Setting
Madros VII: Relic World
Indigenous Population: 30,000,000*
TEC Population (Overwatch): 15,000
Technological Level: 2**
Resources: Scant industrial grade starship metals to be found on moon. No mine-able asteroid belt to speak of. Poor location for mining operations.
*Latest Census 3120 - Incomplete
**Class Two natives have reached Iron development
Indigenous Population: 30,000,000*
TEC Population (Overwatch): 15,000
Technological Level: 2**
Resources: Scant industrial grade starship metals to be found on moon. No mine-able asteroid belt to speak of. Poor location for mining operations.
*Latest Census 3120 - Incomplete
**Class Two natives have reached Iron development
Madros VII
Madros VII is a Relic world, on which an artifact has miraculously been found. Valuable ship-building resources are otherwise scarce, but previously it was unneeded due to the technologically inept natives.
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Madros VII is a part of 
Sins of a Multiversal Empire: Heirlooms.
8 Characters Here
GM [32]
Ezreal Arrilius [14] "...If I didn't find you so funny, I'd think you were annoying."
Selene Ulles [13] Arn Consortium soldier with a robotic persona.
Anyalita [10] Mind of matter, bullet shatters mind
Osric Vaheed [6] A Tiresian fighter ace with over a hundred kills in a number of different theaters. Currently serving in Al'Kaera squadron.
Tryst [4]
Eric Fererh [3] Arn Consortium Engineer who can make a solution for almost anything thrown at him.
Matthew Clark [0] A skilled Arn Consortium spy, Matt's the go-to guy if you need information. Good luck getting it out of him.
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The waitress brought Ezreal some drink or other- a brandy maybe- and then stuck around for a few moments in case he needed anything else. The song changed again after a while, the blushing women descending back into the crowd. This time it was something or other about how righteous it was to be a man, which drew more applause- at this point it wasn't even clear if what they were singing were real songs, or if they were making it up as they went. If the latter, it was at least impressive in that they could make up the lyrics consistently.
Selene Ulles started laughing at Ravina. "Sorry, you're just too cute." She grinned, and looked up to the man. "You I'd think you were a good drunk but the people I drink with know that the best start stuff to start with is the smooth drinks and go heavier and crazier from there." She winks up at him before looking back to Ravina. "So what is your name?"
Ezreal Arrilius looked over his shoulder at the pilots who were singing. They were starting to get annoying. Good mood plus drinks. Throw in Ezreal. Things started getting wild. Being annoyed ruined his good mood. Luckily, he couldn't tell what faction they were from. He didn't much care. Spinning in his fair, he cupped his hands around his mouth. "Would you stupid hickbilly fliers please shut the hell up?! Some of us are trying to relax!"
Ravina Solaris blinked at the comment, "What am I doing wrong?" Then she heard the harsh yelling from someone behind her and turned around, there was going to be another fight. She didn't know what "Hickbilly" meant, but she was 100% it wasn't polite to call someone that. The monk turned back to Selene, nodding deeply, "I'm Ravina Solaris, if it wouldn't be rude to ask, whats your name?"
The large man finishes his drink off in a few mighty gulps. Setting it down loudly, he grins at Selene. "That may be, but I just got an expensive drink for free, so this damn station's more than paid its debt." The singers on the stage pause, their revelry broken for a moment as they look around, then just shout at no-one in particular. "Sod off an' enjoy the music, you blasted wad!" The pilots all laugh- then continue singing a song about how poorly some people party.
Selene Ulles looked back waving Ezreal off. "Eh let them sing, they're having a good time and they made some of the ladies blush. If they annoy you that much request a song!" She shouts back before looking back to Ravina. "Selene Ulles." She offered her hand to shake. "And it isn't rude to ask my name." She smiled at her. She had looked up to the man to respond. "So what has gotten you all riled up if ya don't mind me asking?"
Anyalita placed a hand over her mouth masking her giggle at Ezreal's sharp retort as a result to the pilot's crude singing. "Agreed, the singing and use of crude humor is getting rather tiresome." she'd add in only not so sharply as the man. Anya shook her head as the song changed again to another annoying hem. "Are you kidding me, how about some actual talent sing instead of a bunch of drunkards."
Ezreal Arrilius waved off everyone else, but threw a wink at the one supportive voice. "Or, ya guys can shut the hell up. I mean, its not that hard. Its the opposite of talking. Then again, opposite might be too big a word for you!" He blinked before sitting back down. He hoped someone would say something. He really did. He could go back to his room and drink but, there, he couldn't be an ass. This was more fun. Company and all. Down on the planet, he'd been pretty isolationist. Back to civilization and all!
This time the singers, unfortunately Ezreal might think, simply ignored him- aside from the few hecklers, most of the bar seemed to enjoy their raucous singing. Then again, most of the bar was drunk. The large man looks between the two women- they hadn't asked his name, though he supposed, after the way he had acted before, it was about time he apologized. Turning his imposing figure on Ravina, he sort of inadvertently glares down at her.
Ravina Solaris brushed her hair out of her face, before taking Selene's hand and smiling. She kept wincing everytime the singers hit a high note, or a heckler shouted something. To be honest, she was worried. Headaches aren't fun, and the sweaty fumes, plus the noise, some of the less cleanly of the bar clients were putting out weren't going to be a good headache prevention. Quite the opposite in fact. The monk felt someone looking at her, and stared up at the big man. "Oh. uhm..."
Anyalita looked towards Ezreal just in time to catch his wink. "Might as well just ignore them, all pilots are just full of testosterone and dizzy from the weight of their brains due to them being in zero gravity a lot of the time." she giggled again to herself before reaching into her pocket for the data pad just to check the time then replace it in her pocket.
Selene Ulles shook Ravina's hand before letting go. She even looked over to Ezreal to give him a shrug of. 'ohwell too bad for you'. She then turned around to finally take a sip of her cold drink. Taking a sip she looked at the man's imposing finger and turned her head. "Eh, what is it this time?"
The man looked as if he was going to bellow at her, scream and rage and crush her all at once. Instead, he exhales silently and grumbles, "Sorry." He then turns back to the bar and buries his chin in the crook of his arms, staring dully at the bartender, who was busy tending others.
Ezreal Arrilius looked back at the pointed ear female. "Whatever. If they want to be morons, let them. I'm not gonna stick around too much longer anyway. Hell, Shine is probably pissed that I haven't called or met up with him yet. Let him boil." He took a sip of his scotch and looked back at the pilots, then back at her. "This place...It was so nice and quiet before. Now, just a bunch of foolsh." Okay...starting to get a little tipsy. Maybe.
Anyalita nodded in response to the man's remark. "Indeed they are moronic, but whats one to do." she'd reply. Anya was slightly surprised that Ezreal hadn't come with some snide remark about her different appearance, it was a welcome change from all the rather annoying and rude comments she received.
Ravina Solaris nodded back to the man, and as he sat down she reached across the bar, and put a hand on his shoulder, "Apology Accepted." She removed her hand form the megalithic man, and then sighed. Although her posture was far different from the large man, her general expression was the same, boredom, exhaustion. So on and so forth. Instead of having her chin in her elbow, she sat cross legged on the stool, one hand resting on her knee and the other folded on her lap.
Selene Ulles watched the exchange between the two. "Hmm." She sounded and looked around. "How bout we all head out. If you want to tag along that's fine." She said to the man. "Though we are heading over to the consortium's wing. If not I'll give you my comm number if you give me yours. Seem like you could be useful help sometime." She looked back to Ravina. "Ready to go?"
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