Rekindling Old Flames (Sinder)
After dressing the part, Sinder reaches out to someone he knew in town once. Pretty well actually, turns out they were going to get married! Her name then was Little Bird Sunrise, although people often called her Thunderbird behind her back due to her fiery temper. With confidence, and a little trepidation, Sinder sets out to meet her.
She lives in the traditional area of town, as Sinder moves through town it becomes apparent the place is a mix of modern technology (some very much advanced) and traditional Native American living. Reaching her home, Sinder is greeted like an old friend. Apparently she was really ok with it when he said “let’s just be friends” so many years ago.
Inviting him in the two catch up on old days and the conversation eventually lands on the business at hand. She looks forlorn for a moment before answering.
“Fort Comanche straddles two worlds. We know the ways of technology helped bring about the fall of man and the dark ages. Thus, it is a two edged sword. Our chieftain, Quanah is very worldly, he ventured far in his youth and knows the value of trade and machines. He has brokered a deal to build a new Northern Gun facility here. They are building a very large site in areas that some feel remain sacred.
Many, including my husband Mukwooru, a spirit talker, feel our city is becoming too much like the men of the Golden Age and we will invite wrath upon our city.”
She sighs deeply as she shows Sinder some local news reports of murders at the Northern Gun construction site. The bodies had been hacked to pieces and traditional Native American symbols written at the scene in blood.
“Tensions are high in the city. So far, these murders have only lead to blame. Our lawmen have not found any leads.”
Sunrise nearly jumps out of her seat as a crow caws from the window sill.
“A bad omen.”
Law & Disorder (Timothy, Gale)
The law enforcement office is a fairly modern building made to look like an old west structure and is conveniently located near the saloon and entertainment district. It has a porch with an overhang and a very sturdy looking addition on the back no doubt serves as a holding area for criminals and drunks. A black bird sits on the railing of the porch, waiting the two legionnaires approach. Inside there is a front desk a few offices and door marked “Armory”.
Approaching the front desk Tim is greeted with a raised eyebrow by the deputy on duty. Full conversion cyborgs must be rare in these parts. The guy actually seems like he’s seen Gale’s people before as the four-armed flying birdman doesn’t raise as much interest. Between Tim’s offer of help and Gale’s winning personality the Deputy gives a little sitrep.
“Given the look of you boys, I figure a little warning is in order. The town is on edge. The trads are complaining about technology bringing another apocalypse and some wacko has been murder folks up at the NG construction site. We’ve been warning high tech travellers,”
he stops to give Tim a long up and down look, “to be vigilant, be about their business, and stay off the streets.”
In the News (Cory, Merlaggon)
Not far from the Law Enforcement Office Cory and Merl find the local news outlet, the Comanche Chronicle.
The Chronicle seems to be a combination of newspaper and blog. Cory easily finds terminals inside the lobby showing current headlines, weather, and opinion pieces. Without much trouble she finds the biggest news of the day, murder at the NG construction site. Researching through older articles she learns that the local Chief negotiated a big deal with Northern Gun to set-up shop in the area. It was hailed as big move to turn Fort Comanche into a regional trading hub. However, there were opposed voices. One of the loudest voices was a guy named Mukwooru, a young local shaman with a bit of a firebrand bent. After doing any other research the pair head back out onto the street.
Outside a crowd has formed, a young man dressed in traditional garb (who Cory recognizes from the news articles as Mukwooru) is giving a soap box speech to a very roused audience. A gaggle of crows sits on a nearby rooftop watching the proceedings like macabre spectators. When Cory and Merlaggon appear, more than one person gives them the stink eye.
“Friends, what has befallen our people is our own fault. We dig in the places of our ancestors and upset our grandfathers and grandmothers. More and more tragedy will befall us unless we return to the old ways.”
From his elevated position the shaman sees Merlaggon’s human form towering above others nearby then spots Cory. He seems to key up on her, no doubt sensing her mystic abilities. He calls out to her, “You my young friend. You know the ways of the spirits and see the world outside our walls. No doubt trusting in the spirits is better than trusting in the machines of men?”
Under Construction (Fell, Lail, Qooat)
Heading back outside the fortress to the construction site, Fell, Lail, and Qooat don’t get too close. The site is fenced in with a large sign that says “Future site of Northern Gun Mid-Western Showroom”. An artist’s rendition of the sleek ultramodern mall has been marked up with unfamiliar symbols. In addition to the fence, a line of police tape and a lone deputy standing guard block the entrance to the site.
From his limited knowledge of civil engineering and architecture Qooat is pretty sure the whole in the ground is big enough to pour the foundation of the building pictures. Inside the hole are excavators and other machinery consistent with a large scale building project. He can also spot more police tape around various sites inside the fence. Despite the nice day, no one seems to be working at the site.
Looking around Lail spots all sorts of tracks. Heavy machinery, police vehicles, construction worker boot prints, and just about everything else you’d expect to see at a construction site. As she scouts around the edge of the fence she is certain a black crow is watching her and laughing at her. Although that could just be the micronians talking.