A/N: Here's another one for you ladies and gents following this story.
And thanks to those who managed to speak up. Your Hunters may not necessarily show up immediately or often, but they may have a use later on…even if it's a cameo. I'm likely to use them more immediately if they're not veering into Gary/Mary Stu territory; if they are, then I'm gonna see if I can balance them out first so that they're believable before I ditch them.
Do read and review, would you kindly? And keep it classy!
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[Council Expeditionary Vessel CSV Book of Discovery, Bridge]
"Exiting FTL in 3…2…1…entering normal space now!" announced a Salarian engine tech from behind the door.
As soon as Saria walked into the bridge, she could see the slipstream of FTL dissipating, giving way to the star-speckled black of space. Contrasting with the emptiness of the void however, was the very thing the crews were looking for: a habitable star system to colonize and settle. She could immediately see nine planets orbiting a fairly large star, all of varying sizes.
"Give me the run-down, what do the scans show?" Saria asked taking her seat at the captain's chair.
"So far, nine planets, and about 170 moons," answered the Salarian sensors operator.
"Do we have any habitable locations?"
"Still scan…wait, we have a hit!" added the Salarian, bringing the image up on screen, "Third planet from the sun, one moon orbiting."
"Send the coordinates to the Bravery, and prep for another jump," commanded Saria, "Tell them we'll meet them there."
Luckily for the crew of the Discovery and the Bravery, the FTL transition in the direction of the planet didn't take any longer than a few hours' jump. When they transitioned out of the slipstream, they were treated to the window-side view of the world that they were to colonize. Great expanses of ocean, and a good number of continents with patches of green forest contrasting against sandy brown deserts, along with giant splotches of dark grey and white that could only be mountaintops. Billowing clouds added to the beauty of the planet as they hid and cooled down territories hidden beneath them. Overall, a garden world worth exploring and settling.
Saria's train of thought was interrupted when the door to the bridge opened, Wrex and Vetra walking in. "Well, we've made it," she said with a smile, "There's our new home."
Vetra eyed the screen with wonder. "It's beautiful."
"Not bad," Wrex admitted, nodding in approval, "But we still have to get boots on the ground, and sound the all-clear before we can even settle it."
"That, and we still need to verify that it's even safe to begin with," Saria continued, "Sis, how many of those prototype drones do you have?"
"We have a complement of twenty on us," answered Scotia, "But I doubt that it'll be enough for a complete scan of the planet."
"That'll be fine, we just need a sneak peek of what to expect down there."
Scotia nodded in understanding before pressing a button on her console. "Steg, get the drones ready; we're scanning the planet."
"All of them?" boomed a voice from the other end, it's owner very likely a Krogan.
"All of them," Scotia confirmed, "We need as good a preview as we can get, and run the feed to the Discovery too."
"Whatever you say, Captain."
Once she was done ordering for the drone scan, Scotia pressed another button on her console. "Garrus, get your exploration team ready; you're going to meet the other team at the Discovery, then both teams are going to standby for orders."
"You got it, Captain!"
Saria turned to Vetra and Wrex. "You two do the same; get your team geared up, and meet Garrus at the shuttle bay. After that, standby for orders."
Vetra and Wrex silently nodded in assent before leaving the bridge to prepare for their upcoming mission.
"Let's get closer," Scotia suggested, "That way, the drones can refuel and recharge faster."
"All right, but not too close," Saria warned, "We don't want to spook anything that's down there, so let's get as close as we can before we have to compensate for the world's gravity."
"You got it, sis."
As soon as both ships descended onto the planet's low orbit, the Bravery launched her entire drone complement; each one darted off in a different direction to scan every part of the planet, taking a video recording of what to expect. Granted, every image was from a magnified bird's eye view, but it was enough to give her a general idea: lush green forests and jungles that could support any variety of beings; beaches in all shapes and forms that may appeal to Hanar; even desert biomes that would accommodate races like the Krogan and Drell could inhabit with little trouble. However, what gave her pause was the wildlife that existed on this world: while the majority of it was made up of smaller creatures, there were a large number of gigantic beasts that dominated the food chain. From red, winged animals that terrorized the sky, to giant, horned monstrosities that prowled the desert, it was enough to make one wonder if colonizing this world was worth it.
"Well, at least the ecology is still healthy on this planet," noted Saria.
"Saria, we just found something!" Scotia announced, "Sending you the images now."
Curious as to what her sister was getting at, Saria opened the images that were sent her way. As she studied the bird's eye view from the drones, she saw many buildings at certain locations on the world; much of it was made of wood and some type of bone, with sparse additions of stone and metal here and there. It was primitive, but it was more than enough to tell the captains of both ships that it was inhabited, and the fires they saw at certain places was proof that the natives were still living on this garden world.
"Looks like we're gonna have neighbors," Saria sighed, rubbing her head in exasperation, "I'll be honest, I never thought that this would be possible. Still, the fact that there's people living on this rock makes things a bit more complicated."
"And at a lower tech tier, by the looks of it," Scotia added, "We're gonna have to deal with them sooner or later…now's as good a time as any to make First Contact."
"Captain, we have a contact headed our way!" called a Salarian sensor operator, "It's moving fast!"
"Bring it up on screen!" Saria commanded, causing the star-studded black of space to appear on everyone's screens. What got her attention was the small, silvery object that was approaching the Discovery at high speeds with a violent red trail behind it. The thing could not have been a missile, as she doubted that the natives would've been at the technological level to even build one; still, it was headed for a collision course on her starboard broadside, and it was coming too fast for the Discovery to orient its main gun towards it. And on top of that, there was not enough time for evasive maneuvers.
"EVERYONE, BATTLE STATIONS!" Saria called, "GET THE TURRETS READY! SHOOT THAT THING DOWN BEFORE IT HITS US IN THE BROADSIDE!"
"YOU HEARD THE LADY!" Scotia added, "ALL WEAPONS SYSTEMS UP! SHOOT IT DOWN BEFORE IT CRASHES INTO THE DISCOVERY!"
Within seconds, the black of space was a brilliant spectacle of flashing blue streaks darting towards a menace leaving behind a red trail. Long before the GARDIAN laser became the standard, automated mass accelerator turrets ruled the point-defense weapon scene—while not as fast, accurate, or powerful, mass accelerators were far more consistent, and cheaper. There was a sense of certainty from drowning enemy fighters and missiles in a storm of high-caliber, hypersonic slugs that lasers lacked; a certainty that was lost when the contact continued its trajectory towards the Discovery. As the storm of mass accelerator fire continued to strike at the target, the Bravery unleashed its complement of guided missiles at the contact. The contact was unfazed by the storm of projectiles being sent down range, its speed remained constant even as it was pelted by the hypersonic stakes by the mass accelerator turrets. It sped past the missiles, and continued its path towards the Discovery with explosive ordinance trailing behind it, forcing the Bravery to gun down the missiles before they hit her sister ship.
"EVERYONE BRACE FOR IMPACT!"
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[Elder's Recess]
Nessus sat in his tent, the drone of the lava and the distant thunderclap going on outside as he inspected his latest acquisition from the forge, waiting for his team to assemble. While he didn't appreciate the mass-produced appearance on most of the weapons made in the New World, he valued the work put into them; especially considering that they had to be churned out in a timely manner. Because of Taylor and Vega's hard work, he was reacquainted with a Switch Axe he'd favored back home in Yukumo: every inch of the weapon was covered in green scales, and bursting with swelling muscles in between. The weapon was held together with stiff chains, and its blades were studded with large, razor-sharp fangs that could rend bits of flesh off its target; unsurprising, as the Terror Tyrannos Switch Axe was made almost entirely from Deviljho parts. It was a crude, cumbersome weapon to be sure, but what it lacked in refinement, it compensated for by being a powerful weapon with a high chance of sealing off an Elder Dragon's power.
Nearby, his Palico Kaoru admired the large, serrated blade of the Gajalaka sword she'd also received from the smithy. It had a tapered, cleaver-like blade that was knapped from a slab of carbalite using a Gajalaka drawing as a guide, and its long grip was wrapped in rawhide; in spite of its primitive appearance, it was still a very fine blade that severed tails quite well. At the same time, she made sure to pack a Vigorwasp Spray in the event, she and her master were unable to get anyone to come with them to this hunt.
Their gear check was interrupted momentarily when the flap of the tent was pulled back to allow a woman entrance. She wore a yellow leather tabard over a skin-tight leather and wool white turtleneck, secured with plates of hardened leather and a belt, and a white mantle with blue trim around her shoulders. Her legs were protected by a pair of leather and monster scale warmers with blue leather knee pads over a pair of form-fitting pants and leather boots, and her right arm was protected with a small scaled gauntlet. Strapped to her head were a pair of goggles with extra scopes that fit over the right lens.
"They here yet?" Nessus asked.
"Almost," answered the woman, "Still can't believe you're going up against another Nergigante, partner."
"Gotta get back up sometime, Eden," replied the Hunter, "Might as well use this as an opportunity to give my old friend here a test run."
Nessus slung his Switch Axe across his back, and stepped out of the tent to see three figures descending with their Palicoes; most notable of which being a taller figure clad in the horned helm and spiky armor from previous Nergigante hunts. Slung across his back was the Devastation's Thorns Charge Blade; a slightly weaker, but more reliable weapon that rivaled his Terror Tyrannos in its ability to nullify an Elder Dragon's more dangerous abilities. His Palico wore Bazelgeuse armor, and had a miniature Rathalos sword slung across his back.
Next to Nergigante Hunter was a hooded Huntress swathed in the ratty leather over small, overlapping plates characteristic Vaal Hazak armor. Holstered on the small of her back was a set of Dual Blades with organic Nergigante spikes forming the knuckle bow and blade-catcher that supported thick, thigh-length, recurved blades from a Lunastra. She was slightly shorter than he was, but Nessus knew that nobody was ever given a ticket to the New World for simply being bookish. Her black and white Palico was clad completely in Odogaron armor, carrying the Garon Chainblade.
The final member of the Hunting party was by far the largest of all the arrivals, at which Nessus eyeballed him to be a good 224 cm tall, 113 kilograms out of armor. His bulky armor was a mish-mash of parts from different monsters in such a way as to complement his massive size. The weapon he favored was a massive hammer with a bone head secured to a foreguard with a long, red belts, its face resembling a heater shield; it was the Kulu Ya-Ku hammer known as the Crushing Beak.
"Well, looks like we're going on a hunt with one of the Sapphire Stars," greeted the mish-mashed giant, pulling off his Vangis helmet to reveal white skin contrasted against blue eyes and cropped blonde hair, an amicable grin on his face. His colleague in the Nergigante armor did the same, showing white skin, blue eyes with three old scars across the left eye, and brown hair; the Huntress had olive-tanned skin, with silver eyes and deep brown hair under her hood.
"I find that some hunts are best done with friends, Ty," answered Nessus, "Besides, it's a Nergigante; most Hunters would have trouble with one."
"Well Beck, looks like we're in for a tough fight," noted the Huntress, her attention on the man in Nergigante armor as he nodded in assent.
"Tough indeed, Cory," replied Nessus, "So are we all ready?"
"You know it!" Ty boasted.
"Then let's get ready…whatever last-minute preparations you need to make, make them now."
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[Wildspire Waste, night]
The crackle of a campfire broke through the night sky as Maya Shepard cooked a large hunk of Aptonoth meat on a spit, the oil from the melting fat dripping onto the open flame. Norma sat nearby, her mouth a waterfall of saliva from the scent of shiny, fatty meat mingling in with the scent of wild herbs being sprinkled on. Both were wearing the suits of armor they had prepared for this mission several days earlier; plates of white against dark chainmail, contrasted with a red left pauldron, and a red dragon painted on the upper-left corner of the cuirass. Their helmets and weapons were set aside to keep watch for monsters and the cooking, but were within reach if trouble were imminent.
Perched nearby on Shepard's weapon was a large, dark blue beetle with a prominent pair of mandibles, big enough to sit comfortably on a dinner plate. The Insect Glaive it relaxed on had an axe-shaped blade on the business end, and a crescent blade on the other.
Sitting near the duo was a raven-haired woman with bluish-gray eyes that was scribbling away on a large book at her lap. She had pale skin from growing up on the hinterlands, which was pulled taut over the lithe, muscular body of a gymnast…or a Nargacuga ready to pounce. Her attire included a skimpy white, two-piece jumpsuit with black sleeves that hugged her eye-catching curves, and a black pair of knee-length, high-heeled boots. Most would have wondered what such a delicate-looking woman was doing in such a dangerous place as the New World, but Maya had seen her handler Miranda Lawson in action enough times to know that she could hold her own in a pinch.
"How long until it's done, meowster?" Norma asked.
"Not long," Maya drawled, giving the hunk of meat another few turns on the spit, "And now we're good!"
Norma's ears perked up in joy as Maya began carving the meat. "Finally! Something to cheer us up!"
"Well, better enjoy it while you can," Miranda warned, closing her book in favor of reaching for her plate, "If we can't find that Black Diablos within the next few days, we won't get paid."
Their meal was a consolation prize, considering that her prey had yet to be found. It'd been a few days since Maya and Norma had set foot in the Waste, and still no sign of a Black Diablos, and it was getting fairly close to the one-week deadline before they had to report back. Despite that, their quest wasn't exactly a loss; they'd managed to harvest a good amount of materials during their trek. Their meal was a recent carve from an Apceros that the Huntress had carved up at the beginning of the hunt, with enough left over for Maya and Miranda to store in their quarters for a few days.
As the trio bit down into their meal, a small flash lit up the night sky, followed by a 'bang!' in the distance like a firecracker suddenly going off, startling them on the first bite. Maya's food was accidentally tossed into the fire, while Norma's meat was thrown into the air before landing on her head. Only Miranda was able to catch her cut of meat, before it flew into Maya's face.
"What was that?!" Miranda asked, setting her dish aside to help the Palico with her predicament. The three of them turned their attention to the sky, watching as a red comet sped across the stars in the distance, leaving behind a small cloud in its wake. Before long, bright lights escaped the cloud, scattering in the sky before speeding to the ground, followed by two large objects.
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[Ancient Forest]
Sam searched the forest floor with his Palico Mandy in tow, keeping a lookout for anything strange in the environment, his Greatsword at the ready in the event of trouble. It was a large weapon with a blade that consisted of a long, pointy spire of crystallized bone with hooked prongs protruding from the sides along its length; four on one side, three on the other. The grip was a long metal rod that was flared on both ends, with a leather and fur wrap near the guard and pommel, leaving the middle exposed.
So far, there was nothing of note in their investigation; the animals were still going about their business, although they were still very subdued…as though they were just coming back out of hiding. A sign that there was no Elder Dragon in the area; he did however find tracks belonging to a Kushala Daora not too far from his current location, which was not a surprise given that it was known to frequent the Ancient Forest more than the Elder's Recess. It was for that particular reason that Sam chose the Thundersword for this expedition, as there was very little that could rival the raw power of thunder that the Kirin commanded━a power that Kushala Daora were weak to.
"What's the big deal, nya?" asked Mandy, huffing exasperatedly, "Where's the Elder Dragon?"
"I think we just missed it," replied Sam, sighing in disappointment as he studied a metal scale left behind on a large mushroom by the Kushala Daora, "The trail is too cold for the Scoutflies to follow."
"So what're we gonna now?"
"I'd hate to let a trip like this go to waste, so let's report back to Kelly and make use of this time to get some more materials for later," suggested the Hunter, "With any luck, we'll find a Pukei-Pukei or a Rathalos when we get back."
Mandy's mood perked instantly. "That's great! I was wondering when we'd get some exercise!"
Shepard nodded as the duo walked back to the campsite. It had been several weeks since he, Maya, Gaia, and Nessus investigated the Confluence of Fates with Admiral Epcar and Silverstein the Wyverian Seeker, and the subsequent confrontation against the Elder Dragon that would be known as Xeno'jiiva. In that time, the four of them were still getting over the fact that they'd survived their first encounter with a never-before-seen creature, becoming Commander Price's Sapphire Stars. After all the celebrations, they went their separate ways, but remained friends that would come to each others' aid, especially whenever such a threat would return. Still, he could not get his mind off the fact that such a creature came from the stars was a disturbing thought to Sam, and made him ponder as to what more was beyond their world.
His thoughts were interrupted by a loud explosion in the distance, like a firecracker going off.
"Nya! Meowster, look at the sky!" Mandy said, pointing excitedly at the sky. Sam looked out into the horizon, watching bright streaks falling from a cloud in the sky like rainfall.
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[Elder's Recess]
Tense was the atmosphere as a low, but powerful roar echoed in a chamber of crystals, its owner a spiked, and winged monstrosity thrashing about as it fought. The creature had a pair of large horns adorning its head, its body covered from its head to the tip of its tail in long, black, razor-sharp spines like bristles. It sported a large, muscular pair of forelimbs relative to its body, much like a Fanged Wyvern that were covered in more spines and ended in large, sharp claws. Under the black spines was an unarmored belly that faded from a vibrant purple near the head and shoulders to a pale orange. Of all the creatures that called the New World home, none had earned as much respect and infamy as Nergigante, a vicious animal that preyed on Elder Dragons
The four Hunters that assaulted the Nergigante all wore damaged armor from a protracted fight with the monster, but none of them were intent on surrender. Each one did their part to bring the Elder Dragon down: Nessus aimed for its tail; Ty and Beck worked at neutralizing its horns; Cory danced around its legs as she slashed at its ankles. As Nessus and Beck had weapons with the Elderseal property, both attacked as much as they possibly could, increasing the probability of destroying its black spikes and making the fight much easier. Meanwhile, Cory's Empress Daggers built up the explosive dust with every wound in the Elder Dragon's legs, eventually detonating and staggering the Nergigante, giving Ty the opportunity to land one final, heavy blow that shattered one of the Nergigante's horns while knocking it down.
With the Elder Dragon's inability to fight back as a chance to transform their weapons Nessus slashed one more time with his axe before pulling the grip of his weapon in mid-swing. The axe blade ran down along the rail with the second blade in tow before both locked in place, transitioning into Sword Mode as he cut into the Nergigante's tail. Nessus continued his assault on the tail with his sword before thrusting the transformed weapon into it, a loud whine and hissing sound issuing forth from its internal mechanisms before the tail was severed in a massive explosion that threw him off.
Beck began his transformation by punching the Nergigante in the face with his shield arm, the internal mechanism adding more force to the blow for good measure before turning to sheath sword into his shield. After pressing the sword into the sheath and pulling his arm free, the shield moved on integrated gears along rails, coming to a stop at the top of the sheath and locking in place, the blades extended as Beck brought his axe down on the Nergigante's remaining horn. With repeated blows to the head, Beck eventually severed the horn with one final chop.
The blades of the Empress Daggers lacerated Nergigante's scaly hide as Cory held both blades in a reverse grip, slashing and spinning with an ever-increasing fury as she entered the trance-like state of the Demon Dance. Even as her cuts lost their momentum, her blades still glowing with power as she danced around the Nergigante's body, explosions widening already severe lacerations in its body. The Elder Dragon got back up on its feet just in time for Ty to swing his hammer upward, catching it under the chin like an uppercut. As its head was thrown back, Nessus leaped over a mound landed on its head to thrust the massive blade of his transformed Switch Axe into the Nergigante's chest, it's mechanisms hissing and whining for a few seconds before detonating. The Nergigante's forelimbs reflexively twitched from the explosion before falling back to the ground.
All four of the Hunters stood around the carcass, solemnly silent as they offered a supplication to the Nergigante they had felled. After paying their customary respects to their prey, the Hunting Party walked towards the carcass, knives drawn and ready to carve up the Elder Dragon for viable parts when a loud bang suddenly distracted them. The four of them looked into the sky, watching bright lights streaked to the ground like comets, several of them landing in the Elder's Recess.
"What was that?" asked Cory.
"I don't know, but we can't just leave this carcass behind," Nessus advised, "After we carve up our kill, we'll split up: two of us will go send word back to Astera, while someone else will investigate that racket with me."
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[Omega]
Hot orange lights strobed to the heavy beat thrumming through the halls of Club Afterlife as patrons of every race danced and drank their troubles away. Even as people continued to enjoy the decadent atmosphere of the club, it was business as usual for the criminal underworld that frequented its many facilities. Several Gang bosses negotiated with each other on how to divide their territory while members of the Eclipse planned their newest job. At the same time, Krogan Blood Pack members discussed their next battle with a client.
To Aria T'Loak, it was business as usual as she stood on the balcony overlooking the dancing bodies, watching all these events going on under her watch. She smirked at the thought that these people were unaware of the storm that was brewing on the horizon. Oh, she knew of the relay to Sector X, the one that people believed went to a different galaxy; after all, it was in a system lightyears away from Sahrabarik. The Council had known as well, but they chose not to explore it after that incident with the Yahg and because they didn't want the Batarians to get a foothold on that large swath of unclaimed territory.
Not long after she'd taken over Omega, Aria had taken a ship to investigate that relay out of curiosity. She would have sent a drone through it━the type that explorers used on prime relays to see what was on the other side…better than the standard model in fact. These long-distance drones could be millions of lightyears away from where they were first launched, and still be able to communicate with their mothership so long as they were near a relay. Before she could even enter the drone's mass into the relay, she received a report on the QEC that some asshole had made a power grab on the station as soon as she'd left, and was gaining momentum. Because of that, she had to rush back to Omega, take back control over the station, and hadn't left her throne since then. While she was disheartened that she had to discard her plan to colonize and rule a whole new galaxy, the desire to go through that relay had never left; to that end, she'd had Nyreen and Liselle keep an eye on particular movements that would have gone to Sector X.
When the Rydia twins came to the Sahrabarik System on retrofitted Armali's, Aria was curious; the second their crews were allowed to have shore leave, she ordered Grizz to bring them over. After briefly sizing up the twins and informing them of her number one rule, she got around to what they were doing on her turf. They told her that their mission from the Council was classified, which was already a big hint that the fatheads were up to something; the fact that they left the system using their FTL drives to go in the direction of the relay to Sector X all but confirmed what they were planning to do.
As she settled on her couch with a shot of ryncol in hand, Aria smirked in amusement. There was no way that this action would go unnoticed; a move as big as sending someone into Sector X was bound to get leaked sooner or later. And when that happened, there would be quite a ruckus as everyone would have an interest in that wide expanse of unclaimed territory.
After having a sip of her Ryncol, Aria toasted. "Good luck you two; you're gonna need it to survive out there."
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\Platform Status: Platform #62053 Online
\Platform Code: ********************
\Consensus in Chatroom? Yes
\Topic: Sector X
\Citadel Council assigned Rydia Saria and Rydia Scotia to explore and settle Sector X with retrofitted Armali-class Heavy Frigates designated "Book of Discovery" and "Book of Bravery." Expedition overseen by SPECTRE operators Nihlus Kryik and Jondum Bau. Eventual goal is to find a viable method to return to Citadel Space, and re-establish communication with Council.
\Data on Sector X unknown, hypothesize that Old Machines know of it. Will inquire Heretics for more data.
\Relay to Sector X (henceforth Relay X) larger than standard prime relay, theorized to open to new galaxy, located approximately 30 lightyears beyond Sahrabarik System. Probability of organic survival through relay: Unknown.
\T'Loak Aria has shown interest in investigating Relay X, but rebellion at Station Omega forced her to abandon plans for exploration. Remains unable to explore due to instability of her influence in the station, but open to an opportunity to explore Sector X.
\Proposed course of action: Reconnaissance━ send one platform to investigate Council activity in Sector X.
\Urgent! Recent relevant organic activity detected:
\-"Book of Discovery" and "Book of Bravery" have used Relay X; all contact at last known communications buoy has been lost.
\-Unofficial Batarian activity, single ship designated "Implacable" acting on intelligence of Relay X, moving to investigate.
\-Okeer Warlord reached agreement with Krogan Blood Pack to create army of krogan from materials provided by Collectors, hypothesize eventual intent to conquer Sector X.
\-Shadow Broker activity on the rise; intent unknown, but Sector X has cropped up in multiple searches. Speculation: Shadow Broker intends to enter Relay X, potentially to gain foothold in Sector X. Plans include revealing the whereabouts of Wrex Urdnot and female Krogan clan to Wreav Urdnot. Will investigate veracity of speculation.
\Consensus Verdict Required: Send one platform on mission to observe and investigate organic activity in Sector X?
\Consensus compiling data: Verdict 0.05% reached…
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Codex:
Armali-class Heavy Frigate
Armali was an Asari warrior that was said to have been half-goddess. She was said to have gone on an adventure that would be known as the Twelve Labors to atone for the sin of murdering her family in a fit of madness. Such was her legend that her name would be identified with a powerful city on Thessia.
For such a small ship, the Armali-class Heavy Frigate is designed specifically to take and dole out punishment in equal measures. To that end, it has been equipped with thickened armor plating and strong kinetic barriers, along with powerful mass effect engines that gave it better mobility. Its armaments include mass accelerator turrets, and a spinal-mounted mass-accelerator gun that enabled it to menace ships larger than itself.
With new designs such as that of the Destiny Ascension coming out of the production line, many venerable Armali's have been decommissioned ever since the Krogan Rebellions…however, a handful of them still remain in service until the Republics have been sufficiently updated. Those that are not still on duty are often retrofitted for other purposes including scientific research.
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A/N: I wonder what destroyed the Discovery...?
In the future, I think of what the Council will think of the Monster Hunter planet (no formal name yet) if word were to reach them. I myself have a feeling that the galactic community will see it as somewhat of a planet version of Australia or even Africa; a world of beauty and extreme danger with a lot of potential, where only the strong and hardy can survive.
If you've noticed the canon Handler being named "Eden," that's because I have decided to name the members of the main cast after their voice actors…or at least, refer to other characters they've voiced over. For example, we have Admiral Epcar (Richard Epcar), Seeker is named Silverstein (Keith Silverstein), and the Field Team Leader would be Levi (Attack On Titan's Levi Ackerman, voiced by Matthew Mercer, who also voiced over the Huntsman).
Now to answer some anonymous reviewers:
Writing Warrior: Not only was your Hunter too big, but entering his numbers into a BMI calculator said that he was severely underweight, which is why I changed his height to a more attainable and believable 7'4" (rounded up to 224 cm) to make him fit. This may seem small, but remember that Andre the Giant was around that height, and was much heavier when he was still active.
TyrannoForce: Not all the races just yet, just people that would be immediately useful in an expedition into unknown territory. Elcor and Volus, for example would probably be more useful after a settlement has been established; on the other hand, Krogan and Quarians would be more immediately useful for the initial stages. There would of course be Drell on the expedition, as they would be very useful as scouts.
FantasySci-FiMax: Every review you leave behind gives me more things to address, and fills my head with ideas on how to proceed. Suffice to say, not everyone will appear in Sector X immediately, but I do have ideas on what will happen.
The Question: Basically it is another Galaxy…in fact, I'm pretty much doing Andromeda here to depart from the usual Relay 314 Incident.
I am still taking character appearance requests, and I apologize for it being late, but I decided to have the Athame colonists follow the Iceborne storyline after they settle in, so they should be in High-rank gear. Please PM or review to me if you have a character you want to show up with the following info:
Name:
Race: Human or Wyverian (They're the only races we see doing any active hunting)
Gender: No transgenders, please! I doubt Monster Hunter-verse has the materials necessary to even have transgenders.
Sexual Identity: Gay? Straight? Bi? Omni?
Age:
Height: In centimeters
Weight: In kilograms
Body Type: Slim, Muscular?
Skin Color:
Eye Color:
Hair Color:
Notable Features: Tattoos, scars, amputations, etc.
Personality:
History: Just a little of what they've done before going to the New World, like what was the biggest monster they killed, or where they come from. That, and what they've been doing while in the New World.
Guild Status: Are they still active? If not, then what do they do now? Are they Guild Knights?
Handler: Do they answer to a Handler, or to a receptionist? If they answer to a Handler, give a brief description of them; name, gender, personality.
Hunter Rank: Are they Low- or High-ranked?
Equipment: Just what weapon they normally use, and the armor they're wearing
Knife: Describe the knife they carry; i.e. instead of the knife you see in-game, Nessus carries a big recurve bowie with a blackened, full-tang Damascus steel blade, brass s-guard, and an antler grip. (This is optional)
Palico Name: Name your Hunter's Palico
Palico Description: Describe the physical appearance; tail length, fur thickness, eye color, etc.
Palico Equipment: Describe the Palico's weapon, gear, and armor
Palico Personality: Describe the Palico's demeanor