News of the hidden ruins located on this planet has returned to Planet Vegeta, prompting a renegade soldier to come with his young warrior daughter to explore its depths for the treasure and power that it may hold inside. When they land, they discover a new cave in the northern hemisphere. The soldier sends his daughter in alone in an attempt to toughen her up but she hasn't returned for two whole days. Knowing you're on the planet, he recruits you to go save her. The horrors you will face will be enormous, but once you find her, will you just put her out of her misery and take what she has found, or bring her up to the surface and save her?
Reward: +300 zeni, +2 DP, +20 all stats, +2 rp Credits
Bonus: +2 Alignment if you save the Saiyan girl
Bonus: -2 Alignment if you dispose of the Saiyan girl
Last Edit: Jun 2, 2020 23:52:54 GMT -5 by Jordan: completed durrr
Sarada sat at a table in the mess hall, of the Saiyan Dreadnaught, her hands crumpled into balls beneath her chin with the newly-acquired Android forty-five. Her lips seemed to pout and purse as she cursed to herself for how the day of excitement turned into another blunder of sorts. The young Saiyaness wasn't able to engage anyone in combat! No excitement, other than some lady coming back onto the scene. The cloaked female seemed to be of importance, but she had never heard of her master speak of her. Not one time. The mistress was like that of some old noble lady out of a book. She was as mysterious as her cloak she adorned- it was a charcoal grey etched with yellow-like runes. The interlining was of an emerald hue and not much else could be seen from their encounter before the young warrior had to lock everyone in their own brig aboard the massive, yet awesome, ship. What to become of them, she wasn't sure. She only knew that she had just finished up and brought the ship- with help of Android 45- to where The Revenant was docked. It was utterly boring and it seemed as though the sands of time were simply dropping as slowly as a balloon losing the air within its rubber confines.
"So, Android 45, where are you and your cronies from? Why choose a life of pirating and bullying? Is that what you were programmed for? Is that your purpose in this life time", Sarada's voice was soft, but firm. As if she made sure she maintained a commanding presence as she inquired to their newly acquired crewmember.
"Well, my Lady, everyone is from a different planet within this verse- I am not at liberty to discuss their history with you- as it cannot be overridden in my programming. You will have to confront them and I can only tell you if what they say is true or not. As for where I was commissioned. I am originally from Damaskia. I was built for a purpose of helping my former master to scavenge the scrap yards of Juno. As it were, the creatures that were native of that world rue the day. All of us were destroyed. Only my memory banks were left in tact, I was then found by General Talan, who repaired and rebuilt me. I have been with him ever sense, more so as a pilot, but also an adept warrior. He made slight upgrades and modifications to my matrix and body. Gave me far more freedom than my previous master, I do not have to obey all orders given to me. Purpose? To live...as of right now my lady".
Sarada tapped her finger tips on the table as she listened and took in the answers from the android. It had more depth than previously thought and she had to make sure her guard was up- this thing could possibly go berserk at any point. It was then she decided to go see if the prisoners were awake, she winked at the bot and motioned for it to come with her. The android followed the young Saiyaness- it's mechanical rotators making its rhythmic chirps and chimes. The girl just swayed her hips in rhythm with the flow of her natural sexuality- on point and in glorious harmony.
The pair made a little bit of chit chat as they reached the elevator- the droid pushed the button to call it up and continued to take Lady Sarada down to where his former crew had been forced into the ships' containment cells. These were powerful enough to hold some of the most tyrannical forces the universe had ever seen. This crew wouldn't be able to escape, except the hooded figure perhaps; however, he actually turned out to be a she and she was far more powerful than the crew was lead on to believe.
The Android, for all intents and purposes, was observing what was to come of his old crew members- he would continue to seem compliant. At least until it was time to try and break his boss and company out and escape...or maybe this new guy was wanting to add on to his own family. This being seemed a little more friendly than most they had come across, and as it stood, the General didn't really seem all that bad. They had sent out warnings to other planets before and at the last minute they had simply taken enough for the next journey. More of a man who took what was only needed for survival and what not. Nothing of terrible consequence or bad "karma".
It processed the things they had previously done and with how he was programmed, they were hardly considered irrevocable in the eyes of the universe and most of it's own laws. Only time would tell what might happened to them. As for now, the android knew it was nowhere near the level to try and over throw his capturers. They were all far too powerful to deal with. The young woman whom he now shared an elevator with, was unbelievable astute and her battle prowess was off the charts. It hardly thought it was even conceivable- he had to stop the reading on her before his scouter blew up. He would need another upgrade to even see the upper limits of the young Saiyaness- he had heard rumors of their innate power, but this was absolutely absurd. Truly, remarkable.
Sarada WC: 925/ 925 Jordan WC: 0/ 0 Quest TWC: 925 / 2300 [quest goal as of right meow]
Adana We Shall Discuss this Later, A Saiyan is need of my Help....
"Aye, it has been a long time my dear boy. It seems the fates of sand have revealed themselves by the depths of the cosmic ocean devouring the soul of a certain beast. It will come soon, that I assure you, and in that time- we will need to come together, be melded as the fates always intended. Luckily I enjoy the company of both sexes---", before the old sorceress could finish a holographic popped to the side of the warlord and a familiar Saiyan face appeared on the screen- a look of desperation in his features. Jordan held up a hand to silence his old friend and turned his attention to the man on the screen.
"General, it has been a long while since we served together in the galactic war...our last conference wasn't one of great importance, but I have always known you to be a honorable Saiyan Warlord and ask for your help in one of my darkest hours. If I could have you meet me, I would owe you an eternal debt"!
Adana looked at the Saiyan on the screen and Jordan beside her, she knew that look and simply turned around and went toward the part of the ship where the bar was located, "When you are finished helping that deserter, let me know and we shall discuss this later. Don't be too hard on the weakling of a Saiyan". With her last words disappearing in the distance her footsteps could be heard distinctly as they stopped about the distance of the bar. Jordan took a sigh and then turned his attention back to the screen.
"It has been a long time indeed, Celeris. To what do I owe the pleasure"?
"My lord, it is my daughter. I have wrought a fool-hardy lesson upon her. It might cost her, her life. Please, I know you have an innate ability and affinity with magical runes. Time is of the essence. I promise you may do as you wish with me, but please save her. I beg for your help. I've tried everything I can think of and am now missing an arm. I don't think I will last much longer...it took all I had to just reach this communica--"...
The rogue elite closed his eyes and searched quickly around the planet for Saiyan energy. Two signatures he could identify and one was being confronted by something he knew all entirely too well- a mutated being they just finished dealing with, or so he had thought. As he locked on to that target, the warrior pressed his fingers to his brow, "search for that fool, he is most-likely dying...it is Saiyan energy. I am going after the other with that damned creature surrounding it"!
Before Eddy could reply, Jordan disappeared from the ship and the ship's AI began searching for the dying warrior. If one were around its core processor, they could hear the tones and beeps that were being transmitted in a flurry of exchanges with an exclamatory (at least what sounded as if it were one) tone at the end of it. Within moments medical bots and a defensive bot jettison from the Revenant and toward the fading energy. If they hurried, they would save the man. If he held on to all hope he would be okay. If he gave up, there wasn't much a bot could do. In the meantime the AI contacted the rogue elite and informed him of their actions.
A discharge of sparks and fire seemed to come out of nowhere as the warrior was flung back away from the protective barrier. Jordan cursed as he dug himself out of the muck of earthy-mud he had just created as though he were a farmer tilling the soil to plant seeds. The rogue elite looked up toward the shimmering barrier- rubbing his head as he looked at it, a rune shimmering in and out of existence. Jordan spat, a bit of blood mixed with his saliva, onto the ground and rose to his feet.
Of course, celestial ruins. Strong ones, how the hell did she and those four foul creatures even break through...was it activated after they crossed into the ruins... The warrior thought to himself. It had to of been. Old friend can you decipher these runes and cite the counter incantation for it?
Of course I can little one, this is ancient, but doesn't predate my own draconian race. Let me take control for a few seconds, it won't take long. It looks like the four beasts are now focused on us anyways, feel like crushing them and sending their guts to fertilize the land once more...or should I come forth and devour them, I haven't stretched in sometime...
Before the warrior could reply he could hear Andrasta hum and think of the counter citation, all the while the girl inside the barrier was fending off the foul saiba's that attacked her. They had claws, and acid foaming out their mouths. Jordan watched the young girl fend for her life, as though it depended on it- and it did. The barrier fell as the four jumped in unison and toward the girl! The rogue elite pushed into his full measure of speed going forth toward the young Saiayness! In an almost instantaneous-like movement, he could feel the slime running off his knuckles as he punched through two of the beasts and smashed the other with a knee that tore off the lower jaw of another and a foot that broke the neck of the last!
As the girl turned to see her savior, she feinted- the rogue elite catching her in his grasp. She fell into his arms and without hesitation, the two were gone from the scene. Leaving the four to rot and become sustenance for Dekalb, perhaps becoming a beautiful flower in the future or a long-forgotten tree that would take deep rooted seat unto the planet.
The robots had made it to the Saiyan ship, finding the body of the man - who was undoubtedly the one who communicated their situation earlier - on the ground bleeding out and unconscious. The medical bots began to staunch the bleeding as quickly as they could. The sensors were alarming as they put his body on a hovering-board. He lay limp upon it, his blood soaking deep into the craft. Wind blew through his hair as the team of bots raced back toward the Revenant. Unfortunately...it didn't take long- in flight - Celeris heart gave up. The robotic team were unable to save him. Only five hundred meters from the crew that could've save him. If only he had reached out sooner...
As Jordan opened his eyes, he noticed his life-mate- she quickly took the girl from his arms and helped her into the rejuvenation tank. She had done this so many times she was a subject matter expert at this point. The warrior gave a small smile and mouthed "thank you" to his beloved. His life-mate simply nodded and continued on her treatment of the young Saiyaness. She had lost a ton of blood and had lacerations and contusions all over her body. If she hadn't been gotten to when Jordan had, five minutes she might've lasted- by her calculations after seeing the life signs the monitor projected on the screen. While she stabilized the girl, the robotic team that Eddy had sent out before alerting Mikayla and the crew, were making their way back- aboard a lifeless body upon it.
"Sire, it appears that we were too late in retrieving the man who sent out the request. He died in transit back, his heart gave out. I am sorry my Lord".
Ivory-colored teeth scraped across one another as Jordan turned around and slammed his fist into the side of the ship, denting the portion his knuckles struck. The warrior shook his head and cursed something inaudible to most- and walked away, "thanks for trying, build a pire. He deserves a Saiyan's burial, I will be in my quarters if there is any other surprises to be had for the day".
Fate was a cruel mistress for some, and for others- she were a devout perpetrator of mercy and love and all the things that made life more abundant and full. The young Saiyan girl was lucky, her life was saved- her father's; however, was not as fortunate. The news would come soon...when she awoke in the Revenant. Jordan would tell her of the news and take her to the place he would be burned and released back unto the cosmos, to the place their ancestors spoke of when they were children. Valhalla, only place fitting for an honorable warrior's death. A death all Saiyans revered.
Sarada WC: 925/ 925 Jordan WC: 1475/ 1475 Quest TWC: 2400 / 2300 [quest goal as of right meow]