[Event] With Fire and Sword

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The monotonous droning of the research station above Excelsior IV was suddenly broken by the blaring of alarm sirens and heavy steps in the hallways.
//Announcement://
"Attention, all personnel! A deserter is in zhe progress of boarding a drop pod to make landfall on zhe planet. Stop him at all costs!"
//Transmission End//

But it was too late. As the soldiers pounded against the window of escape pod 11 the scientist inside smiled at them smugly and pressed the release button.. The pod raced towards the planet, and the station, not armed with any outer weaponry, could do none but watch as it broke through the atmosphere and disappeared in the clouds.

Two weeks later:

The waves swap against the wooden planks of the longboat cutting through the sea as it splits the fog, shortly before reaching the shore. There is a silent, almost sullen atmosphere, with a number of men sitting ducked in the boat, axes and swords in hand. Through the darkness of the early morning and the fog it was hard for them to see, but the sounds of the laughing children and working people guided them towards their target..
The laughs soon turned into screams of terror as the longships landed, and then of pain and suffering..

Meanwhile:

A transmission is sent through the stars.
//Transmission://
"Zhis is zhe research department of zhe GSR speaking. Ve have had a problem with a deserter and are in need of a small troop able to do a covert mission silently vithout asking questions. It is paramount you are not noticed! Zhe world in question is still stuck in zhe medieval era, you may use zhis to blend in. Your team should not be larger zhan three individuals, though two should be sufficient. You are to dispose of zhe rogue deserter vithout destroying zhe fragile power balance on zhe planet as ve wish to study it further.
If your interest has been sparked, contact us for further information."
//Transmission End//

The planet in question.

(Information:

Your team should be

1 - 2 people
not gods or entities
able to blend into the medieval era of the planet for extended periods of times
cool people 🤙

This event is supposed to be and stay a medieval esque, dnd like style, as a timeout from space fighting and off the roof crazy shit, so please refrain from calling in a 5 story tall stealth mech or stuff like that lol

Yes, this is inspired by Tsons Psychic Focal
Have fun!)

ZendikaroftheWest

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Ahh. A mission. Perhaps.
Near the base, A small UX-01- class vessel emerges from warp, weapons cold.
"This is Flakken. I understand you have a missing person problem?"

Brank

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kola2134

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The lights of the old ship flickered. A subtle beeping, a subtle clicking, a ting, and ting. The old infiltrator vessel was equipped with small facilities to support a crew of upwards to a dozen people, housing only a simple three. Slowly drifting forward through space, coming after an hour of the transmission launch. This mission was of an importance, and yet not even a single of the large marines of the CI was along with it. Two simple humans, or what it seemed. One was slightly different than the other.

As the vessel drifted forward on autopilot, a number of equipment was dotted across the vessel. The vessel slipped through the darkness slowly. Music playing in the background of the ship as the pair moved around.

"Weapon check, We are going low tech loadouts, keep equipment to a minimal in what we can disguise. Pistols only for carryons, rifles stay with the ship."
The one speaking with a commanding tone was a man with blonde hair and the starting of a beard.

"We got to keep an eye on old era weapons. Swords and bows, the git of everything. Pistols only if you life is about to die and make sure there are no witnesses and it's disguised. Last resort only."

"Commander what about medical?"
A lighter tone, feminine in pitch spoke out from one. They had flowing white hair, but the most catching feature wasn't the hair. They had wings with a pair of fluffy ears atop their head.

"Keep anything emergency advanced hidden in the deep parts of the satchel. Cover it with basic primitive medical supplies, and no sharing. Make sure you tuck those things away as well. If were getting given away its that simple."

"Yes Captain.."
The feminine voice peaked as the ears flopped and vanished into the hair while the wings seemed to tuck away. The group began to equip leather and a mix of chainmail gear. Reinforced alloys being used for the armor instead of anything old. To trust the safety of the team while not seeming that out of place. The nonhuman grabbed a bow and arrow. While the leader took ahold of a Sword with a small shield for his arm.

The ship approached the planet as the team locked eyes as they finalized loadouts and took ahold of the armor and equipment they would bring. The ships cloaking beginning as it went from sailing in the void to starting to ditort from reality as the ship sailed forward on its final approach.

Brank

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Lurching out of hyperspace is a small frigate, branded with the symbol of the dominion, and its signature deep red glow. Quickly a transmission is sent as a small personal fighter, an S-22 Kestrel, is launched.

//Transmission: Local Frequency//
"This is Captain Thylan, sent on behalf of warlord Vyric Kellos. I have dispatched a special operations soldier, the best we have, on an S-22 Kestrel. They shall arrive to the planet shortly and begin the mission."
//Transmission Cut//

The Kestrel engages its fusion drives to maximum, speeding down towards the surface of the planet as it shimmers in light, dissapearing from view, the only thing left visible being small microcameras used for navigation by the pilot, barely seeable in the extreme speed used by the craft.

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ZendikaroftheWest
He is contacted by the German research station:

//Transmission: Local Code//
"Zhis is zhe GSR research station. Yes, it vould be a great help if you could track down zhe traitor and dispose of him quietly. A bounty of 5 million Reichsmark vill be yours as vell as zhe gratitude of zhe Reich."
//Transmission End//

kola2134
They too, are contacted by the Germans:
//Transmission: Local Code//
"Zhis is zhe GSR research station speaking. Please identify yourselves and your intentions in zhis system. Are you here for zhe bounty?"
*//Transmission End//**

kola2134

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The stubby bearded man rolled over to the console as it beeped to life with communication being sent towards the stealth vessel. Rolling infornt of the station as he tapped a few buttons and out on a headset.
//Transmission Start//
"This is special operations, from the CI, dispatch of squad 8 of the 452nd Special operations battalion of the 45th Spec Ops regiment. We are doing some bounty hunting for your missing scientist. Were a simple two-man infiltrator team."
//Transmission End//
The subtle noise of music could be heard playing in the background of the transmission.

The captain hummed to himself of the old song as it played, swinging his finger in the air as it played. Stepping up from the chair as he walked to his accompanying comrade, and seemed to rub his hand upon the beings smooth white hair.

"Looks like it won't be long till we got some work."
~~insert background intermission dancing~~

ZendikaroftheWest

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He smiles.
"Very well."
The submarine begins to submerge, slipping into subspace as it travels toward the planet. It eventually surfaces near an abandoned beach on the west end of the Urisagian Empire. Two people get off, and the submarine departs.

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kola2134
//Transmission: Local Code//
"Affirmative. Permission to land granted. Please do not cause an unnecessary ..ruckus."
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"Zhe coordinates of zhe landing zone are in zhe quadrant between 1°W, 15°S and 2°W, 16°S. Be aware other bounty hunters may follow, and may choose to fight you over zhe bounty. If you do, again, keep it subtle."
//Transmission End//

The planet, blue and green, laid before them, theirs to explore..

kola2134

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The man swung to the chair ounce more as he chewed on a piece of jerky now. He typed a simple reply of.

"Roger, beginning hunt."

The cloaked to visual ship began it's decent onto the planet, at a slow pace that didn't produce a fireball around the vessel from a rapid decent. Moving toward the indicated coordinates.

"That looks like a cozy spot to settle her down."

The ship approached the landing spot as it began to sit-down on the ground, the ground seemed to be removed from underneath the vessel as it sank downward. Disguising itself as the ground as the area settled down. The hatch opening on top as the man climbed out in his old era gear. Reaching his hand down to pull up his partner.

"Now this looks like a nice place."
The man spoke with a smile, his feminine partner speaking.
"Aye sir..."
They looked around the shrouding area as the hatch closed. And the ship was in no way to be seen.

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kola2134
Having landed in the middle of the quadrant, they had touched down about a hundred metres from the sea. As they stood on the marshy, dark green grass, the waves were rolling onto the white beaches. In the other direction forest could be seen.
It was cold, about 5°C. No trace of civilization could be seen, and a dense fog covered the sea, out towards the nothingness, with the fog mellowing out inland but still staying. Could they have guessed, it would be around midday.

kola2134

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"Make sure to check our vocals, we don't want to sound too strange. And check the translators."
The leather helped keep them warm as they began to look around the surrounding marshy area. Taking in the view of the sea before they began to march towards the closest settlement.
"Let's shoot to make it, at least before the night."
The feminine figure gave an understanding nod as they began the hike. The man looked down at a map of the area he had made for them to keep track of their location. Moving towards the settlement of Carch as it seemed the closest to where they made landfall.

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kola2134
As they turned inwards and began their march they left behind the sounds of the waves caressing the beach, and entered a temperate to boreal forest. The woods seemed to be quiet, and the ambience was almost to be described as eerie.

Here in the forest the fog had moved back a bit, and only in the areas already almost out of view did the fog become too thick to see through.

Soon enough they encountered a small forest path seemingly leading away from the sea into the woods, in the distance a small rackety bridge over a babbling brook could be spotted through the brush with a keen eye.

Brank

//Transmission: Local Code//
"Affirmative, good to have you here. Permission to land granted, as a tip, begin your search around zhe city Kar, ve believe him to have operated in zhe approximate area.
..Be aware others are and will be hunting zhe prey, if you fight zhem for it, keep zhe attention to a minimum."

Good hunt and Waidmannsheil."
//Transmission End//

The planet lay open before them, with the fighter having free reign on where to land..

Area around Kar:

(The continent map is in the main post, and you can use the map to look around yourself, follow the instructions I told on discord)

kola2134

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As eyes laid upon the path the duo shifted to go upon it. The leather boots with iron toes and a padded bottom carrying them comfortably across the ground as they stepped into the trail and began to walk down it heading for this nearby named area upon the map.

The two hummed to each other, a friendly sing song tune.

The move toaned voice of the man spoke out.
"Sabrina, remember when we first met? That cool afternoon, you were traveling through woods just like this. It was like I saw an angel I remember."

The feminine follower gave a light cheered smile.
"Oh and I thought I saw a demon chasing after me to say hi." She spoke in a playful tone back.
The man giving a hearty chuckle as they spoke back and fourth.

Brank

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They send a quick response affirming the Germans, and then sit in waiting.

Meanwhile..

S-22 Kestrel, Special Operative 'Thanatos'.

The Engine of the plane gave a silent whirring as it breached the atmosphere, the bright burning flames of re-entry covered in invisibility, the vessel's gravitational manipulation field bending the light out of the way, which both blinded the kestrel and made it invisible to the outside world visually, only able to see and be seen by sensor systems. The craft quietly made its way on a slow burn towards the forest, north of the road between Forbognilia and Kar. It sat itself down in a clearing, the VTOL engines bringing it to a slow landing. The Gravitiational field stopped its function as it came close to the ground, a flicker and then a slight shimmer as the blackness of the plane's near-vantablack paintjob and sleek, but the angular figure came to view, the landing gear kicking out as dust and leaves are shoved aside. The cockpit hissed open, sliding back as the operative, Thanatos, stepped out.

They wore standard specops gear for a dominion operative, but with a hardy hologram generator hooked up to powerful batteries on their back, with a small pair of supercapacitors on their belt for future recharging while away from the kestrel. The Gender and features of the operative was obscured by the suit, but the voice quickly gave it away as they gave a slight grunt, hefting themselves out of the cockpit and jumping down to the ground with a thud, standing upright. Their voice was slightly feminine, but somewhat deepened by the thickness of their helmet. The Hologram generator would allow them to hide their outfit behind a false one that matches the local populace. She begins to look around the forest, taking in the sights and tapping in the rough coordinates of Kar into the little GPS on her wrist, that would be guided via mapping by the frigate in orbit.

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ZendikaroftheWest
They are greeted by a slight breeze and the sounds of waves crashing against the shore. Their landing site, located on the beach at 4°W and 17°S, was on one side circumscribed by the sea and on the other by a about 20 metre tall white cliff face. On the other side of the cliff there seemed to be vegetation, but due to the angle only the tops of some trees could be seen.

Looking about, the two noticed something. It was cold. 5°C would be a decent estimate, and added to the coldness coming from the sea a thick fog prevented the sun from shining through.

Along the beach dead wood could be seen, as well as a break in the cliff face where a flood or something akin had broken the stone walls and made it much easier to climb. In the other direction the cliffs made a turn and thus disappeared from view, being replaced by the sea.

kola2134
Having reached the rickety bridge, it was to be noticed that the forest had went entirely quiet. No bird coule be heard, no chirping insects, just silence.

..But forwards, in front of them in the woods where the path continued, a distinct clanging of metal could be heard, as well as the steps of a singular person. The speed seemed to be of walking pace, and the steps sounded light off the damp earth, coming ever closer but norhing being distinguishable through the fog..

kola2134

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The man glared his eyes at the noise. The footsteps perking his ear as he gripped the handle of the blade.

"Standby.."
He spoke the order as the feminine follower pulled her bow, notching an arrow upon it in caution.

ZendikaroftheWest

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They move toward the break, and begin to climb, scaling large boulders as they move up the cliff. Having been disguised to blend in with the natives, they are adequately prepared for the climate.

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kola2134
Standing ready they see....

..a girl, maybe 17, 18 years of age, with red hair and green eyes, in a brown simple dress and a woollen jacket, with a clanging bucket in her hand.
She hops along the path merrily, until she spots the two armed strangers on the road, one of the two holding a nocked bow..

For her everything slows down to slow-motion as the the adrenaline takes over.. The bucket slips out of her hand and hits the gravel with a loud clang, rolling along the path before stopping in the ditch. She backs away slowly, holding her hands to her sides, her face being one of fear and confusion. Listening closely one could hear her stammering..:
"No.. please!..
Then, freeing herself from her paralyzing shock, she turns around on her toes, and starts sprinting away, while the gravel rocks fly away from her feet.

ZendikaroftheWest

Reaching the top they enter the woods, a temperate to boreal forest, with a thick underbrush. The going through there would be slow, but possible. Along the ledge a deer could be seen asing, but jumping off into the woods after seeing the two individuals.

ZendikaroftheWest

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They begin trekking along, slowly heading toward the town called "Forbognilia"

kola2134

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"A-Ah! Wait!"
He cried out realizing it was a simple person before she seemed to spin and run.
"God damnit, fuck."
He sheathed the blade as the feminine follower returned the arrow to the quiver.
"Stay out of sight, use them damn wings and get Infront of that girl before she gets us in trouble."

All he heard was a quick Roger and the white haired girl was already gone. He picked up the bucket and began jogging to catch up. She swept through the trees with a fast elegance as she slid to a stop just off the path before emerging Infront of the running away girl.

"Stop!"

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kola2134
"..No! please- hah!" she stumbles but catches her fall and keeps running. "-Leave me alone!"

The girl keeps on running along the path, more than once stumbling and regaining her balance, before looking about sideways into the thick vegetation and jumping into it, hurried footsteps leading deeper into the woods.

For the feminine flyer the woods were a slight trouble to navigate to say the least, from above the trees there was no visual on the path or whats below, and flying between the trees proved to be a rather distracting task as it involved dodging hundreds of branches, trunks and the like..

ZendikaroftheWest
The going got easier deeper inside the forest as the underbrush got thinner.
There was a distinct smell of beer in the air though, wafting through the forest.. and before long they heard and saw the source of the smell, a cart laden with barrels trundling along a gravel road, towards presumably nearby civilization, being pulled by horses with a singular driver on top of the cart, armed with a crossbow to his side.
He hummed a quiet song while passing along.