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There is a dark shadow looming over this roleplay...

For we have won this battle but the battle for middle earth is about to begin.

Just on himself then?

Nah, The Sheodovah and the Shadow One are in fact the same person.

Funny you say that, as since you changed your name, I often have to do a double take of your names.

Kirin's Thunder.

But my intials are STD.. I mean TSD. TSO's is Shadow.

Anyway, I think you'll all be surprised by the lizard man. Originally, he was 6'7ft tall but I knocked the height down as I felt being tall would hamper him. That and to avoid killer croc rip off.

Your lizard man's tail confuses me. 2ft wide? That would be wider than his body, no?

He could be fat and pudgy. Like a puffer fish.

Or fairly muscular and his tail is just another part of his equipment. Hell, he is the damn equipment and probably get the party into awkard situations if they are forced to hand over their equipment.

"With all due respect, I am my equipment." "Shut it, Lizard now put your [&@%!] hands on the ground and chuck your weapons over to us"

Not gonna lie, the people who have the knowhow to get equipment will probbly put two caps in your knees if you say that... then activate their SPIG dampener.

Would have been funny if someone had the power to release toxic gas or liquids, seeing as they are called 'spigots'.

I know, I figured I'd give them a silly ish name for them as a normal countermeasure to them getting big heads and cocksure. Not that it stops them but you know.

Okay i'm excited. and scared.

18/01/2022 1023

Kerston Intelligence, Research and Incarnation Network Base Zephyr

When someone look out the window all they see is clouds rolling underneath you like a white sea. KIRIN Base Zephyr is one of the more secure and mobile bases that use recent technology to stay aloft. The room that the Anomalous are in is rather comfy for what is considered a military briefing room. Comfy leather arm rests reside in a circle around a stage. A camera whirred in the corner to take in all of the little carpeted room. A false fireplace crackled. A cabinet with small tumblers for whiskey, and fat glasses for wine nestled itself in the corner with a rich assortment of alcoholic drinks lovingly displayed in glass. Drinks of the non alcoholic kind were resting in bottles and cartons beside other glasses.

Well they were told to make themselves comfortable. This room certainly exuded it with the windows to the sun and white sea below. Even the lingering scent of vanilla kept this illusion going, the only item that shattered this illusion was the board at the stage. They even had their own clothes, cleaned and patched up.

Alex stood silently, scanning each member of this rag tag group until his eyes stopped on both stitching and scales.
The rest didn't look like competitors for the job, those two though? Those two could be problematic...
"I need a drink," Alex muttered with a shake of his head as he made his way to the tumblers.

Dick was leaning against the wall and keeping to himself. He knew there was potential for him to be abused and he hoped he was wrong. His jeans had been patched up and he had been treated well by his standards. He noticed one of the humans moving towards the cabinet full of glass bottles with a strange liquid in and walked over to the drinks that had been laid out before them. He helped himself to a glass and slowly drank it whilst trying to avoid accidentally scratching the glass on account of his teeth or worse, crushing it! "This is rather good." He mused as he poured himself another drink and hoped that no-one would step on his tail then blame him for tripping over. Or decide to play hunt the lizard or attempt to murder him. It was always ended in death when that happened and he had enough of killing. He just wanted to be left alone and hoped that by helping out, not that he had much choice, he would earn the respect of the humans.

Viktor was glad that the lizard creature could speak, locking them in a room with a man eating beast would have been a bad idea. He stretched back in his chair, looked at the ceiling and then looked at the other people in the room. He didn't introduce himself, not yet anyway. Instead he just sat back, waiting for this briefing to begin.

"'Scuse me," Alex simply stated as he poured some whisky into the tumbler, he'd find a wall to lean upon before drinking.

Sherwood glanced apprehensively at the view before moving over to the drinks, trying not to stare at the scaled man standing there. He looked at Alex as he poured himself a glass of juice. "Hi there. I'm Sherwood." He extended his right hand to shake.

Amanda found herself on a couch in a room she didn't remember entering. More shocking was the sight of the people she was in there with.

When the giant lizard thing moved, she gasped just a little and tried to push herself back against the couch as much as possible. After the thing had taken a drink, 'The Voice' spoke, "...not...enough killing."

Amanda's eyes went wide as her hands clutched at the seat of the couch.

Alex looked at Sherwood's extended hand, he downed his whiskey and then shook the hand, once.
"Armament," Alex said, "You can have my business name for now."