Re: Roxa, Raphael and Ahern
On Friday, July 5, 2019, 07:12:28 AM PDT, Garry Stahl <firstname.lastname@example.org
>> Roxa scans this process as it occurs
> An unknown energy is being pulled in and converted
> to matter in a controlled manner.
I am sure the tricorder is all "WTF!? WTF!?" Roxa records it carefully, unaware that she is generating data that will confuse and frustrate science officers for generations.
>> "How are you doing that?
> Raphael: "We call it magic. A means of focusing
> energy, in this case from a godly source to do work."
> Her scans indicate that both of them reek of the energy.
Roxa: "Godly energy?"
>> How do you know your restoration is accurate?"
> Raphael: "It knows what it was. The memory of the
> past is sufficient. It will not be something it was
> not. The spell is called 'make whole', and it does
> that, be it a scroll or a bit of crockery. It does
> not work on living things. For that you have healing."
Roxa: "The memory of the past? Your energy is looking into the past to guide the reconstruction? Why are living things different?"
OOC - Sandi had a magic person try to use a repair spell on a dead person. It repaired the body, but restored no life. My description of splattered brains and gore wriggling back into the skull squicked Sandi out.
>> Roxa: "What is the function of this artifact? To
>> invoke a rain god? To create a rain god? To
>> create rain on a god?"
> Ahern: "I will not know until I fully study it.
> But from what we have seen so far, I suspect
> detailing ceremonies for the appeasement of same."
Roxa: "Was that rain god a real being of some sort or a mythical entity?"
> Raphael: "The more we learn of this culture, the more
> we are finding that their death by fire was not
> uncalled for."
Roxa Blinks. This idea is extreme for her. "That seems unkind."
>> Roxa: "Well, We have lots of refugees.. More are
>> welcome. One of the quietly mentioned features of
>> the Earth of my Federation is that the population
>> is declining. Refugees are always welcomed there.
>> They've rebuilt from the Iconian attack. You can't
>> even tell it happened physically."
> Raphael: "My turn. What is an Iconian?"
Roxa: "Well, it happened while I was in school, so I didn't get to see any of it first hand. Nulle, Tiefa and Noseg there were on the Brethenga at the Battle they call The Gateway to Grethor. Everyone else was at the battle of Sol."
The Iconians were a race of advanced humanoids 200,000 years ago. A coalition of younger and more venal races attacked them for their secrets. The Iconians were so advanced and peaceful that their defenses were out of position. Their homeworld got smeared and a small handful of Survivors escaped to the Andromeda Galaxy.
Then, slowly but surely they came back. They operated through allies and agents. They caused the destruction of Romulus, and the Undine war. They sicced the Elachi and the Vardwaar on us.
The Iconians were so few, they operated through a race of genetically engineered servants called "Heralds" - Normal enough folks, I guess, if you over look the six eyes and no noses. But they worship the Iconians.
The Heralds built fleets of robot warships and ground fighting bots. So many robots.
They rolled across known space in about six weeks. I am told all the allied powers lost half their fleets. They managed to land on New Romulus and Qono'S.
Then they made one last big push, every ship that could move on both sides was at Earth. I've seen the scans. It looked ugly. Our side was badly outnumbered. Then One ship from the Allied side did something time travel related and came away with the thing they needed to make peace.
The Iconians retreated to their third Dyson Sphere at Iconia and asked to be left alone.
They are about two meters tall. They look like they are made from glowing swirling Jello. They hover about 50 centimeters off of the ground. They have metal.. oh, armor? clothing? something. It floats in close proximity to them. They have this style where they take metal and hold it in place with force fields. Their dress reflects this.
Their ships, did, too. Graceful spikes in close formation, but not actually touching. You know a Herald ship is done when it's sub hulls fly apart. I'm told it's more fun when they're exploding as they go.
If you see an Iconian speak carefully and respectfully and back away as soon as you can. They are tempermental and amazingly destructive when they get set off.
The Heralds are less touchy, but you don't see them around much. They're busy making sure their creators have what they want and get left alone.
>> Roxa: "Oh. Like space!"
> Ahern: "I have not been in 'space'."
> Raphael: "The People of Earth H are doing this.
> 'Starships' they call them. Ships so fast they
> can cover the spaces between the stars. I have
> seen a few examples of the teleplay they call
> Star Trek, taken from the logs of the Corps of
> Discovery. It is interesting. They do not
> kill much, refreshing."
Roxa: "Huh. Interesting. We have Star Trek, too. Ours started a few years ago. They say its taken from the logs of the various starships Enterprise, but Starfleet people say they borrow events from all over. On Purplevale it's used to popularize the concepts of Starfleet and the Federation. In the show there's not much fighting and they try to find peaceful resolutions. I've heard a few old timers wishing to get back to that.
Even a lot of the Klingons on our crew are tired of the war, and want to return to... well... Klingon peace time, where the battles are more widely spaced."
>> Roxa: "Really? What did you do there?"
> Raphael: "Rested. For all the weirdness, Bitopia
> is a relatively safe plane. My family and I could
> catch our breath and rest for a while, without having
> to kill things."
Roxa: "I understand how you feel. A lot of people on my ship have been fighting for a long time at this point. We just got out of the Hur'Q uprising. Between the Tzenkethi and the Hur'Q, it was just go, fight, go, fight. A lot of people aren't very happy with the Tzenkethi right now."
>> Roxa (Blink, blink) "Well, that would explain a lot."
>> (She looks around) "I'm having fun, but our SOP is
>> to avoid this sort of thing if possible. We're seeing
>> more such things. I wonder how I could assure myself
>> this place is stable?"
> Ahern: "It always has been. As you must, return
> to the place from which you entered, it is that stable."
Roxa: "How many times have you been here? How long have you been coming here?"
>> Roxa: "Priests of which religion?"
> Ahern: "I am the Divine Servant of Harimud of
> the Horseclans." He lightly touches the collar
> around his neck."
Roxa nods like she has the faintest idea. Her face betrays the fact that she's never heard a word of this before.
> Raphael: "I am of the Household Order of Suszan
> McDonald, the Centaur goddess of motherhood and
> nature. I do not ignore the rest of the clan
> however." His eyes dart in the direction of the Centaur.
> The Centaur nods back with a slight smile.
> Garry AKA --Phoenix-- Rising above the Flames.
Roxa waves at the Centaur: "Greetings"
Roxa turns back to Raphael "Suszan McDonald? Sounds almost like an Earth name."