Meanwhile in Saguenay Omega
Aka some snippets of lore shown during the sessions so far, not in any particular order.
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Sector 5, Callinus, The United Empire of Archilocos, May 3200
On most days the plaza displayed a gorgeous holographic park. Fountains sprinkled carefully measured amounts of mist into the air and fragrance dispensers spread the artificial sent of fresh cut grass. But not today. Today the plaza was chock full of people with their eyes peeled on the stage. Mesmerizing light show displayed the Eyes and the pillars of faith building an open air cathedral. In the midst of them she stood in her gray and purple ropes fearlessly facing the crowd in front of her. As the hymn died down her voice echoed clear above their heads:
"Trust in us, trust in the Emperor! For we are his Eyes, we behold the darkness of this world. We can show you the beauty behind this rotten existence. Breathe into you the breath of the Emperor, for he shall reshape this world into his image.
In us he sees the future of our Empire. His strength grips these lands with fists of iron, to protect us from those who wish to bring us harm. Bask in his courage and take it as your own, for it burns everlasting, lighting us the way.
We are the children of the Emperor and his will dominates all it beholds. Open your eyes, open them and see how his endless armies crush our foes. Keep them open and join us, serve as his Eyes, for his is the power and his is the glory and he will bring peace unto everyone."
The crowd cheers and she reads upon them the blessing of the Emperor - All three of her eyes shut with arms clasped tightly around her frail body as if she was trying to hold against her all the sorrows and joys of the people below.
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Outside a hotel, Qubilah, February 3200
The light died down on the shaded balcony, as the man clicked his bracelet to turn off the projected images. Through some bad luck the Russkie had woken up in the middle of everything and destroyed the drone. Luckily it had already served its purpose. He stepped onto the fire escape and slid down to the ground, where a dark gray grav car waited for him.
“Is it them?” The lady behind the wheel asked him when he opened the passenger door and threw his bag onto the back seat.
“Yes”, he rotated the bracelet and turned the projection back on. The sleeping faces of his targets lit up the windshield.
“Who’s the third one? He looks familiar”
“He had a Russian accent, so he’s probably some stupid Protean. He was keeping watch”, he rotated the image and uploaded it into the server. “Doing a mighty bad job at it too, could’ve killed him where he sat if he hadn’t woken up.”
“Is there a hit on his head?” A small loading icon danced in the holo-projection.
“Doesn’t seem like it.”
“Huh.” The woman looked thoughtful and started the engine. “I could swear I know him from somewhere. I never forget a face.”
“Don’t stress your little head over it. I doubt he’ll be a problem. If he does…” The man pulls a laser pistol out of his belt and caresses it tenderly. “We can take care of it.”
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Location unknown, May 3200
The soft sound of knitting kits gently tapping against one another fills the air broken only by a creak of the chair as the old woman adjusts her pose. The room is calm, undisturbed by the busy city spreading below it. Bright neon lights shine onto the woman’s wrinkly skin and she puts her kits down as the door behind her opens. “Sorry to interrupt you, Nonna”, a young man stands apologetic at the door way. “We got a report about his last known location.. It seems they’ve entered the Empire’s space.”A frown lifts up on her face and she twists the yarn with her fingers.“We do have some family there, but, you know they’re watchin’ us”, he shifts uncomfortably from foot to foot. “We could still pursue them and…”“Non”, she cuts him off. “No need for that.” She puts the sock she’s knitting down and measures it carefully. “I’m certain he’ll come to us.” She taps on a hologram near the table, showing a young woman with intricate cybernetic arms. The picture flickers and changes, showing the youth discussing with a bunch of rough looking people. “He’ll have to.”
