Jetfire99 at 23:28, 13 September 2013

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 |Date of Scene=2013/09/12
 |Location=Central Isles - Golmore Jungle
 |Synopsis=It was intended to be a grand day, a day of learning, of testing out new advances with Gummi Blocks. It doesn't go that way as the Undead have other plans, life can be a real Lich sometimes.
 |Cast of Characters=Mercade Alexander, Avira, Maira, Vespa, Hati, Minerva, Emi Dennou, Percival, Ariel, Arthur Drover
 }}
 :'''[[Arthur Drover]] has posed:'''<br><span></span>Camp Pair Dadeni is home to a lot of people who enjoy "roughing it". The heroic and villainous populace of many worlds tend to enjoy a vacation from themselves, and here where knowledge and open secrets find root, it is not uncommon to see some questionable individuals mixing among the more upstanding folks. Arthur Drover is known for drawing ecclectic people, and Avira is a well-liked member of the mercenary group known as VALKYRI. The forgemaster has toiled alongside his prettier partner, and the results have been miraculous. What was first a set of sturdy walls has turned into a fireproofed palisade, with five or six trained archers replacing the earlier two dozen scuffle of local hired muscle. The archers have been drilled in repelling the regular undead attacks. A well-beaten road leads to the camp, and people have seen announcements on various bulletin boards - for example in Traverse Town - of the grand unveiling. Avira and Arthur are at the forefront of undead fighting and gummitech research - with both a necromancer and a state of the art gummi forge next to Arthur's more ordinary one.<br /> <br />Other marvels abound. With the help of Maira, Avira, and Orienne, the smith had put together a heated bath system to replace the old silver-coated bags for hot water showers. Essential for hygeine, but even moreso to meet the demands for comfort. Posh scientists are a bit less likely to put up with discomfort than adventurers. The amenities are almost livable, and thanks to Mr. Farnsworth the eternal tureen of soup in the middle of the camp has yet to run dry. The only rule is not to ask what is in it. <br /> <br />The exact middle of the camp, due to the older Smith's compulsive standards, holds the Void Point - a gate into gummi space suitable for launching and testing vessels, here away from bustle and intrusion except the welcome kind. The platform at the middle of the camp has been home to the slow construction of the Badb. The avian moniker is well deserved - it is a thing of beauty. Black as night, with curved talons concealing multiple Thundara-G cannons. The "beak" holds the cockpit, and the entire thing gives an impression of motion while standing still. This impression is doubly appropriate because while it is accessible through a set of steps, it is also on greased rails with blocks to hold it still. A series of safety levers, properly engaged, would allow it to slide free and launch it into the blackness of the Void. <br /> <br />Below the stage, one of Arthur's experiments combined with Avira's sterling designs has given rise to Gummi Bumper Cars. Kids and adults alike cavort in the limited, gummi-lined space. It looks like a huge bouncy castle, and is mostly covered in a transparent film. Ships that try to stray out of bounds bounce back, and the "pew pew" of harmless lasers marks points as people try to outscore their friends. The ships inside are various simplistic designs with safety cushions in bright colors. There are sizable fees being collected per-try and these are being placed in one of Arthur's "special" lockboxes in bright purple. <br /> <br />On the ship platform itself, the smith stands, waving to the assembled crowds. Everyone loves a show. He cups his hands presently. His voice is like brass, the hammer on the anvil, cutting through the din insistently in the woods. There are patrols out to drive off undead, but he finds his throat dry to see so many milling folks attending. It is exciting, and he's not one for public speaking. Which is why the contents of his message are: <br /> <br />"Ladies, gentlemen! Children, and geezers like me, welcome to the realization of a wild dream. When we began, a short time ago, we didn't imagine we'd have such breakthroughs. We could not have done this alone. As we embark on this first stage of our research, I ask interested parties to inquire about supply runs into the Lanes Between, and the lucrative opportunities therein."<br /> <br />A pause, lick of his lips, and then: "I now yield the stage to the real hero of the day, designer and artisan - Avira, come out." <br /> <br />He gestures toward a nearby curtain to invite her onstage, and takes a simple silver flute from his belt. <br /> <br />One blow of just the right note, and confetti rains onstage from balls overhead. Around the camp, weak fire gummis go off as torches, casting light across the place and focused via mirrors on the stage. The man steps back, removing his cloth cap to mop his bald spot. He is smiling. <br /> <br />A young boy, sitting on his father's lap, waves at grandpa from the front row, and Mariel sits, a book on her lap, decanting potions in an aisle seat with a cauldron next to her. <br /> <br />Neither Arthur nor his wife ever could leave work at home. But she waves and smiles absentmindedly, all the same.

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Jetfire99 at 23:28, 13 September 2013

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