Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:35 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#ff6600--><span style="color:#ff6600"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Three weeks have passed since Allison's arrival and the search is still thickening in finding the weapons dealers Source Sirai. Kinter and San are for the most part at your mercy; they are both mostly paranoid of using their abilities anywhere. What they have given to Smite and his detectives have led to a few planets out of the Carlisle System and a few outside the system. The farthest planets are actually in another galaxy from here but are in your databases simply because of the alliance you have with House Rathien/Lonn and the fact that the planets in question are part of the Haytyan (Hay' Shun) sector (Enemies to House Rathien/Lonn). It is unlikely that the Haytyans are involved in weapons dealings so far out of their system and thus assumed that Smite is searching the closer planets for the time being.

Rama had not been seen for three weeks as he locked himself away into his private quarters. He had worked tirelessly creating a lab/workshop for himself while processing reams of information from the teams database. On Paril. On Ba'Laan. On the known history of the various factions and houses and the formation and adventures of the team.

One day, he emerges and approaches Eve when she seems to have a moment.

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"Lady Eve. Forgive my recent absence. I have finished assimilating knowledge of the present and how this has come to pass and I am now ready to take my place alongside you. First, there is something I would like to show you. This.. is an image of my brain."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Rama holds out a flat panel PDA and it projects a vivd hologram in the air. Along with the cortex and hypothalamus, An incredibly large Node can be seen. Its stem has grown into the corpus collosum and fused the two hemispheres togeter. In the center of the main body of the frontal node, visble through the layers of holographic transparency, Rama's clear crystaline third eye is visible, its infiltrating tendrils sending pulses of information along crystalline neuropathways at the speed of light.

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"Due to my very unique neurophysiology, I had to research and adapt this worlds technology to serve my purposes."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

The display changes, showing nanite clusters laying organic circuitry into various areas of the neocortex.

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"This implant I have designed will allow me to cyberneticly link to Jack in the Greens computer networks and the sensor nets for this planet and system. "

"I would also like to suggest that I become a symbol for this planet, first, and eventually the Sector. So far, your group has operated mostly from the shadows, but that is not needed any longer. The Shadows on Paril now belong to Smite. I can provide the people with something to believe in. As the Singularity, I represent the Spirit of unity, and Galactic awareness. " <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:35 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#ff8c00--><span style="color:#ff8c00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Eve grins at Rama's re-emergence and his almost over eager willingness to help out.

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->"Rama. It is good to see you."<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->Then after he shows and explains all the aforementioned, she signals him to walk with her as she heads from one level of the HQ to the elevators and down to her lab area. All the while talking and filling the time with hyper-intellectual pleasantries.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->"I was wondering when you might make a stab at this, its what I saw as the natural rhythm of things as the recent events have dictated."<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->"First," Eve begins answering his statements with an eager smile.<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->"It seems as if every one is 'coming out' at the same time. That is, there is going to be a team crash meeting tomorrow night for all of our recent discoveries and epiphanies to be shared. Your willingness to take over in Jacks stead is both a bane and a blessing to me but I will gladly share the burdens with you, 'specially since we discontinued much of his dancing with the Ban technological level advancements."<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto-->Then by this time the pair have made it to Chronos' and her main lab (The teams main lab ran by Chronos and Eve) she slides up a stool next to a work bench and signals for Rama to do the same.<!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

<!--fonto:Times New Roman--><span style="font-family:Times New Roman"><!--/fonto--><!--sizeo:3--><span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:100%"><!--/sizeo-->"As far as the planet needing a symbol, well I do agree with you on that, for the most part anyhow. But are you aware of the inherent dangers of this 'coming out' of sorts?"<!--sizec--></span><!--/sizec--><!--fontc--></span><!--/fontc-->

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:35 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#FF8C00--><span style="color:#FF8C00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->Your willingness to take over in Jacks stead is both a bane and a blessing to me...<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd--><!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"In what manner does this course of action place a bane upon you? I had rather thought that you might welcome the easement of your already overburdened agenda."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->"As far as the planet needing a symbol, well I do agree with you on that, for the most part anyhow. But are you aware of the inherent dangers of this 'coming out' of sorts?"<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"It will make me a target, of course which is to be expected. It is, however a role I am familiar with and one that can misdirect the enemy even as it sparks the imagination and inner spirit od the people. If our enemy believes that I am a lone threat, he shall miss the flanking movements of the other players."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"I am also aware that the resistance against Ba'laan requires a rather delicate timetable. I am willing to postpone this "coming out" as you say, until the moment of greatest strategic value."

"Are there other dangers which I have not yet foreseen?"<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:35 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#FF8C00--><span style="color:#FF8C00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Allison wakes up with her heart beating furiously and her muscles clenched with reaction from the vision. Another time, she might have jumped out of bed, frantically contacting people and babbling about what she'd seen. She had grown since then though, and instead stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling as she reviewed the images, moving through them again with a more distanced perspective. As visions went, it was breathtaking. Specific, unequivocal, and directly related to the questions at hand. All it needed was a big red ribbon.

Feeling calmer, she got out of bed and dressed. Unhurried. There was time. This vision was important, but it would wait for them. Finally she signaled Eve on the comm.

"Eve, would you contact the other active team members and ask them to come to the conference room? I've had a vision, and it's something everyone needs to know about. I think I know what we need to do next."

She finishes doing up her hair in a tail, and hurries out towards the conference room.

(PS - To all those who have been waiting, all I can do is apologize and say that the interfering events have passed. I hope during this next chapter, to demonstrate a regular posting schedule...especially during evenings and weekends, when work won't interfere. Thanks to everyone for your patience, and to Asche in particular. Now on with the show!)

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:35 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.

<!--coloro:#000000--><span style="color:#000000"><!--/coloro-->"Well Rama, I am not lightly concerned about the danger I thrust upon you by allowing you to assist me in these works, Jack's works. These things can call the Ban faster and more intensely than any banned power. These types of incursions are also the worst, on a planetary scale, but what is done is done as they say."

Eve pauses a moment as if listeng to something. Her head tilts to the left and she grins almost knowingly

"It appears that our meeting will come a bit sooner than anticipated Rama. Allison is awakened from her rest and has requested that all be notified. She also wants to see everyone in the Main conference room."

Allison recieves a text only blip on her wrist com or PDA.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--coloro:#800080--><span style="color:#800080"><!--/coloro-->::"The rest of the team is notified and enroute as far as I know. The message sent was: <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<blockquote>
<!--coloro:#800080--><span style="color:#800080"><!--/coloro--><blockquote><!--coloro:#800080--><span style="color:#800080"><!--/coloro-->ALL..
<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--><!--coloro:#000000--><span style="color:#000000"><!--/coloro-->Please come the the Main conference room, Level 7, section 3 of the our Compound West. Allison has some pressing matters she would like to discuss with all of us post haste."::<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

</blockquote></blockquote>The rest of the team recieves the message at the same moment.

<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:35 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#FF8C00--><span style="color:#FF8C00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.
<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->


<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->"Well Rama, I am not lightly concerned about the danger I thrust upon you by allowing you to assist me in these works, Jack's works. These things can call the Ban faster and more intensely than any banned power. These types of incursions are also the worst, on a planetary scale, but what is done is done as they say."<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->
"Lady Eve. With all due respect, I am no stranger to the hazards of war. In the time before my awakening, I had been a simple combat medic, tending to those who would face down the the gods and demons of our age. Most were smote down, or worse. Some like myself were awakened: suddenly aware of the twisted game we were all unknowing players in."

"In that first moment of divine revelation I knew that I could never again stand silent in the face of war. All war is manufactured, its exponents mere proxies. Many Terrans beleive that war is inevitable...that it gives us motivation to evolve. However, once the self-realization of ones evolution becomes a conscious choice, such external pressures of conflict are no longer needed."

"Some have suggested that the best way to fight Ba'laan may be not to fight him at all. Perhaps we merely need to change his mind. With his level of power and quantum understanding, he could unite all beings, throughout time, in a vision of the divine singularity of existence. Peace can never be truly achieved through force, or the imposition of limitations. No. If it is peace that is desired...you must set people free, not only in their external circumstances, but in their hearts and minds."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:40 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#ff8c00--><span style="color:#ff8c00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

<!--coloro:#000000--><span style="color:#000000"><!--/coloro-->::Team Conference room::

Eve walks part of the way with Rama but gets off a few floors before the destination level. Eve says she needs to take care of a few small things and will only be a moment behind.
The conference room is on one of the upper floors, upper meaning it is above the general cloud line. One window covering a large part of the wall yields to a view of the city and surrounding star-scraper towers jutting into the sky above. The room is presently in unsecure levels and thus no sound dampening is active and the window is 2 way.
Allison was the first to arrive and is only in there a moment before the computer in the room asks her if there is going to be a meeting and starts asking her questions about how many will attend (for drink service) and upon what security level should the meeting be held. Rama would be entering perhaps only a minute or two behind if he was planning on attending.

<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--><!--coloro:#ff0000--><span style="color:#ff0000"><!--/coloro-->Please post as you arrive and try to use a descriptive narrative hinging on the person before you. Lets have fun with this one...<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

[quote name='Narrator' date='Jan 20 2007, 04:32 AM' post='1406']
Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:40 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#ff8c00--><span style="color:#ff8c00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

::Team Conference room::


Allison enters the conference room in a calm, distracted state of mind. There were still elements of the vision she couldn't apply; portions that had to be filed away for later use. Fortunately, at least one thing was clear. Dressed in informal clothes...loose-fitting white tunic and tan pants with a sort of olive colored vest...she looked more like she was getting ready for a yoga class than a meeting between the most powerful beings on the planet.

"Yes," she answers the computer's query. "There will be a conference starting in a few minutes." Chronos, Smite, Eve, Rama, Whisper and me... "Six to be attending. Standard security should be fine. That includes precautions against eavesdropping? Fine then."

Her back is to the door when it opens for the first attendee.

"Hi, Rama," she says without turning. "Have a seat. Thanks for coming."

Rama enters, dressed in his ornate golden armor. He smiles at the greeting.

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"Lady Allison. But of course, you *knew* I would be here..."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

He walks over to stand next to her and take in the view.

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"Being above the clouds like this feels like a children's fable...Do you miss Earth?" <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--> he asks, seemingly at random.

Doctor Chronos enters, not only on time but also early for once. He is wearing his "talking to politicians" business suit and sits across from Allison.

<!--coloro:Blue--><span style="color:Blue"><!--/coloro--> “Hello Rama, Allison…”<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Very unusually for Doc there is almost an awkward pause, not so much because he’s waiting to say something but rather as if he’s waiting to check if Allison wants to say something. You can almost see his conclusion that she’s going to wait for everyone before he continues,

<!--coloro:Blue--><span style="color:Blue"><!--/coloro--> “How are you?” <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc makes frequent glances at the door and openly stares at it when not actively conversing with someone.

"Fine," she replies to Chronos, turning around to smile. "Thanks."

"And I sometimes miss the Earth I grew up on, Rama. The Earth of so many years ago. I've been to the Earth of this time, and I can't say I miss it much."

She takes a seat.

"I'd ask if you missed your old home too, but you strike me as the sort to see all this as more of an opportunity than a setback. Possibly even a form of divine providence." She gives Rama a curious look. "Is that true?"

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:42 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.

Eve arrives shortly after Allison asks Rama this question. She gives a coy but polite grin to Chronos and steps over to his side of the table to sit next to him. As usual, she is attentive and looks eager to talk to everyone.

"Hello love." She says in a slight whisper to Chronos so as to not interrupt Rama.
"Sorry I am a tad late, I was securing some data to potentially talk about. We'll see how it goes."

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:42 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.

Smite looks down at his watch and curses. He had been coordinating with his organization, using the orb to locate newly erupted novas on this planet. Due to their presences, erupts had been occuring on the planet itself and it was a good way to keep from getting ambushed again. In a flash of speed, he is in the hallway outside of the meeting hall.

As he walks in he notices Eve in the corner.

"I may have a few recruitment prospects for you. I'll contact you after. "

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:42 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.

Doc whispers back to Eve with a grin,

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->"You're forgiven. "<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc reaches over and covers Eve's hand with his own for a moment, then he shifts back to "watching the door" mode. When Smite walks in he gives a brief smile.

"Is something wrong? Or are you expecting someone? This is not normal for you."

Doc smiles and refocuses for a moment,

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->"I'm just impatient. This is one of the few really important steps where I don’t have a lot of input, and it’s going to begin right after Whisper walks through that door. I feel like a kid Christmas morning.”<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc winks at her.

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->”Don’t worry about me, anticipation is good for you.”<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc smiles and refocuses for a moment,

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->"I'm just impatient. This is one of the few really important steps where I don’t have a lot of input, and it’s going to begin right after Whisper walks through that door. I feel like a kid Christmas morning.”<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc winks at her.

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->”Don’t worry about me, anticipation is good for you.”<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->
<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->

As if on cue, Whisper pops in the door and takes off her sunglasses to tuck them into her collar. She beams around the room and takes a seat.

"Sorry I'm late everyone. Hope it wasn't too long to qualify for 'fashionably.' So what's this all about?"

She seems in quite upbeat spirits.

Doc smiles and refocuses for a moment,

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->"I'm just impatient. This is one of the few really important steps where I don’t have a lot of input, and it’s going to begin right after Whisper walks through that door. I feel like a kid Christmas morning.”<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc winks at her.

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->”Don’t worry about me, anticipation is good for you.”<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->
<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->

As if on cue, Whisper pops in the door and takes off her sunglasses to tuck them into her collar. She beams around the room and takes a seat.

"Sorry I'm late everyone. Hope it wasn't too long to qualify for 'fashionably.' So what's this all about?"

She seems in quite upbeat spirits.
<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->

"Not at all, you're right on time," Allison demurs with a smile. "As for what this is all about..."

"Some of us are aware of the World Serpent Inn...a sort of nexus that exists with access to and from many locations in just about every known universe. The forces that occupy and control it have kept it a neutral ground...until recently, when the enforced neutrality was compromised, making the Inn much less safe than it has been. We've been planning to try to help, both to restore the Inn as well as in hopes of strengthening our relations with the current owners. Now however, we have a far more immediate and concrete reason to help."

"I have seen some of Ba'laan himself," Allison says after a moment. "Fragments, mostly. He and his people, the Iruar. As these visions faded, I was left with a word. Nomikos."

She pauses just slightly, then plunges on. "Nomikos is the name of a vast library that spans multiple dimensions. It is said that long ago, all the doors that led to it were destroyed, save only one. The last door is located in the World Serpent Inn."

Allison looks at Chronos. "Remember you were talking about learning more about Ba'laan? I've learned some, but I think what my vision is telling us is that Nomikos has what we really need. The knowledge we seek is there. There's two complications. One is that the Inn itself is under siege, apparently. The other is that there's only one location where someone can find out -which- of the Inn's doors leads to Nomikos."

Once more, she pauses, making sure she has everyone's attention. "Star Haven. Hidden somewhere in its computers is the data that will tell us which door to use to get to Nomikos."

Allison nods. "I think our course is clear."

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:42 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
<!--coloro:#ff8c00--><span style="color:#ff8c00"><!--/coloro-->Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.

<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc--><!--coloro:#000000--><span style="color:#000000"><!--/coloro-->At the mention of StarHaven Eve makes a start; it is easy to see her demeanor shift, even for the untrained. She does however play it cool until after Allison is finished.
"Star Haven is by invitation only at this time, unless we await the next open session which is in another 19 months. Otherwise wont it be impossible to locate in its fold in space? I mean technically, Starhaven is not anywhere."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

"Is it possible to communicate with Starhaven, and request an information dead drop elsewhere? We don't necessarily need to travel there, just get that piece of information correct? And barring that, is there any other locations that have partial indexes of the doors. If we could compile a large enough list, a search would be relatively straight foward."

<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->"I'd ask if you missed your old home too, but you strike me as the sort to see all this as more of an opportunity than a setback. Possibly even a form of divine providence." She gives Rama a curious look. "Is that true?"<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->Rama considers carefully before responding.

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"It is said that, the more one knows, the less one knows, and I have been given more knowledge than most. In other words, the cosmos remains a great mystery for me. I learned long ago that one must surrender to the flow of time. Whether that is divine providence, or simply the nature of existence who can say? That being said it is hoped that the Divine shall smile upon our works."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->
<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->"Sorry I'm late everyone. Hope it wasn't too long to qualify for 'fashionably.'<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->Rama bows his head in gallant fashion towards Whisper.
<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->
"Lady Whisper, I believe you meant to say "unfashionably"...for one of your beauty and taste is always in fashion." <!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->
<!--quoteo--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE</div><div class='quotemain'><!--quotec-->If we could compile a large enough list, a search would be relatively straight foward."<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->Rama shakes his head.

<!--coloro:#4169E1--><span style="color:#4169E1"><!--/coloro-->"From my understanding of the omni-dimensional nature of the Inn, such a list might prove infinite, or at least close enough as to be practically indistinguishable. As for an infiltration of Starhaven...it was my understanding that it is currently stronhold of Ba'laan himself? How do you propose we breach it, Lady Allison?"
<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

As a hind thought, Eve says;
"Oh, and not to take it lightly, did you say Allison that you saw the Iruar? Please expand on that if you feel it relevant."

She appears to be distacted temporarily by the thought.

"And Rama, no, StarHaven is no longer the stronghold of Ba'laan. He was usurped from it over 40 years ago by a combine of Houses of which House Rathien is one. As I have ties to them, being my creators, I might have some contact and ways to get invites if we need to go that route, I might even be able to simply request the information as Thomas suggests. But explaining our reason for asking access to the computer system might cause troubles, I think they even have a team of Keepers, of sorts, running the place and the computer system."

in case you all forget, "keepers" are what Eve's design is called, for its purpose of keeping security, etc.

Eve pauses a moment then finishes her thoughts calmly.
"No one has looked for Nomikos since before the AllWar some 40 years ago, and none before that as far as anyone knows. I share the thought of many that The books of Nomikos are placed here by Ba'laan or his people for what purpose I dont know. But it's silly to think that a storehouse of knowledge like it would not be sought after as far back as one can remember."

Doc nods,

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->"It is silly. Someone must have... if they were stopped at Starhaven, could records of that be erased?"<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Doc nods,

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->"It is silly. Someone must have... if they were stopped at Starhaven, could records of that be erased?"<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->
<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->

"It's worth pointing out that the information that the door to Nomikos is hidden in Starhaven probably isn't widely known," Allison adds. "Even discovering the fate of the doors to it...or its very existence at all...wouldn't be easy for most."

She nods at Eve then. "I'm glad you asked about the Iruar too...the fact that I saw them may be as significant as the clue about Nomikos. They are...or were...a race of gods. I saw them convert barren planets into lush paradises...one Iruar for each planet. And not with technology...not with terraforming or anything like that. They used sheer will, and it took only seconds to accomplish."

She hesitates, then says, "And they all gave their powers to Ba'laan. Every last one of them. So that he could 'correct the imblance' left by Khayn and so on. I believe that the Ban is the means by which Ba'laan is attempting to accomplish his mission."

Doc glances at Rama and Whisper and says,

<!--coloro:blue--><span style="color:blue"><!--/coloro-->"Please tell us about the imbalance."<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

Planet Paril
Team HQ,City of Pranth
11:42 hours
Wednesday, September (Suruan) 6, 498 CY
Participants: Allison, Smite, Chronos, Whisper, Rama.

<!--coloro:#000000--><span style="color:#000000"><!--/coloro-->Eve sits quietly as the request for more input on the imbalance is set. She grins slightly at Allison as if to say, 'You can make it shorter than I can!'

{{for simplicity's sake and assuming Allison posts an explanation; Eve looks temporarily distracted and then passes another knowing grin to Rama.}}<!--colorc--></span><!--/colorc-->

{{Edited to avoid Rama sounding like a pager; after all, he is cyerkinetically attached and does not NEED an audible notification. Silly me.. }}

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