voice

[outer_npcs]

Ah! These now work as well. Excellent.

Welcome to your new home away from home. I am the first and last person you'll ever need to know. You'll notice we don't have much in the way of material goods but you are in luck. I am the resident trader of the Old City.

Should you need something, we might be able to make a trade.

Comments

[knightoflight]

Never. And how long has this ship been here?

[Never is a very long time. If this is his planet...? He's starting to hope it isn't. ]

Pigeons? [He has no idea what those are.]

[outer_npcs]

Since the Great War. Long before my time. I'm surprised it survived the war, it's a wonder the Authorities didn't blow it apart already.

[knightoflight]

The Great War. [It can't be the same Great War. ]

If this war was like the one I know, very likely they were too busy trying to destroy each other to bother with anything not a direct threat.

[outer_npcs]

Yeah, well. Long as those lights on the thing don't get the attention of them now.

[knightoflight]

Them.

They still live? Your war continues?

[outer_npcs]

The guys in the dome are still at war.

[knightoflight]

...with whom? You?

[outer_npcs]

They don't care about us. They're fighting with another planet in our solar system.

[knightoflight]

Ah. And your people are paying the price for a war you've had no say in.

[This sounds familiar. This was why the Circle had left Cybertron.]

[outer_npcs]

Seems to be the case. Some of out ancestors had a choice but not much we can do about it now.

[knightoflight]

[A sound of assent. ]

That is how it is with war. It becomes a devouring machine.

...but surely, something can be done?