Wordslingin'

You know it’s been a momentous session when the successful completion of a months-long op is the least interesting thing that happens. In other news, revelations! Twists! Meta-knowledge that can finally be brought in game! And just in time, too, as we prepare for a month-long hiatus before next game.

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Wordslingin'

A small side-issue wound up taking the entire night to complete, much to the consternation of Georges the GM. On the other hand, we have all our crates back and are pretty sure we’re once more in the targeting hairs of the SRID. Again.

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Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VIII: Cool And Collected

Early Autumn 1927, in or near Port Arthur.

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Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VIII: Behind the Facade

5 Autumn, 1927

Lyta sat on her Gear’s massive foot and traced the rivets with her fingertips. Fennec had gone off to see to the backpacks they would need to transport Hippolyte’s cargo, and Lukas and Torgath had each gone off to their own private conversations, leaving her alone to check on the Gears. She’d verified that everything was in order, that nothing had been tampered with, and that they would be ready for their nighttime trek in a day or two.

It hadn’t taken long. Certainly it had taken less time than everyone’s conversations.

Lyta watched the comings and goings in the hangar. The sounds of metal-on-metal and metal-on-concrete rang out in the echoing chamber. Lyta tapped her foot.

Abruptly, she stood up. “Fuck it,” she muttered, “we were gonna take ‘em out soon anyway.”

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Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter VIII: Knowing What You Want

5 Autumn, 1927

She was a sight to behold.

He was a skilled operator himself but sat in quiet admiration as she ducked and weaved her way through the field. She displayed both raw talent and trained skill. He took immeasurable satisfaction in watching her approach a roadblock and, far from being dissuaded or even slowed down, turn that challenge into a means of propelling herself forward and achieving her ultimate goal. She moved back and forth with such grace and beauty that she made it all look effortless.

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Wordslingin'

When two options for reaching your objective loom before you, one simple and uncomplicated, one involving a low-flying dirigible, which one would you choose? This was the choice before Our Heroes (tm) this week.

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