Neivon
Spirit of the Shadow Guard
Neivon waited at the spaceport as a group of men wearing fake worker outfits came into the scene. A nikto led the group, doubt was set on his face as he approached the black and silver clad warrior.
"Listen, Bounty Hunter, I got doubts about this 'ere... thing of yours. Look around. There's humans everywhere, how are we supposed to make it look like we're workers blockading the mines?" The Nikto said. Neivon knew he was right, the majority of species here were humans, immigrants weren't unheard of. But this was an agri-world. Everyone was either part of the government, a farmer, or a worker.
"I'll think up a way as we head for the paths." Neivon was beginning to regret this plan, but it was better than nothing. Besides, if anything went wrong, Neivon would make sure a bloodbath would occur. The seer did say only her blood would be spilled.
"Do you even know a way to get to those paths before these guys we're 'sposed to block?" The Nikto said.
Neivon smiled underneath his his helmet. At least he had that covered. "The seer showed me... something. There was an obvious shortcut that was showed, if we follow that, we should get there in no time. I'll rocket ahead, put up props to make it all more authentic."
"I hope you know what you're doing, Bounty Hunter..." The Nikto said. Neivon nodded, turning his own way as he motioned the men to follow. When they reached the outskirts of the capital, Neivon pointed them towards the quickest path, telling them they should be able to find a place with an old lady sitting, that they should wait there. Neivon watched them leave, he himself rocketed where he kept his props near the marketplace. Gasps of surprise and screams were heard around. Neivon didn't care, he picked up the props, rocketing back without a care as he began to travel back to the seer. It was time for the plan to be put into place.
[member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"] | [member="Zhainah Icecore"] | [member="Bryce Bantam"]
"Listen, Bounty Hunter, I got doubts about this 'ere... thing of yours. Look around. There's humans everywhere, how are we supposed to make it look like we're workers blockading the mines?" The Nikto said. Neivon knew he was right, the majority of species here were humans, immigrants weren't unheard of. But this was an agri-world. Everyone was either part of the government, a farmer, or a worker.
"I'll think up a way as we head for the paths." Neivon was beginning to regret this plan, but it was better than nothing. Besides, if anything went wrong, Neivon would make sure a bloodbath would occur. The seer did say only her blood would be spilled.
"Do you even know a way to get to those paths before these guys we're 'sposed to block?" The Nikto said.
Neivon smiled underneath his his helmet. At least he had that covered. "The seer showed me... something. There was an obvious shortcut that was showed, if we follow that, we should get there in no time. I'll rocket ahead, put up props to make it all more authentic."
"I hope you know what you're doing, Bounty Hunter..." The Nikto said. Neivon nodded, turning his own way as he motioned the men to follow. When they reached the outskirts of the capital, Neivon pointed them towards the quickest path, telling them they should be able to find a place with an old lady sitting, that they should wait there. Neivon watched them leave, he himself rocketed where he kept his props near the marketplace. Gasps of surprise and screams were heard around. Neivon didn't care, he picked up the props, rocketing back without a care as he began to travel back to the seer. It was time for the plan to be put into place.
[member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"] | [member="Zhainah Icecore"] | [member="Bryce Bantam"]