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"You have way of ... talking ... to Shadallac ... outside ... ship? She ... break ... go-things ... engines! She break engines of ziyaki ... ship? Yes, ship. She break engines of ziyaki ship, make it not ... not ... able chase us?"

Quote from: Xantalos on March 22, 2013, 12:50:15 pm

Quote from: DarkDXZ on March 22, 2013, 12:48:42 pm

Simplest way to go - mod that bastard in and let 'em duel in the arena.

Cacame's vanilla.

Well, by modding them in, I mean giving two dwarves their equivalent of stats, skills, and equipment.
If that's actually possible.

Oh, I get it.
...
What was Cacame's skill?

"Stop! Stop, don't touch them! They're infected!"
(about the prisoners, to the guards)

Attempt to convince the guards that the prisoners are infected with the Xungus Worm, a parasite that does horrible things to those who touch the infected.

After a couple of minutes of uncomfortable silence, there is an unsettling shriek from somewhere in the distance, followed closely by a bestial roar and the sound of crashing. The sounds rapidly draw nearer, the unknown first thing screeching for it's life, and the second thing snarling, with great crunches following close behind. Soon the sounds reach the edge of the path and the boggart burst out of the foliage, screeching in horror. It scampers towards Jorn, and leaps toward him before being intercoeted by a blurred shape. It flits from one side of the path to the other, taking the boggart with it in a sudden silence. This is soon broken by the sound of crunching, which stops as the Cheshire Cat saunters out of the brush, licking it's lips.
My, but he was a delightful companion. I'd so like to meet him again, he meaws, looking at Jorn.

But I suppose I must answer whatever query you come to me with or I'll never hear the end of it.
What do you want?

_{I was trying to nudge DH into posting 'cause I wanna see what happens with her fighting Satjap.}

Valoth gripped the handle of his sword uneasily. He glanced around at the others, coughed, and spoke:

'They here ... for ... we. They no here for ... other ... thing. Sorry for bad speak. I still learn ... gah!"

He ceased trying to talk and instead pushed his mind out beyond the borders of his skull, flickering over the myriad minds of those gathered here. Suppressed rage, curiosity, apprehension he felt. But he was not interested in the others, for now. He needed to get his intent across.
He entered the General's mind and spoke not with words that he did not yet know, but instead with feeling and intent, which can be approximated as this:
~They will only be here for us. They have no other reason; they may have betayed your Alliance and seek to capture us to deliver us to the Blight.~
He glanced over at the silver one.
~This one speaks clearly. It would be prudent to know what exactly has happened, but if no survivors are found, we should destroy them. If this ship lacks the capacity, we must capture the vessel you have prepared for us. Those are our options as I see it.~
Valoth passively observes the minds of the crew manning the sensors, focusing on one if something important comes up.
Oh, and of course communicate.

I think it would be ... acceptable, though you could do a

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and then begin the next plan.