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Billiam Billy was not far behind the Earth-slicker Everett. His ride had taken him on the same path, but certainly not with the same quality. Everyone in the group would've heard the louder-than-usual whirring of his robot horse donkey, and also him quietly going 'ow' with every three or four...

Billiam gave his mulehorsething a pat on the snout - the thing wasn't programmed to respond to such stimuli, so it just took it like a... well, robot. Billy ignored this unnatural display of bare-bones programming and carried on with his bravado. "Attaboy, horsie. We're gonna catch us sum'...

Putting his Big Iron back into its rightful holster, Billiam inhaled sharply. It didn't do much considering he had his rebreather on, but he'd gotten used to taking a whiff of the still air following a gunfight - old Martian habits die hard. The man then looked down at his armor and apparel...

Collab with Dragongal Billiam was having a great day, pumping dog-gone no-gooders full of lead with his Big Iron. The only downsides were the parts where he had to reload - that and the parts where the enemy bullets cut through the flimsy wall material and scratch the paint off his body armor...

Billiam had sidled up to the wall after the first shotgun round almost took Salvo's head off (again). A few bullets also flew through the wall near his position, but his instincts told him they wouldn't hit him, and that was good enough. Although the wall's unstable construction did bring a...

Billiam stopped and took a peek from his cover as he finished loading fresh bullets into the Big Iron's revolving magazine. From a distance, it probably looked comical for the enemy sniper, spotting a head with a horn sticking out of it - the sniper must've found it very amusing, because a...

Billiam listened to the sheriff as he rode forward, his right hand resting on his hip the entire time - a benign, naive expression of confidence from afar, concealing the ulterior motive of being quick on the draw with his Big Iron on his back. His mule-horse was dumb enough to obey his...

Ozai Ah, so they have barons here! That was some consolation to Ozai; his readings mentioned other forms of social hierarchies in the rest of the world, and the word 'baron' rung a bell in his head. Perhaps something akin to Lord maybe? It was a very good idea to approach this one in...

Billy took the new badge with unsure hands. The contract didn't mention shiny badges! Did it? He couldn't remember for the life of him - he could only read the essentials well: go with Salvo, kill bad folks, get money. Whatever the deal with the badges was, Billy wasn't gonna just stand there...

Ozai The young lord of Clan Masakuro dwelled on his circumstances as his boat neared Arakei's ports. Far from home, an exiled man, alone. Not exactly stellar conditions. He even left the place in a hurry, too - only the clothes and weapons on him, plus a small pouch of local Torikage coins...

Billy sat in the corner of the saloon. He had his feet tucked onto another chair, opposite his own, leaning back in blissful relaxation among a crowd of drunkards and gamblers. Wisdom from his time as a security guy taught him that the safest place in a saloon was in a corner, since you could...

Jeanette Dushkova The excitement has worn off a while now, and Jeanette finally noticed the raindrops rolling down her wet shawl - something she'll have to dry out later. Her limbs, now left without adrenaline, began to let out their whining about the little tussle she had with that one...

GM Jason's ship pulled into 'port', with Miss Endeavour scrawled on the side of its hull. The thing was holed up at the mouth of the cave, its bulky self occluding almost all of the light that would normally be reflecting inside the cave itself - as a result, the newly-arrived captain was...

Jeanette Dushkova Vivian Wolf stood on a wall, but then she had a great fall. That was pretty bad. She let her rifle slip when she went over the edge, and Nathan Hill got a hold of the rifle she had. That was really bad. As Jeanette was busy wiping alien gunk and viscera off of her entire...

Keikling Things have not gone to plan at all; even that previous statement is an understatement. They were tipped off and targeted with deadly vigor. With how the previous missions had gone, the Giants had doubts about Alorias - surely he was a bit too cautious with this Cult, since they were...

Ten weeks have passed. Much has transpired. The party of adventurers performed to the best of their abilities in every mission against the Darkborne Cult - as well as the other misadventures they got up to in their spare time. The information they got out of Stangfel led them to a trafficker in...

Jeanette Dushkova The creature's head went splat mere inches in front of Jeanette's face, sending alien viscera all over the place (it got in her hair, dammit!) and making a mess of her rifle. The girl didn't fail to notice the shooter, Vivian, running up to her platform with extra ammo in her...

Jeanette Dushkova Ah, bullshit. They can climb up these walls?! Well, not exactly, since these raptors have demonstrated their ability to jump real high - three such creepy aliens have jumped up and onto the platform where the Dushkova girl stood. They'd caught her with her pants down, or...

And thus, a few hours pass, with a plan set in motion... Krak'yun Sneaking through this way is still good-easy; sneaking through tall-grass and forestland, concealing Krak'yun and Gale-man from patrolling guards. They do not know about this passage, even after the riot and loud-noise ruckus...

Jeanette Dushkova Bang. Pull. Ping. Push. Click. Aim. Bang. Pull. Ping. Push. Click. Aim. Bang. Without the slightest hesitation, Jeanette Dushkova put her survival rifle to work, some actual work this time. Almost by pure instinct, she'd loosed three shots downrange, picking off the big...