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Main Sim - Diplomatic Hall - The High Elder One Arrives!

Posted April 19, 2021, 2:45 p.m. by Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone (Commanding Officer) (Robert Archer)

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Farsee waited politely for her turn to ‘dig in’ as the captain suggested and took a seat near the Attendant, hoping to ask about the device and why the cold desert would be upsetting to their digestion. The more information they had about the Elder One and their species the more accomodating they could be to their guest. It was also a fascinating subject to her. Farsee was a general scientist but exobiology was always a fascinating subject. She refrained from speaking though until she observed how the Elder One and its Attendant approached the meal. She did not want to be the one to offend them.

NL Farsee

Miz’uki kept to herself mostly however she had politely nodded when introduced to the Elder one She knew her own species could be quite jarring to meet Not to mention she was still obviously stuck in her own musings like primarily how to get their ship home as quickly as possible and how to get back at that monster Q

Miz’uki

The Elder One thankfully used utensils as the other organic folks did, probably so not to offend his hosts from how he might normally eat. The Attendant meanwhile stood back off to the side likely ready to attend to any requests or needs the Elder One might bring up. Drudoc meanwhile sat down to eat her own food. She hoped her crew would get over their shyness of their strange visitors to ask questions soon. There was so much to inquire about for sure she figured, but she could only think of a few things off hand. She hoped her staff and their representatives would pick up what she might miss once a lull appropriate for questions came up.

GM CockRoach / Drudoc Andone CO

Farsee finished a taste in her food, politely wiped her mouth with a napkin and sipped her drink. “Elder one, if I may ask, what about the cold dish was bothersome? We are at our core explorers, scientists, gatherers of information. I freely admit I am excited to learn as much as you are willing to share about your people.”

NL Farsee

The Elder one’s body shifted, the two ‘eyes’ shifting from the ‘front’ of his facial structure near Captain Andone to regard the NL Farsee. “..The world where my people originated from was quite warm and moist. Cold of any temperatures colder then 50F by your system would cause our bodies to ‘stiffen’ or ‘freeze up’. The NE in your transportation room commented that the chemical process would be similar to freezing some type of food called ‘jello’..” He said.

Excellent opening, Farsee, Rhansi thought, sipping a fruit juice. He eyed the attendant standing off to one side and furrowed his brow, wondering if they should offer to include him - but that could be considered rude, potentially, to the Elder One. He refocused his attention back on the Elder One for his response to the question.

XO Rhansi

Pausing, the Elder one then continued, “..My race as you are probably wondering are called, Ovaliens. This system is one of our major trade hubs in this sector..” He went on. “..Your Captain inquired about the status of my religious standing. In that I am what some refer to as a Wise One. Or Elder One, as I prefer. my original name is not for any to hear, for such would would ruin my connection to the higher callings of the Abyss about us.” he explained.

Drudoc meanwhile took another pause after this exchange to voice her own thoughts and queries. “..Elder One, you said before no one claims this system, yet you just now mentioned your people use it as a major trade hub. Which is it?” Drudoc inquired.

The Elder Ones eyes shifted again across the top of its jello slime like body to regard Andone. “..I meant my good Captain that no one ‘leader’ controls the system. My race believes no one can control the stars, or systems about us. This region as I mentioned to you earlier is known as the Great Abyss, which at times speaks to ones such as I of enlightenment, news, information, or other generalities..” He explained.

Drudoc considered her words, then spoke, “..So your belief system is only among your own race? Or does it extend to anyone who converts and believes?” She inquired.

A bubble of a ‘smile’ creased the top half of the Elder One’s body below its eyes. “..A common question my good Captain. My beliefs are among any who follow the faith of the Great Abyss. But it is only through I and a select handful of others of my own race to which the Great Abyss will speak to relay its blessings and gifts upon our followers..” he said.

Drudoc sat back considering this information, to her it did little to help them get home, or find out much more to this sector. She looked to her staff to see if anyone had anything else to yet add before she would speak up again.

GM CockRoach / Drudoc Andone CO


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