Stalkers RPG Main Action and Team Status [SEASON 4]

[Truly]

Truly the Clauncher (S: Water)

Health: 8/8| Sanity: 8/8 | Purity: 5/12
Battle Stance: Flee
Perk: Technical | Abilities: Escort/Protect
Trait: Charming

EDIT EDIT EDIT: Let me crunch down on one of those Enigma Berries. I have no idea what I'm dealing with...

The Vessels of Banishment are brought and shown to us, now that each one is purified and we know what each one truly is. Offered to us to be wielded as weapons, we cautiously consider, then select our most suited implements.

Equip: Crusader Spear

It is an empowering moment. I am beyond hope for those citizens already reaped by the Stalkers, and the guilt of their deaths and damnation falls, in part, on me. It's heavy. But it was all in pursuit of this. Without us, without me, Yaru would have been doomed. I must remind myself that, no matter what could have been, we are making a difference... This world was already lost when we arrived. The Emissaries are here only to do what they can to try to Salvage... Salvage Keep.

Battle Stance: Fight

With the Crusader Spear in claw, I leave the Emissary Quarters with the others. Walking in a group, I, Lillian, Dracobolt, and Old Lace meet Bixas the Pinsir, and with Lillian at the point, beg him to teach us to Rescue.

Learn: Rescue/Escape

Old Lace observes the lesson, lending beginner's expertise and gearing up for the missions ahead, and Lillian supplements with how it feels to be on the other side - her own experience as an amateur Escapee. And then we go our separate ways. The Sheriff and Battle-Bunny begin tracking Anxia to Payload's lair, and I pull Dracobolt aside. "You and I," I tell him before he has time to scurry away, "are going to save Brass."

Rescue: Brass the Braixen

Dracobolt has been flighty and excitable. He's been frivolous and impatient. Even now, he seems to have somehow found time to broker a deal with a wandering mercenary to come along on this mission. It's unnecessary, but I can't fault him for trying so hard. I only hope he got a good deal - no need to brief somebody for a one-time thing.

Despite Dracobolt's general demeanor, I feel confident about the Rescue. We both wield Banishing Vessels. We both are fresh on our skills. We know that Brass was attacked and bested by a Water Type, like me, and while that limits my effectiveness should we meet the same Disciple of Repose, it nearly un-limits Draco's.

We both have our own way of tracking through water: the Pikachu can conduct energy through it, and I sense the life-stuff innately, as though this body was born to rely on it.

"Make sure you pay attention to the direction we're going," I tell my companion. "I want to be able to come back here later and search for clues."