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Here it is. Sorry it took so long, life took alot. Also I think I'm going to go one chapter a week after the amount of stress that came along with me. Also, this is a non-canon story within the SSB universe. But I hope you all enjoy my work so far.

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A week passed. And Ringo was really wondering, mostly as despite being able to hang around with Srona, Reni, Rani, and Re’ta? He was kept in the cell nearly 24/7, and the only times he could go out was being showered, as there were no showers in the cell he was in. The only peace he had in the showers was some privacy, and he took the time in those bits of privacy to work on hacking into the communication of the base.

Or tried to. Rez did tell he needed a good piece of tech to hack into. And sure he had her look over Srona and Re’ta omni-pads, as long as Rani and Reni. But he could only access the Data-net to see what’s been going on. And sure he was in contact with the four on comms with his ‘secret ways’. But it was really starting to get annoying. He was stuck here with nothing else to do but look up the Data-net.

Sure there were interesting things happening in America with the ‘Emperor’, some news about humans joining the marines, and other stuff. But for now? He was stuck wondering what was going to happen next.

Which sucks. He was honestly considering breaking out, but he wanted to keep the surprise further along. He did wonder how long until the girls would come around, as they had to shorten their time with him, from every day-- to just four hours. And even then, they had to limit their talks on comms while on duty. He was really getting bored, and not talking to them made it more difficult in getting to know them. Hell, it was starting to make him really consider hacking into the systems just to get some entertainment with the base.

Note to self, do that when the Interior isn’t staring me down. Mused the man, as Ringo was leaning against the wall, looking to the Interior agent that was crossed with her arms. He had his helmet on, mostly since he knew it pissed them off they couldn’t see his face for reactions. “Oh hey, I see you’re back.” said Ringo as he had his arms crossed behind his back.

“I have been standing here for a while.” spoke the Shil’vati in a restrained tone.

Ring

I have steam code for world of warships that I don't want/need. I will give it to the first comment

Edit: CODE HAS BEEN GIVEN AWAY. I HAVE NO MORE

From All Items included in the Bundle, 9 of them are things you do not only get extremely easily, you pretty much will be given them for free as soon you interact with the Kuva/Sister Lich System.

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This Bundle should be 450PL, although Im willing to pay up to 550PL. But there is no way Im buying a Bundle like this for 835PL. In comparison there are Bundles like "Hunhow's Gift" which include:

• War (Slot and Catalyst)
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Also, I haven't seen anyone using the Kuva Lich Cosmetics, which makes me think this Bundle haven't sold well. This sub-bundle, or the removal of the Requiem stuff, sold for 450PL would make the money the Current Bundle hasn't made, and maybe will never make.

You might be saying "But what about the people who already owns it?" well DE can roll back the purchases from X months ago, say now they will change the bundle and disable it (like happened with the Steel Path Bundle with the faulty Booster), or give something extra to all people who already bought the bundle. I think DE implemented all of this Solutions (and more) in Previous Changes to Market Items.

Thanks!

Here's another one. I hope you all are enjoying.

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There was a standstill, as Ringo was examining the weapons, the five people, and the fact they had their weapons pointed at him and the ladies. Looking at each of them before the women, he spoke. “~you’re going to have to be a bit specific on who I killed, it's been a while since anyone has been after me for revenge. But as to the ‘siding’? I’m not with the Empire.~”

One of the men spat out as he glared to Re’ta. “~And yet you have a purp with you.~”

“~Only because they’re off duty and we’re on a small date.~” responded Ringo.

The woman gave a venomous glare to Ringo, as she pointed her weapon at him as she said. “~Then you are a traitor to Russia and the human race.~” Going on to tell. “~And my brother, was the man you cold bloody killed when he and the other's shot down one of the ships.~”

“~oh that man,~” said Ringo in realization, before taking a bite of his meal as he stared back at her as he told. “~The only reason he’s dead, was because he didn’t listen. He and the other's were in my territories, my woods.~” then motioned with his spoon to the five. “~now, lower those guns, you don’t want to do this.~”

“~I do, and will.~” told the woman as she looked at him with anger and hate. “~You killed my brother, for what? To side with these purps, these aliens on what they did to Russia? To humanity?~”

“~I killed your brother, because he didn’t listen.~” responded Ringo with his eyes narrowing at her. “~I gave them a chance to leave, when they didn’t listen and fired on me, they paid the price with their lives.~” He lowered the spoon as he gave a brief glance to the men around her. “~It's clear you all are insurgents, and you all have a justified anger to the Empire-- but these four haven’t made the call when it happened. They’re normal soldiers, and aren’t soldiers supposed to follow orders by their government?~”

“~Cut the shit,~” said the woman as she pulled back the hammer on the weapon, pointing it at Ringo's head with the barrel aiming ready. “~Any last words before I blow your brains out, you traitor?~”

Ringo moved to stand up, losing his smile as he stared direct

For some reason, I think I have a addiction to writing this story now. Also, I'll give a hint to whoever solve the little mystery of what Ringo is actually saying in the 'discussion' with Interior.

Though real talk, I know I'm going to get either alot of hate, or confusion with this one. It's why I made this non-canon in the first place.

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Ringo felt split. On one hand, he wanted to feel complimented with all these Shil ladies looking at him as he was sitting in his spot, waiting as the transporter was moving in the air and back at the base. Yet another part of him was starting to feel annoyed. Mostly as they were talking about him in their tongue, and he really, really kept his tongue silent with what they were saying in Shil’vati. “Wow you two are lucky. Having a male treated you and kept you safe.” said one of the Shil’vati.

“And fed you? You’re such lucky gals.” add another who gave a sigh.

Though one other gave a grin in her tone and lean forward as she asked to Re’ta and Srona, who were both were sitting on both sides of Ringo. While Re’ta kept close with a slight grin, Srona shifted. Mostly because she had to steady herself as she leaned a bit on Ringo's left side. Srona couldn’t help but give a low smile as she said. “Yeah, it was pretty good that he fed me food he made.”

“So, did you manage to get in his pants?” asked one of the Marines with a wide grin.

“We didn’t even have a chance!” huffed Re’ta as she shook her head.

One of the Shil’vati marines turned to look at Ringo as she asked through her translator. “Hey there, don’t you want to take off your silly mask? No reason to hide a pretty face like yours?”

“If you’re trying to flirt, at least ask my name. I’m not some cheap slut you take for a quick fuck.” told Ringo in a dry tone, which caused Ret’a resisting the urge to laugh, and Srona gave a low cackle as the Marine wasn’t expecting that remark. Ringo crossed his arms as he leaned back in place as he went on. “And I prefer my helmet stays on, I rather not deal with thirsty women looking at me if they see the face.”

Re’ta gave a glance to Ringo as she cleared her throat and asked in English. “Are we… really that easy to read

Just picked these up and wanted to know what your favorite Hunter pack Stalker and Phoenix Hawk builds are?

Thank!

I've got to give it to PGI. Nice Robotech reference with the new Phoenix Hawk skin. For folks who don't know, the new skin looks to be inspired by the Veritech that Rick Hunter flies in Robotech (VF-1J for enthusiasts).

I never noticed the similarities in appearance between the Phoenix Hawk and the Battloid veritech before. Great job PGI.

I see pack hunter normally near allies while i use my gjally but why do i sometimes get a countdown on it instead of the buff?

So, despite being a long time MWO player I’ve never owned a Stalker before.

So I went ahead and bought the hunter pack because, why not.

I could use a second opinion about builds for it.

The new head, double CT, and triple side torso energy mounts are great. The arms have a single missile point.

I’m tempted to replicate the trial stalker dual mrm 40 build. The difference here would be that the primary weapons would now be arm mounted instead of side torsos. Better aiming, but trades in durability. Kinda of a wash. But I get the zombie lasers in the head and chest. TBH i might just get the champion Stalker so I can try a missile heavy build too.

Another option is just the typical large laser boat. 3 large lasers on each side and 3 mediums down the center line. I tried this one yesterday and it works pretty good. I used a LFE 300 which im not happy with because the best part of a head and two CT lasers is being able to fight even without side torsos.

Option three is two ERPPCs in the new side torso hardpoint location (it’s the third side slot on a 7D) which is way up top above the cockpit. Should be a pretty good hill humper. Add a pile of medium lasers or maybe some ER smalls and some MRM 10’s. Still thinking about this.

What’s your theory craft build?

Here are again. I hope you all are enjoying this work of mine.

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“Are you certain this is all correct?” questioned Vi’sa with furrowed brows, looking to Re’ta as there was a long file report of what Re’ta written. It took Vi’sa the entire day to read it, and she had to work it over. As it apparently took Re’ta a entire day to fill this out, turning it in last night, and the Commander had to make sure that every bit of this was as close to the truth as it were. Though she was still debating if this was anything real or a story from an old woman.

And reading over it repeatedly? She decided to ask Re’ta if this was as real as it could-- because this sounds utterly preposterous. A supposedly immortal human? Living through a series of wars? A legend? Territory of ‘dark magic’? It was ridiculous.

And yet Re’ta look to her, with a calm look, though the Commander knew she was probably struggling to wrap her own head around this herself. The Pilot responded in a neutral tone. “Permission to be open with emotions?” and seeing Vi’sa motioning a hand, while her other hand was looking over the report with her omni-pad. As Re’ta soon relax and let out a sigh as she told.

“At this point, Commander Vi’sa? I think there’s some hints of truth to it.” the pilot gave a confused expression as she continued on. “It’s considerable he’s not really an insurgent, but he’s also not for the Empire. Based on what I gathered, it is clear that he is more or less, ‘neutral’...” then amended. “Or will be unless someone pushes him too far.”

“And you believe this?” questioned Vi’sa, looking at the pilot.

The pilot was uncertain as she said with full honesty. “Commander, it’s difficult to really believe this. It’s ludicrous.” knowing that despite what Baba Yaga said, there was a part of her that didn’t believe it was possible...she however said with a frown. “But what I do know is that if he is a threat and the people here treat him as someone who could and would do everything in his power to cause problems for us if he is pushed too far.”

Re’ta went on to tell. “I checked the woods through a screen from above, and there was a lot of tanks, planes-- spread all over the woods. Forgotten

Well, here's ch7. I hope you all enjoy and thanks to the beta reader for looking over it.

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The Interior agent was looking over the information on her omni-pad, as Indur glanced up to the four militari, she didn’t assume they would be that much of a threat. But there was the chance of a wild animal, or a possible group of insurgents. They even had an Exo ready with a pilot just in case. While she would rather have the ships fire down the area in precaution? There was a chance they would lose valuable information.

Which is why she was coming with, to make sure these marines didn’t miss anything by chance.

So they had to go with a dropship and be on the ground. Though as they were getting close, with the dropship landing down just a few yards from the cabin as the hatch door opens. The four marines come out, with the Exo pilot moving out with weapons ready on the arms.

“Alright, let's get to the cabin and see what we got.” ordered Indru as she was glad she was wearing an extra layer over her suit. Even as the snow crunched under their feet, with their helmets activating night vision to ensure they wouldn’t get lost in the darkness. There was a series of ‘yes ma’am’ as the marines began to move with their rifles. Though as they were moving closer to the house, there was a howl in the background.

The marines paused, as did Indur as she raised her pistol, glancing around as she called out. “Any signs of hostiles?”

There was a brief scan around, as one of the Marines responded. “No ma’am. Might be some wild animal.”

“Then let's make it quick.” told Indru as the six Shil’vati were walking closer to the cabin, yet as they were getting closer, things were silent, no owls hooting, no sounds of animals or critters. The only thing that was heard was the chilling wind that blew hard against the Shil’vati, who tried to not shudder from the brief coldness against their armor. Even if their armor were keeping them warm?

They felt the cold winter against their bodies. As they were getting closer, one of the marines noticed movement as she spoke. “There’s movement, up ahead.”

Indur sneered as she said. “Look like we’re right on him being an insurgent.” and order to t

Are any outdoor enthusiasts super worried about your summer plans and your safety in DOC huts?. I am not sure how DOC is going to manage the huts for the upcoming summer when the cases will be high and the risk of exposure is much higher in indoor spaces. I always take a tent when going into the backcountry and prefer to camp rather than to stay in huts but sometimes you can't avoid a hut due to terrain, weather, distance, and various other reasons. While I absolutely have no right to ask a person about their vaccination status I would be comfortable in sharing the hut with vaccinated people even though I know vaccinated people can carry and spread the virus. But you can't know a person is vaccinated or not in our great outdoors. So my plan is to simply avoid busy areas and camp wherever I can and to keep a social distance from others.

What are everyone's plans and your safety measures for the upcoming summer in the backcountry? If anyone already booked your Great walks how are you going to keep yourself safe in those overcrowded huts?

Note: I know many people have other important things like business, health, job, family to worry about in the current situation than tramping or hunting but for me getting out into the bush and mountain helps me to maintain my sanity and clear clutters in my mind and that's why I am so interested to hear from other relatable people on this topic.

So...Apparently people are enjoying it. So here's the next chapter.

This is a non-canon SSB story of the universe r/Bluefishcake.

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Darkness was what Srona saw, as she laid there in the darkness. Feeling weak, in pain, and tired. She gave low whines as she felt cold and hot at the same time, her body feeling like it was sore like in basic training. The Rakiri wasn’t sure how long she was down for, she honestly thought she died. Though she didn’t see the goddess nor The Sea of Souls. Her blue eyes glance around, as she wasn’t sure if she really was dead.

“Hello?” spoke out Srona, as she hoped she didn’t die on the ground in the cold.

A voice spoke out in the darkness. “Don’t move, you’re still injured.” it caught her attention as she tried to look around in the darkness as she called out.

“What do you mean? Am I dead?”

“You were close.” the voice responded, sounding female as a small light form in the darkness. Its aura gives a light green form as it moves by her laying form, as the voice continues on. “Thankfully your savior decided to save your life. Even if it was costly, you better be grateful when you wake up.”

“What, I don’t understand!” started Srona in confusion, as her brows furrowed as she let out a low hiss as there was a blinding light. Her eyes squinted as she heard the voice telling.

“You’ll find out.” The voice disappeared as everything was blinded by the harsh light.

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Srona's eyes slowly opened, as a groan escaped her lips and her mind was becoming aware that she felt warm. Her eyes looked to the ceiling as it was wooden, the crackling of fire was heard in the background. As her eyes were moving around to look to see where she was, her head tilted down to see her body covered in a large blanket. Stitches showing on it as there were various colors of red, white, gray-- with odd pictures on it.

Though her ear flick as she heard the low groans of a female voice. The Rakiri head turned to see Re’ta was laying down on the ground, a few feet from her in fact. The Shil’vta seem to be covered in multiple pelts of fur, covering her form as to keep her warm. Srona was taking note that both Re’ta and herself were on the ground, under what seemed to be more pelts of fur.

Her head turn

I decide to be generous and give a third one while my mind was fresh.

This is a non-canon SSB story of the universe r/Bluefishcake.

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After he fed her Ringo left the ‘Rakiri’ --which Srona species was-- to lay down and recover. The man headed off into the main room as he let out a low sigh. Mostly as he rubbed his left hand over his face. What the hell am I doing? Thought Ringo, as he knew he probably would be facing the consequences if those ‘freedom fighters’ found out what he did. Then again, he hardly cared about their wants and didn’t connect himself with them… For the most part. Sure they travel in his woods now and then, but they know as long as they don’t mess with him and his territory? They were clear on traveling around.

Though it seems apparent that things will be changing once news comes on what happened. He knew that they might try to contact him one way or another. So he would have to figure out what to do with that later. For now, he was carrying the empty bowl and spoon as he walked towards the kitchen, putting the bowl down with utensils in the sink as he glanced into his kitchen.

Seeing the ceramic floor of dirty white covering everywhere in the kitchen. The fridge was off on the corner that was close to the counter. The room itself didn't have much beside a cabinet shelf of plates, cups, and bowls. The counter itself has a few things, mostly a toaster, a cutting board, and a stack of knives. The sink itself was mostly empty beside the bowl and utensil.

Though there wasn’t much else in the kitchen, well beside the oven, he ignored the black oven to go open the fridge. Checking inside as he grimaces. Seeing a half roll of cheese, some carrots, potatoes, and two jugs of water. Food is getting low on produce, I may be forced to go to the nearest town. Which was Lensk and he wasn’t sure if he could leave with two injured women in need of his aid.

Shaking his head as he went on to the living room, looking onto the red carpet with the dark floor. The living room didn’t have much, as there was only a large red sofa, a large red cushion chair seat next to it. There was also the back of the

For some reason I'm on a roll. Eh, I'm sure I'll be fine.

This is a non-canon SSB story of the universe r/Bluefishcake.

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The door opened and shut behind him, Ringo letting out a relief breath as he was glad that the solar panels were working still. Even with the cold weather, they were still working. As well as the generator, the back-up generator and even the generator where he has to use oil-- is ready to use. Sure, the latter one was paranoia speaking, but his time living in the wilderness taught him that energy won’t be available forever.

And better to have it and not need it, than need it and not have it.

Shaking his head more as he lightly stomp his boots, ensuring the snow was removed. Though it reminded him to check on the water barrels, make sure that it was full from all the ice and snow that came down. No need to use water if it was given freely. Leaving the entry area, passing by the stairways to the second floor. Though as he began walking into the living room, he considered checking in on his guests. See how they were doing or if they were hungry.

He recalled he was out there for a while, and was checking up on the traps, alarms, and security…So he might as well check out how the two were holding up. Taking a turn as he enters the ‘guest room’. Though it was mostly where he had his pelts and use for emergencies. Mostly whenever it gets so cold that he needs to have a room sealed to endure the nights.

Passing by the kitchen as he walked down the hall and came to the room. Opening the door a bit as he peaked in, seeing Re’ta was awake, and Srona propped up on her elbows to talk. He figures to get some pillows or something for her if she needs to get up. No need to stretch the wounds. Although as he came more, seeing they both noticed him as he asked. “I see someone else is awake, how are you feeling Re’ta?”

The Shil’vati gave a brief blink before she turned her head to tell Srona. “You made him look bad on purpose, he looks hot!”

Srona laughed as she gave a toothy smirk. “Hey, I’m giving my opinion, he is a looker.”

Ringo glanced between the two, and kept his expression neutral as if he di

This is a non-canon SSB story of the universe r/Bluefishcake. This is something I figure to write, test the waters and see if people enjoy it or not. If so, then I might write more, if not? Well, at least I wrote something people might somewhat enjoy.

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The cold was something he was used to. The cold chill that came down over the lands, the harsh winter that came in. It was something Ringo was adjusted to in his early years. He felt the coldness far too often, in the northern mountains of Russia, in the wilderness-- but it felt like home. Even as he walked in his leather and fur boots, moving with a compound bow as he was hunting.

His body is covered in leather, fur, bits of hiking tools on his belt as a red cloak flown with a harsh wind going against him. His eyes squinted, as his helmet kept the worst of it from hitting his face. Yet the man continues to move, even as the wind settles and the symbol of a shield with two fists and a twin-head axe easily shown on his red cloak. The man eyes trail around, as he was hunting game, specifically an elk that he was hunting for a few days.

However he had to pause as he heard the faint sound of engines. As the man moved his head to the source, and moving to hide behind what cover there was. As when he ducked under a fallen tree, crawling deep enough that he could hide himself was the sight of five airships moving, the Shil’vati Empire seemed to take more attention onto empty areas more often in the coming years.

Though Ringo knew that they were likely scouting out any bases, or insurgents that were hiding. The man waited, being patient as he knew these airships go around in their scouting. Granted it peeved him that most of the games he was seeking were off by now due to the noise of the jets. Waiting as he didn’t want the airships to notice him, as the man wasn’t exactly hidden well with the snow.

But as he waited for the airships to leave, his mind muse over on the ‘enlightenment’ from the Empire of the last seven years. Granted he could be wrong, since he hasn’t come by a city since the invasion happened. Since the closest city was Lensk and it was a month's travel where he was at. Hearing the ships making another round as Ringo thought to himself. Take it easy. Just wait till they leave and I’ll track the game again. No need to go out and get spotted. Just need to wait for a few more-,

Yet there

This is by far, the longest chapter I written. And the next one is going to get a bit long depending on how things go. Also I tried hard to fit something fitting for this part with the 'tune'.

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“WHAT?!” nearly scream out Vi’sa, as she was watching this conversation through a one way mirror. As much as she knew interrogating the human was Indru's job? The mere idea of the human claiming he could kill the Empress, but thought it wasn’t worth his time?

The commander could see Indru bristle as what Ringo said was blasphemy. The Commander heard the Interior response as she slammed her fists down hard on the table. “How dare you!”

Ringo gave a raise of a brow and a smug look as he said. “I dare.” Moving to kick his feet off the table as he began to sit more forward as he continued on. “And I dare so because that will get you to understand how serious I am if you try anything.” His eyes narrowed as he told her. “Infact, if you even dare to use orbital bombardment onto my territories? I’ll kill not just you, but whoever made the orders, the Governess, and every high ranking Shil’vati until I reach up to your Empress.”

The Interior agent gave a venomous glare as she moved, grabbed Ringo by the throat as she soon slammed him against the wall. He gave out a low grunt, feeling her hands against his throat as she was face to face against him as she said. “You know what? I think I should kill you now, insurgent. I got the answers I need.”

Ringo let out a choked laugh, as he looked right back at her as he told. “Not...Insurgent. Just a….Hunter.” he added on with a pained smirk, but his eyes told he didn’t regret saying it. “Guess you’re enjoying...your kink too much, eh?”

Vi’sa turned on the comms as she spoke in Shil’vati. “Indru, don’t kill him.”

The Interior snapped as she glared down at Ringo. “What he said should be enough to kill him.”

“If we kill him and people find out,” started Vi’sa, trying to not have murder case to spur the humans in Moscow-- or throughout Russia even further with how bad it is.

“I don’t care!” interrupted Indru as she saw Ringo getting up and rubbed his neck as he cleared his throat. *“What he said is criminal enough. N

Double wammy!

Edit: Made a small edit where Rump said one thing, and made it to more reasonable meaning.

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“Can you tell me more about the Iron Wolf?” asked Re’ta with her translator, as she was in the Old Hag bar again, as since last night? She and her pod were ‘tolerated’ by most of the people, which was only due to the old woman enforcing it. She wasn’t sure why the old woman would allow Re’ta or her friends-- but the Shil’vati wasn’t going to look in a gift in the turox mouth at this. She looked at Baba Yaga, as they were both sitting down.

The old woman raises a brow, as she breathes in through her pipe before slowly blowing it out as she pulls the pipe to speak. “~Why ye asked that? Thought ye had all you were looking for with your fancy techno gabber.”

Re’ta shook her head, as she told. “We looked up our records, the data-net-- anything with information on Ringo. But it’s like he doesn’t exist.” going on to tell. “He has no ID, no history. Not even a tidbit of rumors, it’s like he showed up out of nowhere in the Empire.” Re’ta went on to add with a frown. “And you seem to be the only one who knows anything about him.”

With a cackling laugh, Baba Yaga asked, “~whad'ya expectin' when ya went to burn all our books? Cours' ya don't know him, cuz only our history knows and yours dont!~" And with a gleam in her eye, told on while jabbing her pipe at the Shil’vati, “~what your gabber-net would see, is nonsense, not fact.~”

Furrowing her brows, as the purple alien looked to the elder as she asked. “Then what can you tell me about him? Neither me, nor Srona, Reni or even Rani-- we know nothing about him except for what you said. Who is he? Why is he alone in those woods, what makes it a bad idea to mess with him?”

Yaga let out a hum, moving to breath in her pipe, as she let out a low breath of smoke as she asked in a more considerate tone. “~Ever heard of the second war that lit the world with fire?~”

Re’ta scrunched her face as she said. “Not….alot.” she didn’t knew much of this ‘war’ on this world. As there wasn't much information on it, or at least information she knew of. She knew this world had several wars and it was placed aside as ‘prim