A rahkshi-kal of quick-healing is teleported at the entrance of the Citadel, walking towards the Mangai. "Protecters of Atero-Nui! I bring ill news..." The shadow kraata inside begins. "...it involves the safety of your Great City, and another grim message."
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"It is quite impressive, isn't it?" Bohak smiles, then turns to the question at hand. "As a mercenary I doubt that you would get any work," he answers. "As a guard, however, I think that you may have more success; the first Atero Nuian government will soon be formed and I am sure that they will need politically neutral security."
He arched a 'brow', straightening up. "Atero...Nuian government? Not sure what that means, but I suppose I could secure a decent position there if I apply earlier. Thanks for the help...?" He waited for the Toa's name.
"Toa Bohak Mangai," the Toa answers. He shakes the being's hand.
A rahkshi-kal of quick-healing is teleported at the entrance of the Citadel, walking towards the Mangai. "Protecters of Atero-Nui! I bring ill news..." The shadow kraata inside begins. "...it involves the safety of your Great City, and another grim message."
A rahkshi-kal of quick-healing is teleported at the entrance of the Citadel, walking towards the Mangai. "Protecters of Atero-Nui! I bring ill news..." The shadow kraata inside begins. "...it involves the safety of your Great City, and another grim message."
"...toa Mangai?"
Bohak now turns to the Rahkshi-Kal, now flanked by both Fesur and Demaron. "Go on."
Bohak now turns to the Rahkshi-Kal, now flanked by both Fesur and Demaron. "Go on."
"You remember the makuta who destroyed The Ignika? He has died, metaphorically. His memories were wiped and he gained a new mind, one of true shadow; A companion sworn never to leave your side. He is now called Skotadi. The ill news is that Krakarda's old rahkshi have gone wild and will not listen to the new Makuta. They are likely to be periodically attacking this City in groups of ten or less. We will attempt to track them down before they reach Atero, but none of us can enter, for we may end up targets by confused toa and glatorian. This is mostly a warning of things to come, and an sincere apology from a Makuta wit so many regrets...
"As for the grim message, -and I am sorry I could not bring good news- the Order of Mata-Nui has attacked brotherhood bases without cause... although Skotadi believes it to be speciesism against his brothers... in responce, Destral finally declared war against only Daxia. We know you two are allies, but will you protect someone who broke the peace you had just finished setting up, knowing they will only do it again if you leave them the power to?"
Bohak now turns to the Rahkshi-Kal, now flanked by both Fesur and Demaron. "Go on."
"You remember the makuta who destroyed The Ignika? He has died, metaphorically. His memories were wiped and he gained a new mind, one of true shadow; A companion sworn never to leave your side. He is now called Skotadi. The ill news is that Krakarda's old rahkshi have gone wild and will not listen to the new Makuta. They are likely to be periodically attacking this City in groups of ten or less. We will attempt to track them down before they reach Atero, but none of us can enter, for we may end up targets by confused toa and glatorian. This is mostly a warning of things to come, and an sincere apology from a Makuta wit so many regrets...
"As for the grim message, -and I am sorry I could not bring good news- the Order of Mata-Nui has attacked brotherhood bases without cause... although Skotadi believes it to be speciesism against his brothers... in responce, Destral finally declared war against only Daxia. We know you two are allies, but will you protect someone who broke the peace you had just finished setting up, knowing they will only do it again if you leave them the power to?"
Orokk stepped away from Bohak as he attempted to shake his hand, probably misreading the gesture. He then looked over to the Rahkshi. "...Why is a servant of Makuta among you?"
"You remember the makuta who destroyed The Ignika? He has died, metaphorically. His memories were wiped and he gained a new mind, one of true shadow; A companion sworn never to leave your side. He is now called Skotadi. The ill news is that Krakarda's old rahkshi have gone wild and will not listen to the new Makuta. They are likely to be periodically attacking this City in groups of ten or less. We will attempt to track them down before they reach Atero, but none of us can enter, for we may end up targets by confused toa and glatorian. This is mostly a warning of things to come, and an sincere apology from a Makuta wit so many regrets...
"As for the grim message, -and I am sorry I could not bring good news- the Order of Mata-Nui has attacked brotherhood bases without cause... although Skotadi believes it to be speciesism against his brothers... in responce, Destral finally declared war against only Daxia. We know you two are allies, but will you protect someone who broke the peace you had just finished setting up, knowing they will only do it again if you leave them the power to?"
Orokk stepped away from Bohak as he attempted to shake his hand, probably misreading the gesture. He then looked over to the Rahkshi. "...Why is a servant of Makuta among you?"
The rahkshi-kal cocks his head toward Orokk. "Actually, He sent me here as an offer to heal injured matoran/agori until the 'wild rahkshi' crisis was resolved. I can do no harm to anyone, my only power being one of help, so Skotadi chose me. It is the Mangai's choice, however."
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Orokk stepped away from Bohak as he attempted to shake his hand, probably misreading the gesture. He then looked over to the Rahkshi. "...Why is a servant of Makuta among you?"
The rahkshi-kal cocks his head toward Orokk. "Actually, He sent me here as an offer to heal injured matoran/agori until the 'wild rahkshi' crisis was resolved. I can do no harm to anyone, my only power being one of help, so Skotadi chose me. It is the Mangai's choice, however."
He frowned slightly, though said nothing further on the topic. Turning back to Bohak, he spoke. "So...if I'm to join the guard, what will be my first order?"
Bohak now turns to the Rahkshi-Kal, now flanked by both Fesur and Demaron. "Go on."
"You remember the makuta who destroyed The Ignika? He has died, metaphorically. His memories were wiped and he gained a new mind, one of true shadow; A companion sworn never to leave your side. He is now called Skotadi. The ill news is that Krakarda's old rahkshi have gone wild and will not listen to the new Makuta. They are likely to be periodically attacking this City in groups of ten or less. We will attempt to track them down before they reach Atero, but none of us can enter, for we may end up targets by confused toa and glatorian. This is mostly a warning of things to come, and an sincere apology from a Makuta wit so many regrets...
"As for the grim message, -and I am sorry I could not bring good news- the Order of Mata-Nui has attacked brotherhood bases without cause... although Skotadi believes it to be speciesism against his brothers... in responce, Destral finally declared war against only Daxia. We know you two are allies, but will you protect someone who broke the peace you had just finished setting up, knowing they will only do it again if you leave them the power to?"
"Much of this," Bohak replies, "will be down to the government of Atero Nui to decide, not us. I am saddened that the Pax Spherus has been broken but I cannot say anything further on that matter. I am sure that we can talk to both the Order and the Brotherhood so that we have as much information as possible to provide to the Assembly and the Conclave but we will also do all that we can to ensure that this information will always be impartial. As for the Rahkshi -"
"I shall deal with that concern, Bohak; you needn't worry." Demaron broadcasts a message to Atero Nui as a whole warning of the potential Rahkshi threat and making clear that this is not necessarily the fault of the Makuta as a whole.
"Right, thank you." Bohak clears his throat and continues. "Kapronan, I'm sure, will be interested to know about Skotadi; I'll bring it up with him when we see him next. As far as I know, he's currently just wandering the city, trying to work things out in his mind."
"Thank you for all of your information; you can tell your master that we are grateful for it."
"You remember the makuta who destroyed The Ignika? He has died, metaphorically. His memories were wiped and he gained a new mind, one of true shadow; A companion sworn never to leave your side. He is now called Skotadi. The ill news is that Krakarda's old rahkshi have gone wild and will not listen to the new Makuta. They are likely to be periodically attacking this City in groups of ten or less. We will attempt to track them down before they reach Atero, but none of us can enter, for we may end up targets by confused toa and glatorian. This is mostly a warning of things to come, and an sincere apology from a Makuta wit so many regrets...
"As for the grim message, -and I am sorry I could not bring good news- the Order of Mata-Nui has attacked brotherhood bases without cause... although Skotadi believes it to be speciesism against his brothers... in responce, Destral finally declared war against only Daxia. We know you two are allies, but will you protect someone who broke the peace you had just finished setting up, knowing they will only do it again if you leave them the power to?"
"Much of this," Bohak replies, "will be down to the government of Atero Nui to decide, not us. I am saddened that the Pax Spherus has been broken but I cannot say anything further on that matter. I am sure that we can talk to both the Order and the Brotherhood so that we have as much information as possible to provide to the Assembly and the Conclave but we will also do all that we can to ensure that this information will always be impartial. As for the Rahkshi -"
"I shall deal with that concern, Bohak; you needn't worry." Demaron broadcasts a message to Atero Nui as a whole warning of the potential Rahkshi threat and making clear that this is not necessarily the fault of the Makuta as a whole.
"Right, thank you." Bohak clears his throat and continues. "Kapronan, I'm sure, will be interested to know about Skotadi; I'll bring it up with him when we see him next. As far as I know, he's currently just wandering the city, trying to work things out in his mind."
"Thank you for all of your information; you can tell your master that we are grateful for it."
The rahkshi smiles, but since he isn't a Skakdi or a maskless matoran, it ends up looking like a horrific face split, with barbs inside. "I am to also offer my service as a quick-healer. I understand if I am not needed."
"Much of this," Bohak replies, "will be down to the government of Atero Nui to decide, not us. I am saddened that the Pax Spherus has been broken but I cannot say anything further on that matter. I am sure that we can talk to both the Order and the Brotherhood so that we have as much information as possible to provide to the Assembly and the Conclave but we will also do all that we can to ensure that this information will always be impartial. As for the Rahkshi -"
"I shall deal with that concern, Bohak; you needn't worry." Demaron broadcasts a message to Atero Nui as a whole warning of the potential Rahkshi threat and making clear that this is not necessarily the fault of the Makuta as a whole.
"Right, thank you." Bohak clears his throat and continues. "Kapronan, I'm sure, will be interested to know about Skotadi; I'll bring it up with him when we see him next. As far as I know, he's currently just wandering the city, trying to work things out in his mind."
"Thank you for all of your information; you can tell your master that we are grateful for it."
The rahkshi smiles, but since he isn't a Skakdi or a maskless matoran, it ends up looking like a horrific face split, with barbs inside. "I am to also offer my service as a quick-healer. I understand if I am not needed."
"No, I'm sure that you could do something..." Bohak utters thoughtfully. He considers for a few seconds. "How about you go to Ta-Metru, infuse your power into various Emulation Kanoka and then take the Kanoka to Ga-Metru? That would be helpful - though you might not be able to carry it out if everyone's on the lookout for Rahkshi..."
"I have an idea," says Fesur. He forms an aluminium tablet, engraved with a depiction of a Mask of Healing, with a fine chain attached in a loop around the top. He then places it over the Rahkshi's neck. "That should provide you with some safety of passage."
The rahkshi smiles, but since he isn't a Skakdi or a maskless matoran, it ends up looking like a horrific face split, with barbs inside. "I am to also offer my service as a quick-healer. I understand if I am not needed."
"No, I'm sure that you could do something..." Bohak utters thoughtfully. He considers for a few seconds. "How about you go to Ta-Metru, infuse your power into various Emulation Kanoka and then take the Kanoka to Ga-Metru? That would be helpful - though you might not be able to carry it out if everyone's on the lookout for Rahkshi..."
"I have an idea," says Fesur. He forms an aluminium tablet, engraved with a depiction of a Mask of Healing, with a fine chain attached in a loop around the top. He then places it over the Rahkshi's neck. "That should provide you with some safety of passage."
"Thank-you." The rahkshi-kal nods respectfully before exiting the building.
Flying high overhead, the Sentinel lands in the area, contemplating what she should do with her life at this point. Finding Cold Steel's original hideaway, she had altered herself to become more powerful, making new equipment and vehicles for herself as well. Now, as she gazes around, she wonders what to do...
OOC: As of now I am retconning my characters and now the Sentinel is now the only one active in this RP.
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The massive streaming cloud of flying robots arrives. As they approach it becomes clear that they are actually Epsilons, carrying passengers of some other form of robot. Once each leaves their passenger at the Mangai's doorstep, they disperse through the city. One of these new robots, clad in silver and rusty orange, walks up and raps on the door.
The massive streaming cloud of flying robots arrives. As they approach it becomes clear that they are actually Epsilons, carrying passengers of some other form of robot. Once each leaves their passenger at the Mangai's doorstep, they disperse through the city. One of these new robots, clad in silver and rusty orange, walks up and raps on the door.
There is no need, since the Mangai are outside the Citadel already. It becomes apparent that they don't like robots being dropped on their city, since Fesur prevents them from all landing with his ferrokinetic abilities. Bohak's cheery attitude, however, contrasts with this as he calls up to the robot hovering in the air above him: "Greetings! Could I ask what your purpose here is?"
The massive streaming cloud of flying robots arrives. As they approach it becomes clear that they are actually Epsilons, carrying passengers of some other form of robot. Once each leaves their passenger at the Mangai's doorstep, they disperse through the city. One of these new robots, clad in silver and rusty orange, walks up and raps on the door.
There is no need, since the Mangai are outside the Citadel already. It becomes apparent that they don't like robots being dropped on their city, since Fesur prevents them from all landing with his ferrokinetic abilities. Bohak's cheery attitude, however, contrasts with this as he calls up to the robot hovering in the air above him: "Greetings! Could I ask what your purpose here is?"
Fesur finds that the ones colored with the traditional colorings of iron are not made of metal, and ignore his control. How odd. The Epsilon chitters to it's fellow epsilons in a rapid series of beeps. The epsilons chitter back in turn before apparently deciding on something. The first Epsilon looks down at Bohak and speaks in matoran. "Please let us down. We are here to defend everything. We come bearing..." More chittering. "...Protectors, for each of you according to your elements." An Epsilon drops one of the orange and silver robots, which approaches Fesur. Upon closer inspection, it's armor bears a faint resemblance to painted wood; However, it is very smooth and does not bear the telltale rings of normal wood.
There is no need, since the Mangai are outside the Citadel already. It becomes apparent that they don't like robots being dropped on their city, since Fesur prevents them from all landing with his ferrokinetic abilities. Bohak's cheery attitude, however, contrasts with this as he calls up to the robot hovering in the air above him: "Greetings! Could I ask what your purpose here is?"
Fesur finds that the ones colored with the traditional colorings of iron are not made of metal, and ignore his control. How odd. The Epsilon chitters to it's fellow epsilons in a rapid series of beeps. The epsilons chitter back in turn before apparently deciding on something. The first Epsilon looks down at Bohak and speaks in matoran. "Please let us down. We are here to defend everything. We come bearing..." More chittering. "...Protectors, for each of you according to your elements." An Epsilon drops one of the orange and silver robots, which approaches Fesur. Upon closer inspection, it's armor bears a faint resemblance to painted wood; However, it is very smooth and does not bear the telltale rings of normal wood.
"Ah," Bohak responds. "Would you mind opening a channel of communication to the being in command of you?"