Time to gather up the strength (Dirty Snakes Fac., Sai, inv)

Thread PL: 15,101; Zeni: 1,521; XP: 5,346

Antisense Active.


Demonic Awareness (Ki Sense) active

Ever since Alaistair's last few encounters, the latest being from the strange creature at sea with the Konatsian, Crotona, Alaistair had been feeling an ever progressively diminishing presence in the world around him. Individual souls were getting stronger and Alaistair wasn't developing nearly as much power as he was... It was a revelation in its own right! This... Facade he was perpetuating over the last fifty years had been turning into something he should not be! He was a conqueror before being lost in this blasted realm.

He had enough, and so, he had sent out a secret message a couple days ago, to the upstarts that had the strange gear on them. Alaistair didn't quite get a name... He thought. There was one name he did find, looking around the warehouse afterwards: The Dirty Snakes. These guys were secretive, and from what Alaistair could see, some of the means of communicating with them was through the deep web and certain scrambled scouter frequencies. Lacking the scouter, and the technological know how, Alaistair chose to instead have one of his lackeys who did know how to operate in the area get him in contact with them.

Alaistair's man went with a obscure web name when they were making contact. He managed to find someone, who claimed they were in the gang, and could hook Alaistair up with some gear. However, there was a steep price for the gear... A price Alaistair wasn't too sure if he could work with. They went through a back and forth conversation, debating the price before eventually settling on something Alaistair was more willing to work with. Several tens of thousands of worth of zeni, to put it mildly! However, it wouldn't all be brought out immediately. They had to bring proof of the gear and demonstrate it could work, naturally!

They came to an agreement on the location: Alaistair's own ship, the Cayenne. Recently, the vessel had gone under a massive tune up, through use of one of Alaistair's artifacts. The magics wrapped around the fishing vessel with a flurry of bright purple and red lights, expanding the size and streamlining the vessel much more. It also gained several exhaust ports, removed the 2 silos rising above, and several repulsing jets that hide under these panels on the underbelly of the vessel! The final part of this transformation, however, was the endowment of a demonic oni face on front with large bulging eyes that eerily moved, and could speak! The Cayenne Shako, it referred to itself now. It wished to sail where mortals were and collect their souls.

Alaistair had told it that it would, but it would come in due time. For now, Alaistair needed it for a meeting that would come soon! Until then, it had to remain quiet and keep an eye out. The Cayenne Shako knew these ports, having been observing what happened inside of it and all that happened around it! It knew what to seek and would keep a eye out! While it kept an eye on the port, Alaistair positioned himself on the upper deck, looking out at the night sea! There were still some people out on this cloudless night, but they were either going to sleep or heading out of the port. Their business should be in the clear, for the most part... But Alaistair needed to be wary! He did not want another situation like with Beowulf and Lattei!

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