Quaxo Zyrustiner

I'm the same, I liked the NY setting much more than DC. I've never been to either city (yet!), but it felt like no matter where you were in TD1, it felt like NY. But in TD2, it doesn't always feel like DC, it feels like it could just be anywhere.

I think somewhere other than DC would have been better. Like San Francisco or Las Vegas.

Didn't want to hijack the topic sorting it out, so I messaged Lager and went through some things. Looks like DX12 was the issue. 

Never worked right with the Snow Drop engine the first game, and it's nice to see they haven't fixed the identical issues it causes in the second game.

On 3/30/2019 at 12:38 PM, Michael Ex said:

Has anyone done any of the group content stronghold type things?

You start doing those mid to late 20s. I've just finished the last one for the first part of the game at level 30. Won't go into details, don't want to post any story spoilers.

You should be able to do them with anyone though, even if we're not the same level. The game does level scaling. So far from what I've experienced, you do want to do the first strongholds with at least a 4-person group. They're a bit tougher than the regular missions.

I'm on daily usually, so if you need help running anything, just ask.

If you guys want more, I'll come over and join

I did my first Stronghold at 25 with a full group of 4. It was pretty good. Couple tough fights.

@witchbolts @Carg  @SilentTheGray I'm confused. Were we planning to have a game tomorrow?

I guess I'm going to be gone from 1:00-4:00pm central tomorrow. My wife scheduled a birthday party for our daughter at the skating place and forgot to mention it to me until this evening. I'm open before and after that though.

I'm free Saturday for whatever time.

As for other times, I'm available usually every evening Tues-Fri, and all day Sat and Sun, so I'm pretty flexible.

I'm not always in TS or on the forums. If you guys decide on an impromptu session sometime, the best way to reach me on short notice is either through Steam, which usually notifies me on my phone, or Discord, which will also notify me on my phone. Either way, one of those should reach me.

You guys ready to continue the game this weekend?

Have we settled on a time yet?

Cool. I'm free all day. Sign me up.  

Don't really care about the time, I'm good with whatever.

If there's still room for any upcoming games, I should be available.

Just wanted to throw in here that https://www.frogtown.me/ makes it super easy to create Magic decks for Tabletop Simulator.

I like TTS best for online Magic games just because of the flexibility of it.

"Enough," Quaxo says, standing up from his chair, clearly frustrated and annoyed with Tyke's unwillingness to be straightforward with them. "I don't think this is going to be a job I'm interested in." He turns and bows slightly in the direction of the others seated at the table. "Good luck," he tells them, pulling out a holocom as he makes his way to the door. The holocom emits a blue glow and the image of a droid appears. "Prep the ship, HK. We're leaving." The door closes behind him.

((Sorry, I'm going to have to drop out of this one.))

Quaxo scratches his chin and thinks for a moment, staring at the empty glass on the table as he thinks. Sneaking on to a Republic vessel, crew likely dead... someone must be in control of it else it would just be a salvage operation, which wouldn't require the current set of skills surrounding the table. "So if the Republic isn't in control, who is? Pirates? Hutts? Imperials?" he thought to himself. Whoever it was, this couldn't be good. He already didn't like the sound of this mission.

"I need more information before I agree to anything," Quaxo finally says, looking up from the empty glass to Tyke. "Who has the ship now? And what are we to retrieve?"

Quaxo cocks his head to the side. "Is she in 'good working condition'? She's probably the fastest ship docked at this station." Quaxo grabs the bottle of ale and refills his glass as he continues, "She'll be more than good enough for anything you can throw at me, you can count on that." Quaxo downs the freshly filled glass, licking his lips as he puts the now empty glass back down on the table and looks back at Tyke. "And I keep my credentials sorted. Best way to keep random patrols from asking too many questions," he says, leaning back in his chair, his smile the only thing showing under the metal plate that covers most of his face.

He turns his attention to Anneli, then to the bag of crackers. He leans over and takes a cracker from the bag, holds it up briefly in a thank you gesture, nodding slightly, then pops it in his mouth. As he begins to chew it, the disgust at the taste of what he now realizes are fungal crackers shows in the visible part of his face. Fighting the temptation to spit it out, he slowing chews the cracker and swallows it. "Tasty," he says unemotionally, flashing a faux smile at Anneli in an attempt to hide his disgust.

Quaxo sits back up in this chair, dropping his feet on the floor. His view moves from one occupant to the other as he introduces himself properly.

"I'm Quaxo Zyrustiner. Captain of The Mad Jawa. I'm a freelancer. I run cargo, get into trouble, carry out the occasional mission for the Republic, and I blow things up." Quaxo looks back at Tyke, "That's the quick version."

Quaxo picks up the glass and swiftly gulps down the drink in one swig. He eyes the glass for a moment as he swallows, "Hmm, it's not spiced, but it will do." He puts the glass back down on the table and looks at the others.

Quaxo turns his head to observe the room's new addition, the lens of his left eye twisting to adjust focus. He chuckles to himself for a moment, not sure what he's gotten himself into this time. "Captain Quaxo," he introduces himself, giving a half-hearted two-fingered salute. "And there has been nothing to miss." Quaxo kicks back, his metallic legs landing on the table with a loud clang. "I'm still wondering what I've done to earn the pleasure." Quaxo stares at the pair for a moment before continuing, sounding a bit agitated, "Do neither of you know what this is about?"