Diplomacy

Attempt to Woo a Native! Requires Diplomacy research.

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The five Xunari talked late into the evening, helping Kukimbia get caught up on the happenings in the wider world. The remoteness of the area had kept her isolated, and while she had heard rumors of strange events from other passing natives, nothing concrete reached her ears until now. Despite their somewhat rough introduction, Kukimbia seemed fascinated by Lambent, gazing up at her with wide eyes. Chase knew the most about the diplomatic changes brought by the tark'ee's arrival, but Sea a...
A Curious Character
By Wayward Station ・ 0 ・ 0
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Two whelps stared at the native, probing her with questions about her way of life, her cheetah-striped pelt, anything they could think of. Polly, a bright green tark'ee, quite looked lik a parrot out in the desert. While Crushclaw, a deep-red belemoid with crackling claws, may have well been a fire elemental straight from a voclano. Both of their colors contrasted highly against the soft, tan sand surrounding them. Kukiemba eyed them nervously, realizing consciously that there was no harm in ...
Pestering Pups
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
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After grilling them about the bones, Cameron moved on to ask questions about another feature of Rekes geology - the mountains. Sunlight continued to show them pictures of them, of the peaks rising into the sky. Underground, Cameron had had tunnels and caverns, but the thought of peaks soaring thousands of feet into the sky to scrape the clouds was… something else. "Snickerdoodle says it makes the air currents difficult to manage sometimes," Rocky commented thoughtfully, fl...
[Cameron] Bugs and Muggy Heat
By Skyward ・ 0 ・ 0
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When Crevasse awoke, it was to Sunlight showing Cameron pictures of snow. "...and these are what we call snow-xunari," Sunlight was explaining, showing the wide-eyed aerobic pictures of some of the contestant's creations from last late kerah. "How do they stay up?" Cameron asked, fascinated. "The snow sticks together if you pack it right…" Sunlight began to explain, but was interrupted. "Like mud, if you squeeze water out of it," Pepper motioned to where ...
[Cameron] Mushroom Trees and Normal Trees
By Skyward ・ 0 ・ 0
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"I hate humidity," Rocky sighed, eyeing how his fur was poofing out in a frizzy mess with distaste. "Look," Crevasse said crankily, covered in mud. "At least you can wear boots." Sunlight was frowning at a map while Pepper kept an eye on the surroundings. ((The swamps of L'Hatzif spread out before them, full of rustling creatures that slipped through the fungi foliage at a safe distance away from them. Towering mushroom caps shaded them above, with shafts of sunlight shearin...
[Cameron] Snow and Snowball FIghts
By Skyward ・ 0 ・ 0
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((It was a brutally hot day in northeastern Issiq, and most of the team had gathered in the work tent in an attempt to stay cool.)) Sea and Rubus pored over the samples and regional scans, but Lambent and Chase had a different topic of conversation: something was stalking their camp. The night before, the perimeter sensors had gone off. They were set to alert only if something large approached their camp, or if they were messed with. When Lambent arrived on the scene, the sensor was tipped ov...
A Stranger in Camp
By Wayward Station ・ 0 ・ 0
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((It was hot, even this close to the shoreline. Polly's soft yellow paws scraped against the hard, compacted sandstone. A small, white butterfly tickled her nose, and as it fluttered into the blue sky, the tark'ee chased after it. She raced up a small mountain of pebbles, breaking to a height above the flowing sand dunes. She swatted at the insect, and as it fluttered away, gave a pained, "Awh!"–but then she noticed something else. Among the scattered golden tufts of wheatgrass growing on t...
Peril On The Plains
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
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Contemplating on whether or not the colony should change regions, Ycthuthrheth is going with colonists around on field trips throughout B'av. The first stop: Rekes. Tezcatlipoca, Bloe, Citria, and Xochcatl were woefully unprepared and overly accustomed to the warm, humid climate of their home, L'Hatzif. Ycthuthrheth was not in the same situation as them, but only because it is a drone being piloted remotely. The four warm-blooded entities huddled together in a cave, holding on to all t...
Snow Day
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0
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A black tsabhua, red draconic tark'ee, a yellow wingless aerobic tark'ee, and a small green tsabhua whelp are taking a gentle stroll at the edge of the swamp. The adults doing this in hopes of feeling a bit better after eating that biological war crime Ycthuthrheth calls "food." The whelp tagging along because she was simply curious of the land she just arrived at. ((The evening was still bright as the big brother sun began to dip below the horizon and the little brother sun was still ...
Shadow in the Swamp
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0
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((A flock of chattering Aerobics flew over the vast Mireh hillsides; their strong wings carrying them on the winds which rustled the grasses and flora creating a wonderfully peaceful ambiance to a wonderfully beautiful day. Ashdod let out a contented sigh as yet another wave of peace washed through her like the wind washed through the grasses around her.)) Mireh was quite different so far inland, but similar enough to her waters that nothing felt too foreign. As if beckoned by her intense pea...
Burning Questions [Woo Ashdod]
By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Gift] It's your first kill
By Xione ・ 1 ・ 0
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[Gift] Looks Like Him
By Xione ・ 1 ・ 0
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The rhythm of Dylidae's steady pace thumping on the ground, or gliding through waters, sent Nepeta to sleep with Lantana fighting the urge herself. The whelps had exhausted themselves of questions and it became quite clear, at least to Torook, that despite his eagerness to help the whelps, Dylidae much preferred the serenity of silence. ((The wonderful and colourful world of the Fungal Forest slowly slid by as the suns made their way across the hazy sky above.)) Lantana began to slump into th...
No Stranger Danger To Be Found [Woo Dylidae]
By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0
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((The muddy swamps squelched underfoot as a small group of whelps ran about the reeds and grasses of the Fungal Forest. The group of young Saltwater Tsabhua had permission to wander off and play from the main convey from Or'sol, a colony which resided on the far side of Mireh. The group stood out from the fungus adorned landscape by their various white and silver coats - or at least they would if they were not covered so well in mud.)) "Rita!" Torook snapped as he stopped mid run,...
A strangers familiar face [Woo Dylidae]
By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0
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Frostbite Woo I
By Astraia ・ 0 ・ 0
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We keep meeting
By Tsidal ・ 0 ・ 0
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[DIPLOMACY] Come to Rekes - we have Rocks!
By Lymanter ・ 0 ・ 0
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wooing tapyre
By SapphireSpires ・ 0 ・ 0
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o hello
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hi! were here to ask you to join our colony!
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