Gilda

Castrovel to Akiton (Drift 2 days) 1. Social Media Curation Raenala edits down videos from the trip to Castrovel and in Qabarat. Responds to fan engagement, prepares next batch of queued content. Sends networking messages to other content creators for collaboration opportunities. RESULT: 24 (Take 20 + 4 CHA bonus). Earn 50 Credits with no additional time spent. Raenala performed an asynchronous training seminar for EVA related activities. 2. Work Out Relaxing day with minimal* social media engagement and light exercise to keep herself fit. RESULT: Success. Once per day for the following week, you can reroll either a failed Acrobatics check to balance, escape, fly, or tumble.

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 8/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 23/24 "If you're a VIP subscriber, I think you'll find out in about two days." Raenala cast Akari only the smallest of smirks with her all too typical sidelong glance in his direction. Her back began to arch as her arms reached high above her head. Fingers interlocking as she began to stretch. Strain seeped into her voice. "Duncan, why are you so big? It looks annoying. Can you scratch your back?"

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 8/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 23/24 Raenala joined the duo with handful of tri pods and light rings. She had changed since she had been woken up by the commotion around her in the mess. The ankle length tight pants replaced by more loose fitting, shorter shorts and a loose cropped t-shirt the emblem of a prestigious university from Absalom Station. The chunky straps of her sports bra peaked through the stretched opening of her shirt's neck. "So, we'll just work out but I'll work out... less or more? I don't know yet. Akari's idea works." She hadn't looked at them yet. She was working and thinking a loud. A loud clatter filled the cargo hold as she dumped out all of the equipment onto the first waist high surface she could find. With hands free of burden, she turned to her companions. She gave all of them a hard look, not in judgement but in consideration. Some gears turned as she retrieved her yoga mat from the same cubby Akari's had been stuffed into. "It's not live for anything. So just try to relax." Raenala laid out her pad just beside the other two, and began setting up her datapad for a low, wide angle shot of all of them. Content with set up, she finally settled down onto her mat. A deep breath swelled within her, before a long sigh left slowly through a part in her lips. "This is day #### of my life at EJ Corp. One of my biggest challenges is making effective use of our space on our ship to keep the normal 'shore' life amenities we all love and enjoy. Today we're in the drift, and I'm starting to get a little stir crazy, so I like to start with yoga to clear my head and refocus my surroundings into a new appreciation." "I'll record VO later, but I think that's going to be the opening."

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 7/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 23/24 "For content." Raenala was moving now, like a real person too! She kicked about in the cold storage for a drinkable protein breakfast slurry. One of those ones that were vacuum sealed with a twist off opening that lets you 'drink' the contents. Packed with wasabi-flavoring if one were to guess from the deep green beans that were lit aflame across the packaging. She fell back onto the high stool, the protein pouch held only by her mouth as she gulped, clacking away at her keyboard. "I can only show so many shots of the Drift before it gets boring. So, we'll just do some shots of our workout."

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 7/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 23/24 Raenala had only barely managed to doze back into the lightest of sleeps after her watch on the bridge. And she hadn't even managed to fall back asleep in her own bed. Instead, she laid slumped over the mess table, tablet propped up and keyboard still folded out. One arm curled around her face for the most threadbare of support and comfort. She was roused from that half-restful slumber. Bleary eyed, she stared with blank disinterest at her tablet screen which had been open to a word processor. The letter E had been printed for 100 pages straight now.Her fingers combed through her hair with a wince as her fingers caught against a knot. She barely even realized Akari had been walking around the kitchen preparing his breakfast. "Sure." She croaked, her vocal cords still caught in the lethargy of disuse. A cough cleared her throat before she continued, "I'm tired of staring at screens, anyways." As if she'd truly be free from her computers, even during exercise. She'd need SOME footage for the short-form videos. The weight of staying relevant on the pact world stage was anything but easy. Especially when Raenala wasn't actually funny or particularly likeable. Her leg bobbed slowly as her brain worked. Opalescent eyes drifted from her sea of E's on her screen to Akari. Inspiration revealed itself in a smirk drawn faintly across her lips. "Akari, could you bench me, or anyone on this ship?"

Side threads could be fun, and once we're done with those, we can just throw are activities into a short post on the main thread for brevity's sake. That way we can also keep exploring whatever side topic while the main thread goes on (after like a one week period devoted just to side threads). The future I'd love to get us to do downtime sometimes, Raenala is built heavily around covering and harrying fire. I think for this downtime specifically I'll probably have Raenala do Day 1) Day 2)

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 7/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 23/24 Raenala, motived with near-death experiences and a large number of credits, moved in tandem with the crew. She assisted where she could, even going so far as to listen to Davir's instructions on exactly where he wanted the cargo to be laid out in the bay. Of course she had her side hustles to run as well. Her split attention saw her flipping between work and glamorized photo ops of herself or other crewmembers and b-reel recordings for the next round of uploads she'd push onto the Akiton infosphere. The content from her last haul were still making their way around the Pact Worlds as queued uploads reached their appointed hours and scheduled infosphere bulk transfers completed between the planets. She found her mind wandering as the hours droned and her limbs tired. Did anyone on Aposte ever watch these? It wasn't a thought she'd liked lingering on. She shut the question out from her mind with the loud thud of a crate of berries. When the loading was done, there was little more for Raenala left to do except sit on the bridge and wait for Akari to kick the ship off into space. A shower was calling her name, and maybe some trashy Castrovelian reality TV, Loving Royalty. A show following the eccentric tendencies of a young Formian Queen in search of love from a sea of suitors. It's currently in its third season and she is still, loudly, single.

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 7/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 23/24 "Akari, you're too short to be talking like that."

Soon we'll get to have Morgan included again!

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 7/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 23/24 Raenala had stumbled against the supersonic crack grazed into the side of her armor. She had weathered the blow, but pain did not discriminate. The bruise would be gross to look at tomorrow. She carried that injured side with a frustrated sigh drawn from her lips. She felt that primal fight response to strike back at the goblin even as their big dumb head turned away as they sped off in panic on their bike. Her pistol had even raised with that cold resignation of brooding anger, but in the end, she never squeezed the trigger. "Good work everyone. Let's get out of here quick! We won't make our bonus if we get booked." Her weapon was holstered now as she walked beside the rig. As she strode towards the cabin and the comfort of her well-worn passenger seat, her hands pulled at the rigging-- Testing the lines for any new weakness introduced by their assailants.

About the Player Hello, I'm Gilda. I've been doing roleplay and writing in some form of another for over half my life now, so about 16 years! My main joy with roleplay is character interactions. I enjoy the building of friendships and rivalries between characters. The growth of bonds and how they manifest is my main joy. Beyond that I love to learn more about a world, to conjure up compelling ideas in concert with other people and explore them to their natural conclusion. I am very laid back with my approach to roleplay. If it isn't fun, we shouldn't be doing it is my primary approach. I primarily have time for PbP during the weekdays. PbP RP one of my favorite ways to take a break from the workday. Unfortunately, outside of work I am a pretty busy body. So I usually don't reply much over the weekend unless I am extremely motivated to do so or I am trying to maintain a rhythm befitting the scene I'm participating in. (I don't like leaving people hanging at critical moments). I am primarily interested in... just about any concept right now! I know that isn't very helpful, but my desire is more generally devoted to just fantasy in general lately. Any extra twists are fun. I supposedly lately I've been reading a lot of elf depression manga (Frieren) so something with a somber note could be fun to explore. Generally, I'm excited for anything that'll allow my character (and others) to explore their emotions through a hard day's work of adventuring. Or whatever it is they end up doing. Characters The characters below serve as inspiration and insight into There will be something here (eventually)

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 8/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 23/24 "$%^&!" The elven expletive cut harshly from Raenala's lips like an involuntary response. She raised her pistol towards them, and their greedy hands. Yet the trigger remained unpulled. She had heard the impact of plasteel against flesh. Davir had been hit hard, that much she was able to tell from the sound of the crunch. An incredibly keen piece of observation work on her part. "Jin, Whiskey— Someone, shoot this thing!" Raenala barked over her commlink. She was running now, towards the selfsame goblin she had demanded violence upon. It was a hazardous mess on the back of the rig as she clambered over crates, risking her balance with every step should Akari kick the rig into further evasive action. Her voice turned into something more characteristic as a harsh guiding force. Conviction filled her every syllable. With that conviction came power. The power of morale, and the drive to push those around her to their absolute limit. "Davir, stop letting it hit you, you're too daft already!" Action: Inspiring Boost (Davir recovers: 6 SP. Immune till 10 minute rest in which he spends resolve to recover SP) Move: Stride towards the goblin committing full of action theft. Stopping adjacent to it.

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 8/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 23/24 The hectic fervor had spilled over into the chaotic mess of battle. Raenala lurched forward, hunched, as Akari maneuvered the rig. She wasn't known for her aim, but that didn't stop her from squeezing the trigger, pistol leveled towards the robot, who stood at the center of a wake of lingering flames. Around her swarmed the goblins. Threatening the cargo from beneath her very grasp.

- Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 8/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 24/24 A single strap of leather, secured with a button, was all that had held Raenala's pistol within its holster. Her heart jolted, as the hurried movements of her companions all blurred into one chaotic action. The button popped at it's release. She held the laser pistol in her hand, fully now. Finger pressed against the underside of the barrel. Her other hand clutched onto the secured crates for balance as the rig roared into action beneath Akari's quick movements. "Robot then goblins, stay by the rig!"

I've been dying to play some Ironsworn with people lately! I hope I find sometime soon to put a character up for it. Is there any special consideration for world building we should be adhering to?

Raenala Zeizerer - Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 8/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 24/24 "This isn't right," Raenala's tongue clicked with annoyance. Her boot pushed the passenger side open, while her arms pushed Peeka back onto the middle seat. She climbed onto the roof and clambered back onto the attached beds of cargo. The poorly disguised construct had enough eyes on it. She took to overwatch with her fingers wrapped loosely around the grip of her holstered pistol. "Fighting to protect a couple dozen crates of berries..." She mused that mirthless murmur, brevity to bury the anxiety. Decades of her life laid on the line here.

Raenala Zeizerer - Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 8/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 24/24 "Do we have any other way around them before this pile up gets worse?" Raenala was tapping away at her datapad, pouring over the various routes the GPS would give her. Frustration drew her gaze towards the traffic around her. The focus of her gaze drifted, plying the alleyways for any hope of a route around.

Raenala Zeizerer - Drow - Envoy 1 HP: 10/10 | SP: 8/8 | EAC: 15 | KAC: 15 | FORT: +2 | REF: +6 | WILL: +4 | INITIATIVE: +4 PRIMARY WEAPON: Zeizerer Munitions' Azimuth Laser Pistol - 1d4F - 24/24 "All three of you sound late for your midafternoon shots." Raenala chimed into the conversation with mirthless droning. Her head doinked, gently, against the window. Peeka was lucky, Raenala forgot that other people could see them and was idly petting away down the length of her back.