The floor splits beside Jostan with a shriek of stressed metal. Below, obsolete transit hardware crowds a cramped sublevel marked by pale security bands, while Orin steadies himself near the hall wall.
An elf young adult man crouches beside a sealed trunk below, lean and ash-brown, his short silver hair lit by failing panels. Improvised cables run from his pale gloves into the trunk’s housing.
Caelen
Do not open it. I am Caelen Aris, and this is not cargo. It is a command relay trying to announce itself through the entire hall.
The cables twitch as the trunk emits a low pulse. Pale markings crawl across the sublevel walls, synchronizing with the distorted displays above.
The Broad-Shouldered Attacker
A command relay? Then the boy has already told you too much.
The broad-shouldered attacker pivots toward the opening, matte jacket tightening across his shoulders. His attention leaves the stunned hall and fixes on Caelen, the cables, and the exposed trunk.
Orin
Jostan, that relay may be controlling the transit grid. Decide quickly, because our attacker is no longer interested in talking.
✓ Quest Accepted
Expose the source of the command relay
“In quick thinking I get up and scan the for the source seeing it behind the wall I use my jimmy to shoot at the men to create distance for me and Orin, we go to the source and Orin starts to meddle with it, I put my gun and raise my hands to fight, the men and Im on the move trying to us the eye scanner to help me with my fight, i throw a punch and get fucking destroyed by the men, but holding on so orin can finish what he is doing I stay strong, letting them go for a cheap shot i realize there robots and use the jimmy to blow there brains out”
SUCCESS (Superb Firearms, rolled -3)
Jostan rises through the spreading floor gap and sweeps the Eye of Anylasis across the hall. Behind the wall, two dormant security constructs wake around the relay chamber.
Jostan Ordomo
Orin, move. I found the source.
The Jimmy cracks twice. Shots hammer the constructs’ shoulder assemblies, forcing them back and opening a route below. Orin drops beside the trunk and drives his tools into the warded housing.
Orin
Keep them away from me. I need ten seconds to sever the relay’s broadcast path.
Jostan raises his hands and follows the scanner’s targeting overlays. The broad-shouldered attacker rushes him; Jostan’s punch lands, but the counterstrike drives him hard against the wall and bruises his ribs.
He stays upright, letting the constructs commit to a close strike. Their faces split open into exposed processor arrays. Jostan fires into both cores, disabling them before they can reach Orin.
Orin twists the final connector free. The trunk’s pulse dies, the wall markings fade, and the hall’s false displays go dark. Jostan has held the line, though every breath now catches against his bruised ribs.
Quest Complete
Expose the source of the command relay