"Tim, get me to the ground, find me the nearest camp"
"[i]aight, I gotchu fam..[/i]"
[b]his AI lands the gunship on the nearest native encampments, Wheatley already has his Melnoch, a red snake, wrapped around his wrist if need be to fight as the doors open and he steps out, breathing the alien air as his lungs are far from human. [/b]
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[spoiler]which encampment[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]ill go with the one in the south[/spoiler]
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[b]Upon landing, you see a large stone structure, resembling a castle, with catapults and ballistae atop it. A few soldiers rush out towards your landing ship with what look like muskets.[/b]
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[b]he throws his hands into the air, knowing the bully can't really hurt him but wants to remain friendly nonetheless[/b]
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[b]They whisper amongst themselves for a moment, and one steps towards you, speaking:[/b] "What is your business here?"
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"Just dropping by"
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"May we request your assistance?"
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"Yeeeeeess... One moment while j introduce you to DEMOCRACY!" [b]he jumps behind a fallen tree and slams the beacon down, activating it[/b]
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[b]The beacon goes dormant, as it detects that the spot is not centrally located enough.[/b] [b]The locals stare wondering what the heck you're doing.[/b]
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[b]he sighs and jumps back out[/b] "Well... That was... Anticlimactic... So what do you need help with?"
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"The two tribes to the north, they wish to do us harm. We only want to live here in peace while they try to expand."
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"Okay, noted. What do they call themselves?"