soul_campaign | Duodécima ⚜ Roda [February 26th, afternoon; video]

Good afternoon, Death City...!

[Fabiola's settled onto one of the swings in the park, and is rocking back and forth as she waves at the screen. It's likely disorienting as all get-out, but she... probably doesn't know that. Damn 90s kids and their lack of webcam etiquette. She stops swinging when she starts to talk though, so that's good, right?]

As it seems to be a month for asking questions, I was wondering- there are plenty of residents here that would be considered Aliens- that is, extraterrestrials, from other planets and the like. Would some of you mind terribly telling me about the places where you are from? I am- [~~kind of a sci-fi nerd--~~]- quite interested in learning about what kind of civilizations occur on other planets.

[She rocks back and forth slightly again, and then taps her chin with a gloved finger, thinking.]

And on an unrelated note- does anyone know anything about painting murals? Or taking care of chickens? The two are quite unrelated, but I thought if anything, someone who knows something about either of them might know catch sight of this.

[Seriously, there is a ninja chicken overtaking a corner of her living room, DC. Help.]

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[Well that doesn't sound good...]

Would it perhaps be too intrusive of me to ask what happened?

It was colonized by a different species of alien after they discovered the location of my people's homeworld.

Oh dear. It was not a terribly violent sort of colonization, was it?

[Though as far as she knows, those sorts of things usually involve a fair bit of fighting.]

Our people were at war. [While he's not shy about going into details, he also knows that the details didn't mean much to those who did not experience it. That was why he answered her question in such a simple manner.]

Oh. [That's a yes, then. Fabiola might have just been curious, but she doesn't exactly relish hearing about wars and violence.] Then I am sorry to hear that, really.

My people had endured, and will continue to do so.

[They wouldn't stop fighting until the threat was eliminated from the universe, and their planet was returned to them. Although he held doubts that Aiur herself could survive the invasion.]

Your people must be very resilient, then.

[She does admire that kind of conviction.]

[He regards the screen at the mention of them being resilient but says nothing of it.]

Is there anything else that you wish to know?

Is there anything you can tell me about the traditions on your planet?

Asking of such a thing would be like asking a human to discuss the traditions throughout their planet, for they are vast and many.

[He doesn't give the impression that he doesn't want to talk about it, more that there are near-limitless traditions and differences.]

Oh... well, are there any that you in particular are fond of? I would not wish to waste too much of your time by asking about all of them.

[Not to mention there's plenty of time to ask later!]

Very well.

[Tassadar takes a moment to consider the possible traditions before settling on one that should be relatively easy to understand.]

My people are born into one of three castes: those who govern my people known as the Judicators, the warriors who are known as Templar, and the Khalai caste who are the workers.

Duodécima ⚜ Roda [February 26th, afternoon; video]

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