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<blockquote data-quote="Falkus" data-source="post: 2165543" data-attributes="member: 22634"><p>This episode takes place several weeks after the first, and cuts past a couple of other episodes that really didn't advance the plot all that much. In other words, this was when things started to get interesting in the campaign.</p><p></p><p></p><p>A few weeks had passed since the group had taken the job from Alanna to rescue Nieulor. They had learnt a number of unusual things during that period. For one, the man they rescued had turned out to be an elven mage who had been living on Earth since the French revolution. For another, the newest and most trendiest nightclub in New York was being run by a drow.</p><p></p><p>It had taken then some convincing, mind you. Ryan had been quick to accept, especially once Nieulor started tutoring Ryan in magic, something he’d always privately believed in ever since something attacked him in an old Babylonian ruin back when he was with the US military in Iraq.</p><p></p><p>Steve hadn’t been so quick to come around, but when a group of ghouls tried to pull down into a grave and eat him, he came around.</p><p></p><p>Colm, despite being the most mentally disturbed individual in the entire group, steadfastly continued to disavow the existence of the supernatural and the arcane. He’d been a bit cheerier lately, ever since he knocked Eldrin Cooper, the man who nearly tortured him to death several years ago, off the Brooklyn Bridge when they rammed his limo off of it during a job.</p><p></p><p>Giles had vanished, and nobody knew where he was. Neither did they really care.</p><p></p><p>And so, the fact that Nieulor could answer so many questions and was currently schooling him in magic, Ryan mused, was the reason why he, Steve and Colm were trying to rescue Alanna, without even a promise of payment, as well as Sam, another acquaintance of theirs, who was handy with a desert eagle.</p><p></p><p>Earlier that evening, they’d received a phone call from her. She was frantic, and claimed she was being chased, and then she got cut off and pulled away from the phone. It was the work of a few moments with the computer to determine the location of the phone she was calling from, an old toy factory that had shut down years ago after a serious scandal involving teddy bears with hidden microphones and transmitters and various cases of industrial espionage.</p><p></p><p>“We haven’t seen anything so far,” Ryan said over the radio, as he, Steve and Sam moved into the main factory area. The room was dark, except for a light on in the foreman’s office, set up so it could overlook the factory area.</p><p></p><p>“Bingo, think we got something,” continued Ryan. “Light’s on in the foreman’s office.”</p><p></p><p>“I can’t see anything from here,” Colm replied, as he looked over the factory area again. He had climbed up on the roof, and was looking in through the skylight, his Light Fifty, resting against his shoulder. When he was guaranteed a position, Colm liked to bring out the big guns.</p><p></p><p>Ryan signaled to his teammates, and had Sam stay at the entrance to cover them, as he and Steve moved cautiously across the factory floor, checking every nook and cranny for possible enemies or traps.</p><p></p><p>Outside the factory, several figures in combat armor slipped out from the adjacent warehouses that the team hadn’t searched.</p><p></p><p>Two figures suddenly appeared in front of one of the windows of the office, apparently struggling, before vanishing. There came the sound of breaking glass.</p><p></p><p>“Godamnit,” muttered Ryan to himself, then said into his radio as he reached the base of the stairs leading up to the office. “We got confirmation, let’s move.”</p><p></p><p>“Roger that, I'll keep an eye out," Colm confirmed, racking a fifty caliber BMG shell into the chamber of his rifle.</p><p></p><p>“Cover me from here,” Steve told him, pulling out a flashbang. He moved up to the top of the stairs, pulled the pin, cracked open the door and tossed the distraction device inside, following it as the flash went off. He wasn’t carrying a gun, he preferred his vast knowledge of martial arts in combat.</p><p></p><p>The room was clear, just a computer, a broken window leading outside, and a satellite phone.</p><p></p><p>“Odd, nobody here,” he reported, looking at the broken window. They must have gone out through there just before he went into the room. “I’m going to check out a computer here.”</p><p></p><p>Moving the mouse and canceling the screensaver, he saw two programs open. Microsoft Voice Emulator 2008 version. Capable of taking just a few minutes of recording of a person’s voice, like from a telephone tap, and then analyzing the inflections and then producing new words and sentences that sounded just like the person recorded was saying it. The second file was a text file that read simply: Fooled you.</p><p></p><p>This was coupled by simultaneous explosion as six MP5 packing, Neo-Nazi assassins detonated entry explosives, blowing open two parts of the wall, and pouring into the factory, guns chattering a staccato beat of nine-millimeter death.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Falkus, post: 2165543, member: 22634"] This episode takes place several weeks after the first, and cuts past a couple of other episodes that really didn't advance the plot all that much. In other words, this was when things started to get interesting in the campaign. A few weeks had passed since the group had taken the job from Alanna to rescue Nieulor. They had learnt a number of unusual things during that period. For one, the man they rescued had turned out to be an elven mage who had been living on Earth since the French revolution. For another, the newest and most trendiest nightclub in New York was being run by a drow. It had taken then some convincing, mind you. Ryan had been quick to accept, especially once Nieulor started tutoring Ryan in magic, something he’d always privately believed in ever since something attacked him in an old Babylonian ruin back when he was with the US military in Iraq. Steve hadn’t been so quick to come around, but when a group of ghouls tried to pull down into a grave and eat him, he came around. Colm, despite being the most mentally disturbed individual in the entire group, steadfastly continued to disavow the existence of the supernatural and the arcane. He’d been a bit cheerier lately, ever since he knocked Eldrin Cooper, the man who nearly tortured him to death several years ago, off the Brooklyn Bridge when they rammed his limo off of it during a job. Giles had vanished, and nobody knew where he was. Neither did they really care. And so, the fact that Nieulor could answer so many questions and was currently schooling him in magic, Ryan mused, was the reason why he, Steve and Colm were trying to rescue Alanna, without even a promise of payment, as well as Sam, another acquaintance of theirs, who was handy with a desert eagle. Earlier that evening, they’d received a phone call from her. She was frantic, and claimed she was being chased, and then she got cut off and pulled away from the phone. It was the work of a few moments with the computer to determine the location of the phone she was calling from, an old toy factory that had shut down years ago after a serious scandal involving teddy bears with hidden microphones and transmitters and various cases of industrial espionage. “We haven’t seen anything so far,” Ryan said over the radio, as he, Steve and Sam moved into the main factory area. The room was dark, except for a light on in the foreman’s office, set up so it could overlook the factory area. “Bingo, think we got something,” continued Ryan. “Light’s on in the foreman’s office.” “I can’t see anything from here,” Colm replied, as he looked over the factory area again. He had climbed up on the roof, and was looking in through the skylight, his Light Fifty, resting against his shoulder. When he was guaranteed a position, Colm liked to bring out the big guns. Ryan signaled to his teammates, and had Sam stay at the entrance to cover them, as he and Steve moved cautiously across the factory floor, checking every nook and cranny for possible enemies or traps. Outside the factory, several figures in combat armor slipped out from the adjacent warehouses that the team hadn’t searched. Two figures suddenly appeared in front of one of the windows of the office, apparently struggling, before vanishing. There came the sound of breaking glass. “Godamnit,” muttered Ryan to himself, then said into his radio as he reached the base of the stairs leading up to the office. “We got confirmation, let’s move.” “Roger that, I'll keep an eye out," Colm confirmed, racking a fifty caliber BMG shell into the chamber of his rifle. “Cover me from here,” Steve told him, pulling out a flashbang. He moved up to the top of the stairs, pulled the pin, cracked open the door and tossed the distraction device inside, following it as the flash went off. He wasn’t carrying a gun, he preferred his vast knowledge of martial arts in combat. The room was clear, just a computer, a broken window leading outside, and a satellite phone. “Odd, nobody here,” he reported, looking at the broken window. They must have gone out through there just before he went into the room. “I’m going to check out a computer here.” Moving the mouse and canceling the screensaver, he saw two programs open. Microsoft Voice Emulator 2008 version. Capable of taking just a few minutes of recording of a person’s voice, like from a telephone tap, and then analyzing the inflections and then producing new words and sentences that sounded just like the person recorded was saying it. The second file was a text file that read simply: Fooled you. This was coupled by simultaneous explosion as six MP5 packing, Neo-Nazi assassins detonated entry explosives, blowing open two parts of the wall, and pouring into the factory, guns chattering a staccato beat of nine-millimeter death. [/QUOTE]
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