001 - [Action]

[moonlightoutlaw]

[Rather than your typical audio or written introduction, instead a man comes walking into the village. He's new and probably no one recognizes him. He probably stands out a bit in light of the fact he's stomping through the snow in nothing but a pair of white pants. His expression seems to indicate that he is not all too happy and every now and

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[needslovelyitem]

[Mori pauses in his daily run for cake and looks the new feather over. They're always easy to spot, but this one doesn't seem to be getting any help yet. Mori sighs inside before quietly walking over to this guy. Someone will have to do something or he's going to catch his death of a cold.] Come with me.

[moonlightoutlaw]

[Goroh gives the young man a quick look over. Like everyone else on this backwater planet, he had those same stupid wings. Even so...]

Spaceport, right? About damn time. The hell kind of planet is this?

[needslovelyitem]

[Mori continues to look at him for a moment. Clearly no one's told him anything. That means he's going to have to talk... a lot. At least it's useful and not a waste. He turns to head toward the stores.] You need clothes. There is no spaceport. There is no way out.

[moonlightoutlaw]

[Needless to say, Goroh is skeptical. If there's no way out, then that left one option he didn't care for. His career had caught up with him and we on some kind of prison planet. Well, spaceport or not, he was in need of some damn clothes.]

Fine, clothes. Someone snatched my gear when they dumped me on this rock and it's a bit nippy here.

[belmontlegacy]

[Simon sees the newcomer and approaches him.]

I suppose you must be confused about where you are.

[moonlightoutlaw]

[At the very least, Goroh isn't sporting the cheap cotton pants anymore. He takes a look over Simon and is unimpressed. What backwards planet did he come from?]

Well it sure ain't Kansas.

[belmontlegacy]

Kansas? I am unfamiliar with that region. Has anyone explained the situation to you?

[moonlightoutlaw]

Some place back on Earth. Forget about it.

Maybe. But let's see how good your story is. Gotta name?

[james_morph]

[Ohai thar, have a wolf-man in an extremely well made steampunk-suit laughing at you]

[moonlightoutlaw]

[Goroh is rather indifferent to the appearance of Steampunky, but the laughing is a tad irritating.]

You got a problem?

[james_morph]

[Oh shit, he's been spotted! Changes shape to a rather distressed looking leopard kinda thing with... green spots?]

Who? Me? [o_o]

[moonlightoutlaw]

[Again, Goroh remains indifferent to the shape changing.]

I don't hear anyone else laughing around here.

[credit_to_team]

[There is one extremely large Russian man wandering the area with a plate of disheveled sandwiches. He spots Goroh; Heavy's definitely never seen him before. Assuming he's a New Feather, he's going to meander over to Goroh and offer him a sandwich.] Welcome to Luceti, comrade!

[moonlightoutlaw]

[By now Goroh is already back into his gear again, so he's just wandering around exploring at this point. He's a bit surprised to see the Heavy, if only because the tiny wings on him seem to be more comically mismatched on him than anyone else so far. He takes a sandwich anyways.]

Not too sure welcome is the right word, here.

[credit_to_team]

...You have point. Still, is better than nothing. By the way, have you seen guide yet?

[moonlightoutlaw]

Guide? [Goroh takes a bit out of the sandwich and thinks about that for moment.] The book, right. Some kid showed me it. [He holds up the sandwich.] What's in this?

[misterthou]

[Now that Cyan got his gear back with the help of Terra, he's wandering around and sees Goroh.]

Am I correct to assume thou art new here as well?

[moonlightoutlaw]

[It's been awhile, so Goroh has already got geared up as well, up to an including this classy looking shades and his sword.]

That's right. Who are you?

[misterthou]

I am Cyan. Who art thou?

[Cyan notes the sword. For himself, he had already found his clothes and sword, thanks to Terra.]

[moonlightoutlaw]

My fans call me Samurai Goroh, but just Goroh is fine. [Goroh notes Cyan's sword as well, which is a bit odd with the speech pattern...] I take it you're not from Earth, are you?