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Lambda continued fighting the crusades. He was good at it, however he was following orders given to him not because he was programmed to, but because he knew it would keep him alive. Helping the parties he was placed with as best as he could, he forged onward. He kept his autonomy a secret, trying to lay low as he never knew how people felt about free warforged. For seven years he continued on like this, worried if someone would notice that he was free thinking, or he would be paired with the party that killed Theta. His choice to remain loyal to his party members, however, allowed him to continue pursuing his missions, and under the radar. Over these seven years, he realized that no one seemed to care if he was autonomous, and were rather accepting of other models that sprang up who were. Relaxing, Lambda realized that being a loyal party member was simply who he was, and he enjoyed following orders and keeping others safe in these trying times. This was until the 17th day of Kentgannon, 751. While tracking a relatively small band of kobold bandits, the party that Lambda was apart of was ambushed by Dragonborn. Outnumbered and caught off guard, the party tried desperately to fend off the attackers, but slowly they were whittled down to their last | Lambda continued fighting the crusades. He was good at it, however he was following orders given to him not because he was programmed to, but because he knew it would keep him alive. Helping the parties he was placed with as best as he could, he forged onward. He kept his autonomy a secret, trying to lay low as he never knew how people felt about free warforged. For seven years he continued on like this, worried if someone would notice that he was free thinking, or he would be paired with the party that killed Theta. His choice to remain loyal to his party members, however, allowed him to continue pursuing his missions, and under the radar. Over these seven years, he realized that no one seemed to care if he was autonomous, and were rather accepting of other models that sprang up who were. Relaxing, Lambda realized that being a loyal party member was simply who he was, and he enjoyed following orders and keeping others safe in these trying times. This was until the 17th day of Kentgannon, 751. While tracking a relatively small band of kobold bandits, the party that Lambda was apart of was ambushed by Dragonborn. Outnumbered and caught off guard, the party tried desperately to fend off the attackers, but slowly they were whittled down to their last. Lambda, battered, leaking oils and feeling the spark run out of him, attempted to clear a path for the surviving crusaders. Urging them forward, he crashed through the encircling warriors, creating an opening for the party. They escaped, and Lambda used his speed to keep between them and the Dragonborn. Eventually, a warrior struck him down, and severely damaged his processing unit, which deactivated Lambda, and he was left there in the forest clearing. | ||
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Lambda was reactivated some time later, after completing his system reboots, he was faced with a younger looking halfling woman, possibly mid to late 20s. She, at first, recoiled from the sudden movement of the warforged, but quickly became ecstatic at his revival. Bombarded with questions about how he ended up here, who made him, and what his purpose was, Lambda simply asked what year it was. She told him it was the year 890, to which a quick calculation told him he had been deactivated for 139 years. As he moved to stand, Lambda's legs refused to move, being locked to the earth by several inches of dirt. The women cleared the dirt slowly, with the help of the rest of her team, and the warforged once again was free to move about. The woman introduced herself as [[Lorrie Haslo]], and asked the old construct what he was called. Commando Reconnaissance Unit Lambda, or just Lambda, the old bot replied. The pair began to question each other about what they were doing, why were they here, what was their purpose. Lorrie explained that she was an archaeologist trying to find sites of battle from the Dragonkin purges, and she was digging around this area and discovered the bones of some humanoids and dragonborn. Then she discovered the metal construct that is Lambda. He asked when the crusade ended, to which he was surprised that he was deactivated about ten years before its end. He offered to help provide whatever knowledge he could to Lorrie and her crew. In exchange, he wanted to know of the world's history to this point, and fill in any role that he could. So they set out, a halfling, her small band of archaeologists, and the ancient warforged. | |||
Lambda was reactivated some time later, after completing his system reboots, he was faced with a younger looking halfling woman, possibly mid to late 20s. She, at first, recoiled from the sudden | |||