[ caleb only agreed to play guide for the kelesis ho! mission after the velvet claw guild assured him that he could earn extra numis. it helped that he wasn't alone in this venture, especially once the bridge was discovered. not exactly a project he would have cared to start if he had found it on his own.
luckily for everyone, he didn't find it on his own, so bright and early the following morning of the initial discovery, he shoots set a text. ]
it's going to take a while before the bridge is rebuilt and safe enough for others to travel on but I might be able to go on ahead and check out what might be further down clear out some rubbles along the way.
[ They had begun to traipse around the Asphodel Fields in the month prior to the official exploration, so was it not a natural step to make use of their prior experience? Working alongside the Velvet Claw was a no-brainer. They would be a useful tool to align with, for as long as necessary. Making a little extra currency was — well, Set had never had to conceptualize money nor its use before.
Caleb must have use for it, though. His response is wholly sarcastic, because of course, it's not at all: ] Generous of you.
We did not make use of grand bridges where I hail from, but they are feats of common enough engineering to join lands across smaller tributaries. This one is astoundingly large. Cataloging the vulnerabilities of its supporting structure alone would be good information to sell off, if we can make it out that far.
We explore the Deepspace Tunnel. It's a wormhole. One that's brought a lot of trouble to my planet.
[ sorry, set. he doesn't really believe in the existence of gods, so HE'S JUST GOING TO TAKE THAT AS AN EPITHET. ]
No wonder why they chose you. A god of war sounds like someone Patho-Gen desperately needs. [ which may or may not end up being a bad thing. for who though? only time can tell. ] Should we head out now, General? [ he motions towards the bridge. ]
[ he trots alongside caleb, eyes bright and curious. unknown to him is the LACK OF FAITH the heathen beside him harbors. tsk, for shame! what matters is that they have a mission — to catalog some of the problems facing the bridge's architecture and foundation, for future missions. ]
Perhaps. War is a vast domain, after all; certainly, the military and battle is part of it, but so is philosophy, diplomacy, foreign policy, defense and preparedness... These are all positions I take.
Monsters. [ to put it simply. ] They appeared with the Deepspace Tunnel and proceeded to attack my planet. We've been combating them ever since. [ so, you see, his world has enough problems as it stands. he has no interest in shouldering another one. ]
Are you going to put those skills to good use here?
[ so far, the bridge's foundation is proving to be rather sturdy. it's a little overgrown with vegetation and there are some rubble here and there, but it isn't difficult terrain to traverse across and, as far as he can see, not particularly dangerous. ]
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luckily for everyone, he didn't find it on his own, so bright and early the following morning of the initial discovery, he shoots set a text. ]
it's going to take a while before the bridge is rebuilt and safe enough for others to travel on but I might be able to go on ahead and check out what might be further down clear out some rubbles along the way.
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Caleb must have use for it, though. His response is wholly sarcastic, because of course, it's not at all: ] Generous of you.
We did not make use of grand bridges where I hail from, but they are feats of common enough engineering to join lands across smaller tributaries. This one is astoundingly large. Cataloging the vulnerabilities of its supporting structure alone would be good information to sell off, if we can make it out that far.
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[ he may or may not be referring to the interference of that pesky natural soul of his, but pay it no mind. ]
you're free to join me.
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I also wish to do some additional mapping en route, for Gojo.
[ which is his way of saying he'll be happy to come along ]
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[ even as he sends the text, he's already hunting caleb down to meet up with him <3
the moment he finds caleb, he continues conversing aloud and pockets his syntrofos: ]
Hey! What did you even do, before Karteria?
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I was the colonel of a spacefaring organization. [ he even has his uniform here, even if he no longer wears it. ] What about you?
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A space-faring organization. What were you organized to do? I am and always will be the god of war, general of Egypt's might, and former god supreme!
[ said with absolutely no humility, and absolutely joy at sharing his pedigree ]
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[ sorry, set. he doesn't really believe in the existence of gods, so HE'S JUST GOING TO TAKE THAT AS AN EPITHET. ]
No wonder why they chose you. A god of war sounds like someone Patho-Gen desperately needs. [ which may or may not end up being a bad thing. for who though? only time can tell. ] Should we head out now, General? [ he motions towards the bridge. ]
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[ he trots alongside caleb, eyes bright and curious. unknown to him is the LACK OF FAITH the heathen beside him harbors. tsk, for shame! what matters is that they have a mission — to catalog some of the problems facing the bridge's architecture and foundation, for future missions. ]
Perhaps. War is a vast domain, after all; certainly, the military and battle is part of it, but so is philosophy, diplomacy, foreign policy, defense and preparedness... These are all positions I take.
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Are you going to put those skills to good use here?
[ so far, the bridge's foundation is proving to be rather sturdy. it's a little overgrown with vegetation and there are some rubble here and there, but it isn't difficult terrain to traverse across and, as far as he can see, not particularly dangerous. ]