Lost among the spires

[Noragnir Wolfsttag]

The drive from the fountain to the gate had taken a bit of time though it was faster then if he had walked to the gate, but he had been stopped to get some kind of body scan by the guards. The dwarf had raised a brow at the order, but had seen no reason to refuse the act letting him through with no need of violence though the soldiers had given his battle stained clothing a few looks. He was glad that his bike had fit with ease through the gate, but the site that waited for the dwarf on the other side flabbergasted the new prime his world having nowhere near that level of technology. "By the ancestors what a sight." Nor muttered softly taking off his shades for a moment as he lit up a fresh cigar ignoring the looks he received from the well dressed people, and soldiers that passed him as he sat astride his bike in the street.

Noragnir exhaled a cloud of smoke as after a few moments, and kicked the bike into gear making his way through the streets of the massive city not hesitating to move down to the lower tiers of the city as he investigated. "Damn I feel like I am bein' watched with every twitch I make." He muttered as he set about simply trying to escaping the feeling of eyes on him, and began to take any chance he could to move through the various levels of the massive city. He spent hours just driving though the city stopping only long enough at times to rest a bit when the bike needed a recharge of mana, or an intake of water the latter of which he found strangely hard to find a source for at time. "This city is definitely far different then anything I ever saw back home, and to be frank I have no damn clue where I am." He said softly to himself as he took a moment to clean his glasses, and stomp out his latest cigar only to find he had run through his supply. "I suppose that I should cut back perhaps." He muttered angrily as he looked at the empty pouch only finding his supply of pipe tobacco. 

Noragnir sighed as he settled back onto his bike frowning as he got a look at his overcoat again running a hand over the holes in his coat a reminder of the battlefield he had been plucked from. "I hope you are ok Mal." He said softly his mind turning to his best friend since childhood, and a man that had joined him on his adventures without a question. His mind moved back to his home as he lost track of time not sure how much time had passed stopping to eat hardtack from time to time, or to find a quiet place to sleep as he started to realize just how lost he had become in the maze that was Coruscant as he passed a sign informing him that he was entering tier five of the city, and found himself in a city that seemed completely different from any he had seen as of yet. The flying vehicles were gone, and only a few towing spires rose into the sky the streets were far more clogged slowing further travel, but he realized it too late causing him to jump the curb to escaping a collision, and slamming instead into a group of orcs. "Well shite." He said with a grimace as he slid from the bike watching the two orcsw rise as if the collision did nothing to them. "I suppose I should run." He said with a smile pulling a grenade with a smile and activating it with a thought, and tossed it among the orc group using the explosion to slip into an ally, and disappear among the chaos of the tier not stopping to see if the orcs withstood the explosion or not.

[Noragnir Wolfsttag]

Noragnir frowned as he stepped out onto the fourth tear having spent the last few hours finding one of the mass transit elevator's off of the fifth tier. "Hmm I really hope bombing those orcs doesn't come back to bite me." He said to himself as he set to filling his pipe his mood already worsening from lack of tobacco. "I think I will find a way back up to the top level, and look around a bit more from there." He mutters as he lights up taking some time to close his eyes, and summon up a new steam-bike exhaling as he pulls himself into place. "Well at least I had a slight look around time to head back up then." He mutters kicking the bike into gear, and heading once more through the many crowded streets towards the higher levels of the city.

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[Noragnir Wolfsttag]

Noragnir sighed as he settled his bike into one of the empty spots in one of the area he had learned in his time in the city as a parking space. "Hell this place is so organized it's just a bit scary." He said softly slipping  from the bike, and pulling his shades from his eyes his emerald gaze scanning over the bustling street before him. He had spent the last few days making his way back to tier one, and in that time he had come to learn that this world was far more complicated than anything the great bards of his home could have thought up in their wildest fantasies. He pulled a new cigar from his pouch having found that he could summon more like he did the bike a day, or so past while taking some time to rest on tier three. He had also learned that the orb could be absorbed into his body, and after that in thought he could feel it telling him how much was left.

The dwarf sighed biting the tip off the cigar, and spitting the small piece to the ground, before lighting it puffing a few times until the ember was burning brightly. "Maldeous would have liked to see this place." He says softly as he slides his shades back on the sky a bit too bright for him at the moment his senses having returned to the advanced strength of his race after he had taken in the orb like it was fueling his ability. "The laws of this world do seem odd perhaps I needed a price to be who I had been after all not all of my inventions followed me into this world." He mutters tapping the stock of the shotgun visible over his shoulder as he continued to watch the streets full of people  all the while feeling invisible eyes on him. "I need to find someplace to gather more information of this strange place that thing called a god pulled me too if I go off like I did earlier I might not escape so easily again."