is able to enjoy some some with his new temporary friend. But when stories turn to the Peacemaker they become real interesting. The conversation goes on for hours into the night. However once he gets back and his head clears Kharis realizes the pirate ship this guy was talking about could not have been the Peacemaker they fought. The description of the vessel was a much smaller runner than the full sized Corsair that harried the Remorseless out of the asteroid field a few weeks back. As Kharis comes to the realization the ship he was hunting is called the Peacebringer, not the Peacemaker. Unfortunately, try as he might Kharis was not able to find others who had even so much as heard about the thing. It was like the ship was to small and unimportant for locals on Phase World to even care.
Meanwhile @Death Otter
finds her efforts far more interesting. Looking for information on the Peacebringer she score across a load of interesting data, most of it random wiki entries she was unable to stop reading for two days. But once she got her head centered she was able to get back on track. An alert on her laptop started letting her know some interesting stuff had come up. Sure most of her bugs got stopped by firewalls and security features. But there is always the guy who breaks the rules and downloads that mysterious file.
When one of those guys is none other than a former crew member of the Peacebringer she can see his emails also include a second invitation. It seems Durack is planning something exciting as he is offering to bring the guy back on at twice his previous pay. Whatever the big score is they say it will only be for a few days. The location indicated is simply. “Come meet us at Grandma’s, we will be there until the crew is full. First come first serve, but with your special skills we are willing to wait.”
’s effort are partially rewarded as she does luck out and learn of the locations of the Peacebringer in a manor. Or more likely she hears of a few systems they enjoy recruiting from. Seems the Peacebringer has a bit of an obsession with an area of space known as the Inner Dark. A Lawless region never claimed by any empire for more than a brief period of time. And a soft spot for techno wizards to boot. When combining that information with Death Otters the two are able to find a Techno Wizard who works in the system of Peral 5 known as Grandma. Supposedly she runs a large scale pirating operation and many ships solicit the services offered by her men, or is it women? How hard is it to find a renowned Techno Wizard when you already know the system she lives in?
Hitting heads and asking questions is the kind of thing @Sa’Maku
is really good at. So when he has the opportunity to approach a table full of tiny humanoids and ask some questions he is not surprised when they start answering. Afterall, following the first demonstration none of them are willing to go for their weapons again.
“We did not work for Durack directly. We were hired as boarders. We worked for Angelus he liked to hire cybered up people like us for boarding crews because it was easier to stay ahead of the competition. But we left that stuff. They were mean, and evil.”
Taking a drink one of the other guys looks into his glass. “Angelus was a Naruni repobot or something. But they bought him and he got upgraded somehow. I mean you are not even supposed to be able to do that to Naruni stuff but...”
“When he says upgraded he mean big time. He still looks like a repobot but he is bigger, and tougher. And he has all kinds of TW enhancements he carries. The thing is he uses it for like torture and stuff. He has this thing on his shoulder that can drain your soul from you as it kills you, and he takes special pleasure in using it on mages. That guy is bad news man, stay away from him.”
Shaking his head the guys get up to leave. “Worst part is they wont even care we told you. He has a reputation, and he like it to get known.”
finds his conversation interesting. Turns out a little bit of effort helping and a lot of listening can help a guy learn so much others would just ignore. As the conversation wonders it eventually turns to chatting randomly about strange stuff when conversation turns towards pirates and the Peacebringer Jocobi is surprised by what he hears. “I actually know this crew your talking about. Sure nough one of em come in here needin help wit fixing some broken toys.
“Guy was en elf, big, near as 7’ tall and skinny asa bean pole. He has some kind of acid damage all over his gear, some of it down right burned through everything. Said that he en some friends were in the aea and their smith was murdered. So they needed ta get their toys fixed and prepare some revenge. Conversation went on for a while as he shopped and this old elf ended up sharing his friend was a fellow dwarf. Well i decided to take back the junk I was gonna sell him and gave him the good stuff instead. I don’t nermly like dem elves, but he was avenging a brother. So I passed on sending im out wit gear would break on im.”
Smashing his knuckle as he turned a wrench the old guy appears to not even notice the blood coming. “Funny thing, I was nosy and uses my lences on da elf. Well he looked like some sort of demi-god, he was so fused with magic, it was as if he were an asgardian. Whoever that battle mage was gettin, well I imagine hes dead now.”
get back to the ship and sits down ready to start putting together his list of items and see what can be discerned. When suddenly it hits him. These items are all items for the uncouth, for those who eat their own. Not high quality people who eat great warrior, but scavengers who eat whatever trash is in front of them. This was a message for Ramson, but not a message about his targets, this was a message about Ramson.
needed this opportunity to show his ability to help the crew. He knows he is one of the best, but it was time to show the rest of the crew, after all they need to know as well. Asking around Center can be hard and especially troublesome, but when you know how to be careful and have the skills needed you can get things done. Having taken notes on all he had learned of the crew Zarlo shares them with the others.
Essence and Power are two machine person twins. Made of living nanites their race has a talent for machines and electronics like no other. Apparently the two of them have a fetish for advanced power armor and have the skills to tweak the armor and get needed improvements out of them on the fly. Rumors say the two of them are both some of the cruelest of beings enjoying pain inducing effects over killing, they have some of the highest recruitment rates when sent on their own, because they do not usually kill their targets. Afterall why kill them when you can make them suffer.