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In Topic: Outpost 6 May-day

08 September 2018 - 07:13 PM

Andrew Grayson Adrik Morgan


First Battalion looked to be in the thick of it. Connory crouched at a slanted viewport and assessed the mess from half a klick straight up. Outpost Six might still fall, but if it did, it'd be over a whole lot of dead bodies: the First seemed committed. Comms chatter indicated the same. 


"Thanks for the ride, Lieutenant," Connory said, and stepped out the hatch.


He dropped like a stone for the first four hundred and fifty metres. Then low-grade inertial dampeners kicked in, a pair of repulsorpacks flared to life, and his cybernetic legs flexed on impact. He'd touched down right behind the line of Armadillos, where the First's infantry were redeploying after a rout. He couldn't blame them: those bugs brought back all kinds of memories.


On the plus side, now the First had a little respite. As the first rounds of the airstrike began to chew into the bugs' main force, Connory got up on an Armadillo and switched his Boneshatter carbine to AOE. He'd designed its subsonic hum to ward off large predators, and though the bugs had plenty of momentum, their front ranks faltered a little. The Commonwealth troops' headgear would protect them just fine.

In Topic: The Iron Breaker (Mandalore)

04 July 2018 - 11:34 AM

"Beware the Australis tihaar! They'll make you imbibe the whole jar. And soon your own slang will acquire a twang, with the wit of a rusty crowbar."


Connory tootled on his bes'bev.


Kaine Australis Cyneric

In Topic: The Iron Breaker (Mandalore)

04 July 2018 - 11:00 AM

"There once was a Mando hirsute, who nothing and no-one would suit. He sneered in disdain, bestowed judgment in vain, revealed himself thus as a brute." A lean, ageing man in helmetless beskar'gam sat with his back against a window, tooting notes on a bes'bev. "I feel like I'm butchering the flow for the sake of the rhythm scheme. And rhyming 'suit' and 'hirsute' feels cheap. Any help?"



In Topic: Mandokarla Market Day (With Contracts!) - open to all Mando buyers/sellers

02 July 2018 - 09:07 AM

Shia Kryze

It transpired that Bard Independent's stall attendant -- a Herglic in skimpy beskar'gam -- had good news and bad news. The bad news was that Bard Independent didn't typically make slugthrowers. The good news? They did make hextrine ammunition in a variety of calibers, including the sizes most compatible with Mandalorian sniper rifles.

Also, the attendant put out a couple of interesting new lots: the axe and helmet of Mandalore the Enduring.

Jaster of Clan Awaud

Connory had various associates on site, primed and ready for good deals. One, a short, muscular woman in beskar’kandar, found herself fascinated by the Zeltec ultranium.

“These Zeltec,” she said to the attendant. “An alien civilization?”

Mishka Larraq

Connory paused in front of the lovingly crafted shop. “I've heard of these,” he said, pointing to the Gemcutter axes. “Jedi-killers, yes? Incremental Force severing? How many are for sale?”

In Topic: Invitation to the Game

02 July 2018 - 08:50 AM

Damian Starchaser

"That's the challenge, yes. So far, our most effective approach is to bind micronized beskar to the quantum fiber in the laminanium, and integrate beskar into the surrounding medium. At the moment we're looking at microgranules -- limited structural integrity, but excellent energy absorption. We haven't tried microfibers yet, but we're always looking for new ways to use laminanium as a delivery mechanism. As for that underlay, I would buy that in bulk, and I'm sure I wouldn't be alone."

Connory came to a window that looked down on an active stress testing experiment. Beskar really was wonderful, wasn't it. "So this underlay - self-contained power-armor, space suit?"