#covak

[pocketgalaxies]

jester, entering this gnoll's house: the candles don't do a good job of covering that.

gnoll: what?

jester: it's a little RANK in ur HUT

gnoll: well you're welcome to LEAVE

jester: no no no i like it it's wonderful!

jester: *looks to beau*

[incorrectcalex]

alex and casey playing uno

casey: uno

alex: no, you didn't said that- *puts a +4 in the pile*

casey: that's how you want to play, huh? i guess you want to be single too

[digquiz]

Book club, not having the desired effect.. or is it?

Maybe Romance stories are bringing people together.

[cabotnovakc]

i was bored so yeah, here's a header guys 🥺

[omnipotrent]

[occidentalavian]

I just figured out how old Jester is! The Mighty Nein Origins comic depicts her meeting Artagan when she was around 13. When she met the gnoll Covak in Asarius, she said she’s known the Traveler for 15 years.

So that means that Jester is 28!

[niqhtlord01]

Humans are weird: Fighter Jets

“Their fleet is several times our number, we must withdraw.”

Sifalim waved a hand across the tactical display to emphasize the point. The picture blurred for a few moments as his tentacled hand passed through it before refocusing.

A string of some several dozen red icons were shown to be making headway towards the coalition fleet. Approaching in a crescent formation the enemy was attempting to overtake the flanks of the coalition and encircle them. Sifalim could not risk the fleet in a single engagement and made to issue orders to withdraw when a series of green icons advancing caught his attention.  “Whose ships are those?” his question laced with an underlining tone of anger.  “They are the human contingent under...”, the tactician struggled to pronounce the human word listed, “Ab-mer-ll Covak.” “Get Covak on coms now before he wastes my ships!” shouted  Sifalim and his surround staff quickly work to oblige their commanders request. From the tactical display came a green light and from it slowly appeared the face of Admiral Covak.  “Covak, would you mind telling me what you are doing with my ships?” Sifalim’s voice, though clear, was spoken through clenched teeth. The rotating head of Covak pondered the commander for a moment before responding. “Greetings Commander Sifalim. I fear there has been some mistake as these ships belong under my command and are following my orders.” The emphasis of the “my” was all too clear Sifalim and only made his rancor rise higher. 

“You misplace yourself Covak”, Sifalim snarled. “When this mission began the leaders of our coalition agreed that I was to assume direct control of the fleet. You are to return your ships to formation and prepare to jump.”

“It’s “Admiral” Covak,” the floating head retorted, “and I fear it is you who are misplaced. Though humanity agreed to the mission we agreed to the practice of it, not your overall command.”  “This is no time for your politics!” Sifalim smashed his fist down into the table and sent nearby tacticians scampering. “The enemy have brought their main fleet into this battle. We must retreat until we find better circumstances for our victory.” Covak’s head shook. “That is why we did not agree to your overall command. Real commanders don’t for circumstances for victory; they make their own.”  “You fly alone then to your doom.”  Covak’s head smiled. “It wouldn’t be the first time for us humans.”  With that the signal was cut and Covak’s head vanished. “Shall we assist them?” a tactician asked. Sifalim waved them away dismissively. “Let the humans be atomized. Order the rest of the fleet to turn and prep for jump.”  “Human vessels are firing.” One of the tacticians brought back the display. From each of the human vessels a string of far smaller contacts were emerging from and speeding off towards the still approaching enemy fleet.  “Missiles? Did the humans learn nothing?”  Sifalim had painfully made clear that the enemy had advanced anti missile weaponry on their ships to counter any such attack. They would launch cylinders directly in the path of oncoming missiles that on impact with the missile would cover it in a specialized foam and nullify the explosion regardless of the missiles contents.  True enough the red icons of the enemy fleet began launching their own spread of cylinders. As the green and red icons grew closer and closer Sifalim lost interest and began communicating with other ship masters for the jump. 

An intake of breath from the surrounding tacticians drew his gaze back to the display and to his surprise he saw that every small red icon had missed their target corresponding green target.  The green icons were streaking ever closer to the enemy ships as a second wave of cylinders were fired. Just as with the first wave they too missed their mark and now the small green icons were swarming the enemy fleet. 

One by one the enemy fleet stopped their advance as red icons began blipping out one by one. 

“Get me a visual of the enemy now!” As happy as Sifalim was to see the enemy being routed he was more angry that humans had held a secret weapon in reserve that could have turned the tide of war.

“Enemy fleet on screen now.” 

Sifalim looked up and saw an enhanced image of the enemy line of ships. The barrels of their guns were firing wildly and too  Sifalim’s surprise even hitting their own ships in friendly fire. Each of them appeared to have a swarm of lights circling them followed by a string of explosions across their hulls. 

“Magnify image of the nearest ship.” The screen zoomed in on the closest enemy vessel, a massive dreadnought covered in ship killer weapons. Much like the other ships it was firing wildly.  Sifalim assumed it was no doubt gun crews lack of discipline given what had been the command bridge was destroyed and leaving a trail of smoke. It was as he watched the bridge he saw a something small and fast dart past the screen and then seemingly vanish. 

“Rewind previous ten seconds and 1/10 speed.” The screen rewound itself and began playing slower. “Freeze!” Sifalim knew he had saw something and with the frozen image he could now prove it. 

Frozen in display was a strange triangle shaped craft roughly the size of a transport hauler back on his home planet. Wings extended to either side of it along with a strange dome like canopy near the front of the craft which to Sifalim‘s amazement held a human in a strange outfit. 

“What am I looking at?” His question wasn’t directed to any tactician in particular as he stared at the human craft. A senior researcher stood up from a nearby console and approached  Sifalim.  “The craft in question appear to be crude propulsion based vehicles operated by a single individual.” 

Sifalim stared back and forth between the researcher and the display. “you are telling me they strapped engines to a hunk of metal along with a human and flung them into space?” The sheer madness of it all confounded him and yet the researcher nodded. “Essentially, yes.”

“How is it they have not been blown out of the void already?” 

“The enemy ships are equipped with weapons that track the engine output of their vehicles, but they only plot an intercept course with the craft in a straight line calculated from the moment they are fired. The cylinders are not programmed to follow the erratic piloting of the humans and miss. The enemy vessels themselves lack any such armament that can effectively target such small craft so close and it is my theory that this has led the enemy commanders to panic and begin using their ship to ship weaponry in an attempt to swat them away.”

As if on cue the dreadnought they had been observing exploded into a bright fireball, debris showering the surrounding vessels in a hailstorm of fire as the human craft broke off to find a new target.

One by one Sifalim watched as the red icons vanished from his display as the human vessels stayed out of effective range of their enemies guns. Even more frustrating was now he saw several ships that had prepped to jump turning around to face the enemy alongside the humans.

Sifalim could not help but think back to Covak’s words as he realized the human had achieved his victory in more ways than one as he would no doubt be promoted to the overall commander after this victory while Sifalim would most likely be demoted and scorned for showing apparent cowardice.  

He watched as the coalition fleet sped past him to join with the humans and reflected on the human’s plan. It was crazy, risky, and foolish beyond measure; and yet it had still carried them the day. 

He wallowed in his command throne as he realized that only a human could have pulled it off. 

[criticalhittune]

Covak is staying! ;v;  He was okay!

[ifyoulikepinacoladas31000]

Critical Role 2 ep 56

Covak called the Traveler a "Fair Folk"!!!!!!!! Traveler is Artagan intensifies!!!!!!

[444names]

pretty vulgarlang generated words + brythonic deities

Abakai Abarus Abatelen Abayetant Abellicus Abnos Abuxensp Adear Adent Adeva Adeviris Adran Adrepon Adrit Adroutis Adsumarus Aeriveta Aernus Aerso Aganotus Agioval Agrow Ainera Ainus Aladj Aladv Alatus Albetinus Albeucel Algono Allia Allous Altek Altera Althus Amarudius Amullow Andrankou Anesta Anger Angere Anius Ankoumar Anode Anois Antia Arisanot Arnus Artas Arusis Asdrentar Asdrinect Asgus Assua Assus Astelex Atian Atisa Atutian Atutiar Averia Avetios Avevao Avevaunus Bakrabake Bakrafol Bangerius Barep Bated Batek Bayen Bayenus Bayet Bayeta Beginos Begonnus Begus Behade Behadsua Behaver Beladv Belear Belearus Beleual Beleus Bella Bellatuth Bellia Bellicame Bellike Belly Beltep Belth Betar Beteerius Betep Betiar Beuaarus Beual Blauen Blauona Boksaneme Borise Borit Boriver Borve Borven Borver Borveris Bosedat Bowth Brakai Brametek Brelex Brian Brighbok Brindiner Busua Buxen Buxent Buxentar Cadrepon Cadsucadj Camar Camaue Camaus Castaopar Catiomar Cellos Ceris Cerius Cessan Ceted Cetios Chaden Chastar Chool Choolgona Choos Cicus Cidia Cidius Ciens Cientine Cientita Cimbrit Clotouns Clowl Cocicar Cocis Cocius Coldtrama Coldtry Colgomos Colgon Colgonne Colladv Collia Collicold Comaponos Comon Compecus Complenta Conus Coolgon Coosp Couma Counnus Counus Couta Covake Covannus Covaus Covevake Covina Coviris Culiculus Cullugus Culuintit Curandia Dagary Dagus Dambis Dametios Damna Damogusio Damplect Dange Darnunus Darounnus Darusucar Dasdra Dasgus Dasterso Datobo Daton Denus Devak Devaus Drabat Drabus Dramartat Drancame Dranos Drantia Drase Drast Drebis Drion Drisaran Drist Drita Droat Earus Essissus Esson Faginota Fagro Fagrour Fancatio Floumary Folgonot Garduis Grabelex Grankous Groantus Groat Groatiron Grobis Grobok Grusis Huetedar Husis Iaernus Iaranot Imapon Imarus Imary Imbra India Inobis Intita Inuns Ionnat Jenus Jetep Jetis Jetont Lateda Latia Latonalat Lealbe Lentart Lentios Lighbow Listaopar Luinosp Luxen Luxenta Luxenus Luxovis Magio Marame Marnerebe Marnus Martren Matucanis Monus Moris Morrus Mulio Mulloume Mulluxens Naladenus Nalateer Namor Nated Neculugus Neiara Nemart Nemerius Neriner Nervet Nervoksan Nessusis Nextia Nextiona Nobayen Noissan Ogmio Ogmiovius Oguns Ogunthes Oparus Peritlect Pessio Pessis Pillos Pillus Pirduis Prebeo Prela Proan Proatek Proatoboe Pront Rabatao Rabus Rafolgon Rafollot Ramary Rancienth Ranemapon Rangerit Ranos Ranota Ranta Rasedamna Rassis Rasta Rastary Rastep Rauonus Rebelter Rebeual Rebis Rebius Regio Regon Regus Reiaregus Reirita Roatiae Roborrus Sagartia Samnal Samulis Sanerant Sanno Sanosella Santia Sarabat Saritai Segin Segind Segintia Shiosp Slike Slista Smeran Smerveta Sonnus Sounus Souta Soutia Sparidia Spillike Steeris Steerit Stepon Streigar Sucetound Tandamara Tania Tanoisan Tanos Taopartar Tarus Tastar Tepon Terissond Touth Tranian Trasa Trasgus Trast Trebeo Tricully Tricus Trius Uaartinta Uaarus Uaarusis Umagroat Umarduis Umary Umaus Umbisus Umbius Umbra Umbrase Uonama Uonnus Uontran Vakai Vakainus Vaneme Vangerose Vanobor Vanode Vauenta Vaufagrus Vaufan Vauntis Vaunus Vayeta Ventainus Ventuth Verianot Veris Verour Vetat Veter Veton Vetonnus Vevakai Vevakrake Vevaopar Vevaya Vevina Vevisa Vevitle Vhetis Vhetisan Vinematus Vinot Vintios Vintis Visant Visus Vitat Vititly Voksou Voselly Weian Weiancar Weighbos Weiro Weirouran Whera Whessio Whessis Whesta Wheta

[pocketgalaxies]

covak: *scowls and snorts at beau*

beau: why does everyone react to me like that >:(

jester: i dunno. you're so likable!

[incorrectcalex]

fin: people use to say that between three friends, one is gay.

munch: not me

fin: me neither

*both look at alex*

alex: i hope its casey, she's hot

[askindedeoglu]

Elastic Dimension Episode 039' by Askin Dedeoglu

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[dfwdatadealer-blog]

Tournament Report: Comics Asylum - Jan 28, 2017

Happy Chinese New Year, folks!

Boy, that did NOT go well.

It went entertainingly not-well, in fact.

Decks piloted:

Runner: Jesminder Sareen - Art and Justice

Corporation: Gagarin Deep Space - Negative Social Mobility

Round One

Game One: Versus Jinteki - Potential Unleashed

Standard net damage and mill deck, with Jinteki’s usual suite of access removal. Getting past his ice wasn’t the problem -- keeping a healthy hand whilst he milled away my options was. Both Same Old Things ended up milled out with a Levy in hand, and I had to pop it pretty early. Ultimately died to greed -- he was a couple points away from scoring, Equivocation had revealed no real ambushes but for a Junebug, and I ran face-first into a Snare.

Oops.

I did, however, learn that Equivocation is a HELL of a replacement for R&D Interface when it comes out, and is especially good with Maya -- as was predicted by Netrunnerdb contributors. Very solid, and worth sticking to -- just requires a lot of meta-based decision-making to maximize. 

Game Two: Versus Smoke

Runner turn one: Index, Freedom Through Equality, run on an exposed R&D, win with Government Takeover.

...well.

The odds for this specific scenario, btw, is preposterously low. Though GTO has  about a 1/9 chance to show up in an Index after my draw (from a 49-carfd deck), the runner having both Index and FTE in hand on turn one, without additional draws, and running into it? Not quite lottery-low, but highly unexpected.

We did a second game after that one for kicks and I was pulling ahead nicely. Just RNGods gunning for me...

Round Two

Game One: Versus Haas-Bioroid - Cerebral Imaging

Ugh. Just outright combo’d me out. I’d managed to set up a neutral-cost run against his HQ with Femme Fatale and a Temujin Contract, but wasn’t able to leech his hand of his agendas. No Turning Wheel for additional HQ access. Employee Strike did force him to slow down a couple turns, at least, but the lack of consistent access was a real killer.

Game Two: Valencia

Ooh, okay. THIS was a fun game. Pseudo-asset spam let me gain a HELL of an econ, and even against the Bad Publicity, Valencia wasn’t set up well to fight my multifarious remote servers. The opposing player was forced to get rid of the Commercial Bankers Groups and one Pad Campaign, but the other one was left untouched and so -- effectively -- was Paywall Implementation until way late. He was effectively unable to answer the creeping rise of tags, nor able to break through my scoring server.

What got me in the end was straight-up hubris.

I’d dug through so many cards that I was forced to discard into Archives -- but I had a Jackson Howard on hand, so I thought I was safe, right?

I should’ve, in retrospect, popped Jackson the moment he scored his second agenda, scooping the discarded one back into the deck. That would’ve conceivably bought me the time to launch BOOM! on him, or score into victory myself. Instead, Hades trigger on his turn, with him holding resolution priority, and he scoops up the discarded GTO to win it.

Very intense, very close game. That was good Netrunner.

I profited, though. Instead of just jamming the top-2 finishers with all the goodies, they rolled randomly to see who got the full-art limited-edition Hedge Funds.

Helll yeah bby. Three full-art Pad Campaigns and a Worlds Hedge Fund to boot? Pure effin’ profit.

[justiiceserved]

🎶 - okay but for Covak? Nobot? Calex? Fuck it, Otp: I think you're ready; Are you?

send me 🎶  for a 3-5 song playlist of our muses relationship

1 ) this is not a feminist song – saturday night live cast2 ) middle of no where – hot hot heat3 ) chemistry of a car crash – shiny toy guns4 ) sweetspot – the rescues5 ) come to my window – melissa etheridge6 ) pulse – ani difranco7 ) and so it goes – billy joel8 ) light the fuse & run – circa zero

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