Doctor Gill Klam
Character
"Gill, can you read me? Answer, Yatta!", the voice was barely to hear over the comlink. The adventurous Gill Klam was already too deep in the depth of the ancient ruin to have a clear radio connection. The primitive relay network of the planet Livien was not really helpful to establish stable communication.
"Loud and clear, mysterious masked but somehow sexy in a grim way bounty hunter. No need to worry, but cute you do." The lie came easily over the blue lips of the petite Zeltron woman with the red skin and dark blue, almost purple hair. Convincing Lies were a field of expertise of Doctor Klam, an ambivalent archaeologist of shady reputation.
She desperately wanted to believe the lie herself. She had seriously underestimated how many of the over 20 000 years old defenses of the tomb she was raiding were still operational.
The slender adventurer had already only nearly evaded pitfalls and automated weapon systems so far.
"Yatto, I do not worry about your stupid head attached to your shoulders, but about the money you own me for the last fiasco!", the grumpy, distorted voice of her more or less voluntary co-pilot answered. "Speaking of fiasco, I have sensor readings of someone approaching the coordinates of the tomb. I will fly your ship to some distance to avoid detection. Not sure, if the comlink connection would stay up and running. Try to survive, Doc! And bring something of worth back, should you do, Yatta, yatto! Over and out!"
Great! Over 20 000 years this tomb gathered dust and NOW a second treasure hunters appears? How are the odds of THAT? Or perhaps it was a law enforcer I have forgotten to bribe?
Gill Klam tried to focus on the task at hand and searched the surroundings of the shaft she was climbing down. Her hightech googles highlighted the myriads of traps the old monarch of the Livien League had installed in his last resting place to protect his riches. Most were gone out of power a long time ago, but some, especially the simply and mechanical ones, were still operational, as piles of bones on the bottom of the shaft below her silently testify for.
"Loud and clear, mysterious masked but somehow sexy in a grim way bounty hunter. No need to worry, but cute you do." The lie came easily over the blue lips of the petite Zeltron woman with the red skin and dark blue, almost purple hair. Convincing Lies were a field of expertise of Doctor Klam, an ambivalent archaeologist of shady reputation.
She desperately wanted to believe the lie herself. She had seriously underestimated how many of the over 20 000 years old defenses of the tomb she was raiding were still operational.
The slender adventurer had already only nearly evaded pitfalls and automated weapon systems so far.
"Yatto, I do not worry about your stupid head attached to your shoulders, but about the money you own me for the last fiasco!", the grumpy, distorted voice of her more or less voluntary co-pilot answered. "Speaking of fiasco, I have sensor readings of someone approaching the coordinates of the tomb. I will fly your ship to some distance to avoid detection. Not sure, if the comlink connection would stay up and running. Try to survive, Doc! And bring something of worth back, should you do, Yatta, yatto! Over and out!"
Great! Over 20 000 years this tomb gathered dust and NOW a second treasure hunters appears? How are the odds of THAT? Or perhaps it was a law enforcer I have forgotten to bribe?
Gill Klam tried to focus on the task at hand and searched the surroundings of the shaft she was climbing down. Her hightech googles highlighted the myriads of traps the old monarch of the Livien League had installed in his last resting place to protect his riches. Most were gone out of power a long time ago, but some, especially the simply and mechanical ones, were still operational, as piles of bones on the bottom of the shaft below her silently testify for.
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