe would be a very boring place if we were all the same. What qualities do you hate most in other people? Do you have any of those qualities? Lack of empathy, detachment, prejudice; I am not above these things I am ashamed to admit, I would question the motives of a grue as readily as any lor and have often cast aside personal feelings to do what I felt had to be done, though I was not always right. Do you have a secret identity? If so, who knows it? Do you hide it from people who are close to you? Why? No, All know me as Myothizar A’lira, the moon-moth and call me what they will. Do you work well on teams and in groups? Are you a leader or a follower? I like to think I am a helpful team-mate though I serve better as a follower than a leader. Are you on a super team? If so, how do you get along with your comrades? Do you trust them, or do you have secrets from them? I am a member of the praetorians and they have my loyalty so long as they deserve it, I get on with some better than others but I would not plot against them nor prioritize others over them. Are you a member of any church, fraternal organization, club, committee, political party, or other group? How much time do you spend on that? No. Personality & Beliefs Who are your heroes? Tae’lun, the sage who partook in the ritual to carry us safely as a race entire to our barren and yet more hospitable moon and served as my mentor. Did you ever become disillusioned with former heroes or idols? If so, why and what were the circumstances? Tae’lun has proven himself to be wise, though I wonder if he is quite so wise as others claim him to be, he himself has said nothing to dissuade these opinions himself. Do you like being a hero? If so, what is the most rewarding part? If not, what makes you keep doing it? I very much enjoy being a praetorian helping and protecting people in general and being looked upon with the admirations. Is there anything that would make you give up hero work, or even switch sides? None that I can think of…maybe some form of extensive hypno-indoctrination or torture. What are your short term goals (what would you like to be doing within a year)? Stop the communions current incursion. What are your long term goals (what would you like to be doing twenty years from now)? Eradicate the communion from the annals of time, space and mind. What is your greatest fear? Why? What do you do when something triggers this fear? I fear most Failing when it counts most. I would act in the manner I believe wisest and pray for the best. Is there anything you would give you life for? Many things, life entire, freedom of thought, speech and belief, the right to pursue happiness and to protect the diversity of the races of the cosmos, my friends and my people, though only as a last resort in each case. How do you feel about money and material wealth? Do you desire it or disdain it? Are you miserly with what you have, or do you like to share? Is it a mark of success, or a means to an end? It confused my at first, living as lanternians do, but I have come to appreciate its necessity and that the galaxy seems to turn on it for better or worse. How do you generally treat others? As I would like to be treated. Are you a trusting person? Has your trust ever been abused? In general yes to both, though fortunately usualy only for amusement by bored sapients. Are you introverted (shy and withdrawn) or extroverted (outgoing)? Do you have a lot of self-confidence? I am very loud and boisterous I feel, very glad to be alive still. How do you act around attractive, available members of your preferred sex? Like a gentlemoth. What are your most annoying habits? My involuntary and constant shedding of scales from my wings, annoying to me as much as others when it clogs the sonic shower or makes my quarters look dirty. Do you feel contempt for any general category of people? Who are they, and why? Evil mystics, they have shunned their responsibility to the universe in persuit of petty, fleeting material things. What is your favorite food? Do you prefer any particular type of food? Do you take the time to enjoy your food, or do you eat as fast as you can? I try a little bit of everything, particularly things I haven’t ever had before, though I have a preference for sweet gourds and savory meats. What is your favorite drink (alcoholic or otherwise)? Particularly sweet fruit juices, I have abstained from alchahol after an incident revealed that I am highly flammable. What is your favorite treat (dessert)? I greatly enjoy icecream, Are there any specific foodstuffs that you find disgusting or refuse to eat? Fermented fish. What is your favorite color? Are there any colors you dislike? I greatly enjoy dark shades of purple, and dislike pale shades of yellow. What sort of music do you like? Is there any that you hate? I have a preference for classical pieces but I do not particularly hate any genre so much as specific songs. If you have a favorite scent, what is it? Cinnamon! Do you have a favorite animal? I like insects, they’re like little cousins to me. What is your most treasured possession? Why? A toss up between my cocoon robe and bracelet, both of them are little pieces of a home and people I am unsure if exist anymore. Do you enjoy "roughing it", or do you prefer your creature comforts? I prefer to have access to amenities as Spartan as they may be. This mane doesn’t maintain itself! Is there a job or a task you would absolutely refuse to do? Repair electronic devices, I am also very conductive to electricity. Do you consider yourself a spiritual person? If so, how do your beliefs affect your life?How important is it to you? I am something of a spiritualist, I believe in the sanctity of life and personal freedoms, it has made it somewhat easy for me to deal with stressful situations and trying times. Was your faith influenced or molded by anyone special? My time amongst the varied members of the praetorians has lead me to appreciate them for there differences rather than in spite of them. If you belong to a religious organization, how often do you attend? Do you have a specific place of worship, or friends within the organization? How much do you agree with the beliefs of your organization? No. Could you kill? Have you killed? I with great remorse and regret could, though I have been mercifully spared such circumstances so far. What circumstances led to you forming that conviction, or taking that action? I was once given a premonition in a dream about a pending disaster and managed to intervene, preventing a device from detonating and collapsing a mine on the heads of the miners working in spite of calls for a general strike, one spell keenly cast could prevent more damage than I could ever hope to heal. Are there circumstances under which you believe it is permissible to kill? What are they? When all other options have been exhausted. How would you react to watching someone kill another person? Would your reaction be different if the killer was a friend or an enemy of yours? I would in general be a little disgusted if it were not for a reason I would have considered myself; I would be quite shocked to see tae’lun forced to kill someone and horrified to see playful mischievous parth driven to such an act. I was enraged to watch the communion murder entire populations in its ravenous quest. How would you react if something important was stolen from you? I would chase the object to the ends of the universe and recover it by any means nessicary over however long it took, though I am fortunate in that which I hold precious holding little material value to others. How would you react to public humiliation? I would be saddened and humiliated. How would you react if a good friend or relative were purposely or accidentally killed? Has it happened to you? I would fall into a deep despair if I had the time to do so, or be swift in bringing justice to their killer if they were murdered purposely. What do you consider to be the worst crime someone could commit and why? Violations of the mind, body and soul. If your life were to end in 24 hours, what five things would you do in those remaining hours? I would attend to any unfinished business I had left, and if I could spend it with my family and friends all in one place I would bend my every energy to making it so. Career & Training Do you have any special training in your hero skills? If so, where and how did you get it? I was trained in mysticism by tae’lun on lanterns moon after he learned of my intuitive connection to magic. Who taught you the most about your heroing abilities? What was your relationship with that person? Surprisingly Parth, with our rivalry and mischief making we probably helped to push each other to our limits and beyond, though tae’luns ponderous lessons are what gave us the knowledge to so. Do you have any particularly unusual skills? How did you acquire them? I am quite an accomplished artist or so I like to think, I mostly developed the skill in an attempt to be closer to my dam and sire who were both creators of works of beauty. Do you do something besides hero work for a living? Have you ever done anything else, or do you plan to? I do not, though I am fairly certain I could make a modest salary on my works of art. What is your preferred combat style? Ranged harassment. Have you ever received any awards or honours? It was the greatest honour to be called brother by my fellow praetorians. What skill areas would you like most to improve in? Is there anything you can't do that you wish desperately you could? I would like to improve my diplomatic training somewhat, to foster relations between people better. How do you act around people who are more skilled than you in areas you'd like to improve? Are you jealous, or do you try and learn? I would eagerly learn from any who would teach me something I have yet to discover myself. Lifestyle & Hobbies What is a normal day for you? How do you feel when something interrupts this routine? Generaly I would wake up, take a sonic shower, clean up my quarters and meditate before breakfast, then do whatever was scheduled for the day, it is slightly annoying when it was interrupted but understandable. Do you have any hobbies, or interests outside hero work? What are they, and where did you pick them up? I enjoy weaving artistic illusions and constructs when I have free time and there is nothing more intresting to do, mediate on the observation deck when its quiet enough and read. What do you do for fun? Dance and sing, paint and spin illusions of impossible things. Do you have a costume? What does it look like? Not in particular, I do not wear my cocoon robe into battle incase it should be damaged, defaulting to either a standard issue delzatri jumpsuit or something replaceable but recognizable. How do you normally dress when not in costume? I wear robes in general, my cocoon robe to important events. What do you wear to bed most nights? Generaly nothing. Do you wear any special jewelry? What is it, and what does it look like? My friendship bracelet is important to me, weaved from petrified black plantfibers fibres from lantern itself and threaded with purple glass beads. Do you have a special place where you keep your valuables? Under my bed in an emptied field ration box What's your preferred means of local travel? How about long distance? I prefer to walk if possible and fly in our aquilla ship, teleporting and floating are flagrant uses of power and I fear I would atrophy even further if I did not use my limbs what little I do. Miscellaneous Have you ever made a will, or tried to make arrangements for your death? What provisions did you make? I have not, for I possess very little but souvenirs of past adventures and interesting planets and peoples I have met, I would trust in myfriends to divide and give them as they see fit. If your features were to be destroyed beyond recognition, is there any other way of identifying your body? What a disturbing thought! I imagine I could be recognized by my dna or dental records…or simply being the only lanternian my friends knowthe location of. What would you like to be remembered for after your death? That I opposed the wicked. Do you believe you pose a threat to the public? Why or why not? As much as I would like to think otherwise, To believe I am not is folly, I am a very powerful mystic and as fallible as the next moth. What do you perceive as your greatest strength? My great number of very powerful and loyal friends What do you perceive as your greatest weakness? Dependance upon my magic. As a player, if you could, what advice would you give your character? Speak as if he/she were sitting right here in front of you. Use proper tone so they might heed your advice... Do right and fear not, Stand tall and hold fast.
  8. General Information >HellQ >20Q >Reputation 2000 Years Ago. >Tales of the Praetorians: We are Legion Here and now. >Praetorians: Awakening >Incursion: Meaning In Destruction
  9. 1d20=6 Oh the joys of participation.
  10. feeling his chest puff up a little with pride at being told he wasn't ignorant Ulysses follows behind at a medium distance, remaining vigilant as possible in doing so for the gleam of brass or the soft click of gears, ready to if need be, intervene if something should go wrong. "maybe she's just taken up the name because of similar circumstances...like Mr ludd or one of them legacies floating around." he muses outloud. <Hope singh and bob are OK; probably gonna have to cut this vacation short..> he muses to himself, forgetting he's currently in telepathic contact as he trudges along through the cave, <can't go anywhere without stuff like this being sprung on me.>
  11. Ulysses can't help but feel sad as he walks through the slums; having been on the railway all his life he'd learned to look past the colours and creeds of the service staff and his various firemen firemen and as much as he wanted to he couldn't help but feel great empathy for what he knew in his heart to be his fellow men, opting instead to simply follow synapse with his head bowed ever so slightly in shame. o "I'd agree...but let me ask you about this Annie key before we go in....she's a young mixed ethnicity girl right?" he mutters as he examins the half hearted wall scribblings "probably feels like she doesn't belong anywhere when all of a sudden this cult moves in and gives her a place and a purpose...might not be too late to talk her down....so if i freak out like i did back in that opium house and come out swinging and steaming i want you to turn your brain bullets on me before i so much as lay a hand on 'er." he says solemnly. Proceeding to clap his hands together "besides, girls a genius im sure a nice place in the sappers with the good captain would do her a world of good." with a hearty chuckle he gives a slight bow "usualy im for age before beauty but i think it might be best if brains and skill go in before brute force and blind ignorance."
  12. Moon-moth remains quiet throughout the holo-briefing as he examines the photographic memory of the map it replaced, only somewhat vaguely aware of what the company is doing as he turns this tragic situation over in his mind again and again, comparing it to the battle-maps he'd seen before there final push against the communion and what little talk the more dedicated tacticians were having he'd overheard. <Similars...but at this times differences...still predictables though...diminutive blessings.> he muses, adding the revelation of the curator being this Lor's son to the "deal with this later" pile, he waits for the chatter to die down before speaking up. "As if there were ever any doubt, sister paradigm...moon-moth stands besides his friends." he says first, chest puffed out with pride "I have noticed something of a patterns in the foes movements and believes i am fairly certains of where is next to fall prey to this terrifying new technology of theirs...I am unfamiliar with the system however...." he says as he brings up an illusion of the map as he saw it with the potential target ringed in red. "Sister Elite is by far a more astute tacticals thinker than myself though i would weigh her opinions on such matters more heavily than mine owns." he says before taking a deep breath and sitting as up right as he can. "I would also likes to put forth what i believes to be a pressing issue for your considerations brothers and sisters....we are leaderless and diminished...we must move with swift and terrible fury for certains...but we will require unity if it is to be more than a suicidals charge." he says "I Would propose we elect a new leader and with this same breath nominate sister paradigm for the rank of Imperatrix of the praetorians."
  13. Ulysses silently but surely nods his head and with singh in his arms takes off at top speed for the hospital, taking as much care as he can to avoid opening or agitating the wound without sparing any speed, not caring who sees him doing what as he streaks towards the hospital in quiet reflection. "There, there, Lad; you'll be back on your feet in no time...just relax and let me and madam synapse clear up this nasty bit of business...you give bob my regards if you see him, wont you?" he says trying to sound like his usual merry self and reassure his injured ally as he hands him over to the hospital staff lingering a few moments more to see him off before heading back towards the opium den, he finds himself halfway out of the doors when the adrenalin finally wears off and his limbs grow heavy from his exertions. <Now is no time to be feeling old and making excuses, Alex...theres work to be done.> he reprimands himself as he grits his teeth and pushes himself through the fatigue and streaks back towards the opium den.
  14. I think I will spend my last one on recovering from fatigue and run singh to the hospital.
  15. Ulysses silence is suddenly broken when he feels yet another voice enter his mind and worse yet attempt to usurp his control, his cold silent rage flares white hot in an instant and says in a momentarily calm voice "You Dare?; FOOL, it is you who is the slave." he growls swatting at the two cultists foolish or possibly drugged enough to stand in his way, almost absentmindedly in the gesture, as if trying to push away a pair of insistent if large dogs though still sending them sailing away into the "Ruled over by foolish superstition and absurd tradition, you ignorant drug addled SWINE!" he thunders before closing the gap and with a shaking raised arm swipes his backhand against the priests cheek, grimacing even as he begins feeling some strangely quiet contentment in seeing the man silenced. "You and your fear-mongering Ilk will never hold sway over me." he says, more to himself than the unconscious man in laying sprawled before him, before turning to regard singh, eyes wide with worry and rushing over to him, not sure what to do, he refrains from moving him in fear of making the wounds worse, he looks desperately to Synapse, remembering how calm and collected she'd been dealing with Uncle Bob, relating his plea for assistance with his expression.
  16. Save Vs Soporific 1d20+10=20 Attacking the first thugee thug. 1d20+8=13 Taking down the second if applicable 1d20+8=10 Hmm Not so hot this time, though ill Surge, move up too and smack the preist regardless (there are just some things a man's gotta do!) 1d20+8=22 much nicer!
  17. ulysses gasps in shock as the cold water from tsunami's stream washes over him, and dirties his clothes with bits of river sediment and monster mass, but now is not the time to be distracted, he reminds himself as he squares up with the creature; it clearly immense resilience and inorganic nature leads Ulysses to conclude that holding back is neither necessary nor prudent, the two flying ladies being swatted out of the air pressing for a swift resolution to this conflict is what clinches it for him and with a low growl he draws back his fist and swings in a short sharp ark at the creatures knee with all the power and desperation he can muster, striking it with such force he feels it reverberate back up his arm along his hardened skin and reinforced bones. naturaly he is somewhat aghast to see that even at his fullest power the creature was gaining little more than scratches from his blows. "looks like it might be a matter of attrition!" he yells back, not entirely sure of how useful this information is himself but feeling better said and not needed than needed and not said.
  18. All out power attacking the earth monster 1d20+8=28
  19. "Indeeds, I must confess myself no seasoned warrior...my peoples were driven to unity by the hardships of home and had no needs for the wage of wars." he says folding his wings away before they can make more mess "But we are by no means weaklings...I assures you When the Metaphorical hits the proverbial, you shalls not be needing to carryings me on yours back." puffing up his chest a little project his confidence in his competance and capabilities. "Though, I am moving somewhat swiftly in the mind and with such able allies to be learnings from i will swiftlies be able to pick up these useful Knowings." he adds in an attempt to not sound arrogant or dismissive of what is clearly an important part of their cultures. "But I Talks about myself too much; I am curiousness abouts you brothers!; What are your homes and peoples like?" he asks squeaking a little bit again "you both seem plentiful mightiness, what manner of trials and triumphs forges such fearsomes warriors?"
  20. Can I make a knowledge tactics roll to see if i believe the communion has overextended itself by striking at the center of the lor empire rather than slowly advancing through its territories and if it is in line with usual communion tactics and if its possible to sever this limb more effectively with a Swift and furious strike?.
  21. Moon-Moth followed, bringing up the rear in silence, mostly to afford himself time to think and partially to keep the few of his surviving allies in sight so he might better react to any threats that could jump out on them in the curators seemingly silent ring world. <The Communion returns? our victory was at great cost with the backing of the most powerful interstellar empire in this galaxy...they did not withdraw till nigh total obliteration either...this does not bode well....i fear we do not has the numbers to repulse them a second time on such short notice> his mind flickering back to the horrific sight of numerous bodies floating lifelessly in the void before him at the site of the final battle and what had proven to be the last stand for over half their numbers, they'd not even had time to bury them; sadness once again taking root in his heart. <I must build them a memorial worthy of their sacrifices when we have beaten back the Communion once again and I has the times.> he resolves, hardening his heart and bringing his attention back to the matter at hand, getting a glimpse at the somewhat unfamiliar map...desperately trying to convince himself it was simply comically incorrect despite the growing dread in the deepest, truest part of himself and the nagging of his brain insisting that the curators knowledge of the cosmos is nigh beyond reproach; Slumping into the offered seat rather worriedly. "It seems there is many retributions to be delivered upon our great enemy....on both behalf of our brothers and sisters that fell and the rest of the universe....and few times to be doing it with." he comments gesturing at the swathes of silver rings and biting back his anger at Kharag's laughter at this time of mourning, none the less bolts of prismatic lightning occasionally bridging and traveling up his antenna like a Jacobs ladder plainly displaying his agitation "So let us not be frivolous with our times, boogieng around the questions, friend." he says rather evenly as he rests his fluffy elbows on the tables surface and steeples his slender Chitinous fingers.
  22. It feels like time slows down around him as he sets eyes on singh slumped and bleeding on the opium house floor with two thugs standing over him, horror flooding his mind at the sight of the boisterous captain laid low and the thugs screaming and dancing around him blades glinting in the partial light in some wicked dance, cold rage rising within his mind as he observes himself traverse the distance between himself and the thugs and lashes out with his monstrous might before they can so much as turn to look at him, he feels a jaw shatter as his blow turns a head and carries on through to impact the side of another, sending both men sprawling away into the miasma of the opium and whatever other pungent unguents sully the air. Ulysses spares a brief glance to the captain; in his right mind he would have normally opted to disengage and carry the captain to safety but the steel wheels in his mind were in motion and could not be derailed till they'd finished; so he turns away and returns to face his own assailants with a steely glare.somewhat thicker than usual plumes of steam escaping from the corners of his mouth and nostrils as he huffs, not even aware of being attacked by them, simply picking them because they were the most immediate problem.
  23. Moth feels a pang of self disgust for being so rude to his new friend and honorary brother "apologizes, my mouth outruns my mind" he says with a deeper bow of his head, not wanting to ignore his faux pas but glad of the oppertunity to change the subject "I am unfamiliar with breathing, our people migrated to our satellite, our home was inhospitable due to damage in the ozone, every dawn would cause our world to burn, lacking an atmosphere in our new home we speaks in hand words, i speak not good the mouth words and...." Gasping loudly to rapidly refil his lungs when the thought occurs to him"...Forget to refil for making sound some of the times." "happens to be that mine wings are atrophied to vestigial." he adds in "no air to fly in...wonder we stills metamorphose them at maturity...maybe is just for pretty?" he asks flaring them to show the patterns and inadvertently scattering the scales his robe had been keeping hold of "....messy though."
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