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Region: Barbaria

Volohk wrote:

The leader of the Volohkian team, which is clad in tactical stealth gear rather than local Oriab clothing to aid in the initial insertion, rolls his eyes at the garo comment.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah you're the "best at what you do" you don't hear the rest of us bragging about it. Actions speak louder than words.

We've all heard about the big bad garo. Wearing your costumes all the time even when not on mission to hide your identity and be spooky. Well how about you man up and take those kiddy costumes off and show your faces or are you that scared? You don't see any other special forces group doing that stuff. Are there methods to help protect our identities yes but we aren't afraid if who we are in our civvies gets discovered by the enemy. It's part of the job to have a few prices on your head.

Besides this line of work is about brothers and sisters in arms. How can we trust you with our lives and be expected to protect yours if you can't even grant us the small amount of trust to know who you are?

That's my question Col. Krag. How can we trust these "invisible men" with our lives on this operation if they don't trust us enough to have the guts to let us know who they are, to see their faces, to be able to look them in the eyes and see that shared bond that all soldiers have?"

Garnel wrote:

ooc: they never actually said any of that but I’m explaining an advantage they have, cuz in the modern age nomads seem to die out and I assume barbaria is the same
Ic: they stay silent not responding except for the leader “there is a reason....it a part of our laws to never show your face or distinctive features to anyone who knows you are garō...we trust you but it is simply our culture and our law...forgive us....” the leader bows at 90 degree angle as do the rest of the group
The leader then snaps and a few other hand gestures, then all near perfectly in sync took off the des guides on their head, suprisingly they looked very similar as if they were all from one big family, it was hard but not impossible to tell them apart, but yet it was as if that was for a purpose and they were handpicked and put into this group for this reason

They the leader got out the equipment they brought and each took what they were assigned, they refuse to say their birth names instead going by epiphets or nicknames in crystalian

IC:
"Alright ladies I'm glad you could get that sorted out. Now..." Col. Krag continues speaking getting into some more finer details.

SIC:
Looking out from a hidden room high up above everything else in the hangar through a two way mirror that is designed to look like a wall of the hangar are two men in black suits.

"So what do you think?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes and no."

"Then sure. They'll do. I like the Volohkian. For a man who is in the business of sneaking around and shooting people in the back he has somehow managed to keep his ideals. I don't much trust the Garnelian. A bit too uptight. He could use a martini to loosen up. A good agent isn't a regimented one but one who can think freely. "I'd rather have a young lieutenant with enough guts to disobey a direct order than a colonel too regimented to think for himself," Isn't that what you always say Control?"

"Yes. Something like that. It's good to see your memory is still sharp enough to remember the speech I give to all the new recruits."

"Fond memories Control. Fond memories."

Garnel

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