Dr.Nekoshu
Confuse. Improvise. Overcome.
Yalandor has been the historical site for many of Drassabel’s most pivotal moments throughout history. It has been the site of many assassinations of powerful individuals, the site where a few wars were started, and the site where magic first began to hide itself away from the growing human populace. But through all of it Yalandor remained strong, the capital of the realm of Drassabel. Resting upon the main crossing of the River Drass that had once upon a time brought life to the whole of Drassabel as it flowed directly through the center of Yalandor, coming down from the mountains to the north-east. Now Yalandor stands to see another pivotal moment in history, a group of people with no name or a singular face have risen in the streets of the capital. A resistance to face those who currently rule over Yalandor and the majority of the realm of Drassabel. They are made of your common man, an everyday citizen from the streets, a high-roller here on “business,” and the occasional back-alley arms dealer.
They have risen up to face the Corporations that have survived alongside Yalandor time and time again, feeding off it whilst keeping it alive. These Corporations are easily recognizable even to those new to the realm, their names having spread far and wide for their products. These names are that of King’s Command, a leader in luxury items of all sorts, whether that be vehicles ranging from a sports car with repulsor-lift technology to ensure not a single bump is felt, from the smallest of things like a scarf supposedly made by what remains of the Elves from the western forests of Hildren. Another is the Knight’s Corp, a company known for their sturdy and reliable materials used in projects across the realm to ensure the safest of products both for buildings and more dangerous things such as much of the weaponry they proudly boast about. Then lastly we have the wondrous Wizard’s Way, masters of the mechanical and technological, as well as the magical to the best it can be understood since its diminished presence in the realm. Each well-known and seen as seats of power throughout the realm and perhaps the continent, maybe even the world.
Now, we see where the story begins, no it is not with the Resistance per say, it is with a secret group made and gathered by these corporations. Powerful individuals that most would be lucky to cross and live if the Corporations wanted something they stood in the way of. Project “Withstand”, Androids… Mostly mechanical beings made in an attempt to imitate life to the fullest, and attempt to become as powerful as those of The Court, the gods of the realm, by creating life. Though from different corporations these Androids have been given a sense of family from both their main creators and heads of the project, affectionately known as Mother and Father. Each corporation pooled resources into this project, perhaps they saw a bigger threat in the Resistance than they currently posed, perhaps they merely wanted a chance to test their latest technology on a group of dissidents without the knowledge of the populace at large. Either way the group of 5 Androids quietly stood within the ruins of the older inner-city, surrounded by stone and wooden buildings, blacksmiths, taverns, shops and houses all harkening to the days when Yalandor was ruled by a king, but now almost all but dust and rubble as the city worked to incorporate it into the newer age…
Time: 8:00PM
Location: Yalandor Inner City Ruins
As the five stood silently under the crumbling ceiling of what must have once been an old shop, the leader of the group, one Elias Vexxial codenamed “Enforcer” took a glance out the rotted doorway into the vacant and quiet streets outside into the dark night as the glow of the newer city streets was distant. Then turning back to his siblings he smiled at them and began to speak. “Welcome to the field. As Mother and the Corporation know this is our first outing together as a family, they have given me the go-ahead to provide a briefing whilst we prepare near the target area.” His smile was soft and gentle, much like the face of a man proud to see his old friends from younger days. “We are out here to pinpoint the location of a Resistance post here in the old city, scans performed via drones and reports from scout teams from the Knight’s Corp say that there has been a significant amount of irregular activity for this section of the old city. Partly due to this area being cordoned off for new construction and improvements, and the notice in a frequent lack of building supplies most of which stand on the more technical or mechanical side of things.” He gave a moment for pause before moving on with his briefing.
“While this could all be explained by squatters who were missed in previous sweeps of this sector, or merely a scavenger or two ballsy enough to steal from the corporation… Neither truly explain the number of missing worker-class drones sent in to start improvements, then later discovered to be dismantled, destroyed, or even unlocated and perhaps in the hands of an unknown party.” Elias gave a soft chuckle and looked over his siblings, admiring them in their combat gear. “Lucky for us the Corporations hves not merely sent us out on a scouting mission to search for what is hidden within two city blocks of our location, and if you have not gathered by the requirement of your combat gear for our first mission. We are also here to eliminate the post, and to be specific our orders are to eliminate any personnel that may pose a threat, gather any and all intelligence we may find within the post whether it be data-files or older files, then destroy anything that could be recovered by other resistance members not currently on site. So we are running a No-Mercy mission, but as leader I do have plans, that if at all possible. We will capture one of these members alive and bring them back to labs at King’s Command for interrogation." With that he took a moment to straighten himself up and stand in a rather regal fashion, arms behind his back, chest pushed out a small amount and his head lifted slightly to the right. Then once more he spoke to his team. “So before we begin our search in the night for the post, are then any questions about your mission goals, our plans, or anything else that can be answered now?”
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