Dawnforge - The True Kings

[Widowmaker]

"Your highness I have a question and a comment. How many soldiers are protecting the pit? And I will not leave my horse behind. Is it possible for him to be transported somehow?" Sir Aravir will look at the King as he addresses him.

Ser Aravir will then look at the clansman and elf. "We are thankful for your service and assistance."

Looking at the other Trueborn, Raynard. "It will be difficult for me to hide my heritage from the Tieflings. If you are thinking of stealth, I am not a wise choice for that mission."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Ah, yes. As I was pondering before, I'm trying to create some sort of hybrid plan. Obviously we don't want the demons let loose near the pits and slaying indiscriminately. It isn't fully emerged yet, but right now I'm thinking of something involving most of us fighting a distracting battle away from the pits to defend the line of retreat while the stealthier members of the team use the distraction to sneak into the pits and release the slaves. We will not have the resources to escort all the slaves away, but that gives them all a chance to make their escape, and in the confusion of the battle mixed with all the slaves escaping, it will be that much less likely that they can notice our comrades escaping with our tiefling defector friend, and that much harder for them to stop us if they do."

 

[doghead]

Hiitar Vain, male tiefling soldier

Hiitar striaghten in his chair, and considers the map for a moment.

"If we cannot sneak in nor fight our way in, then we should walk in. Obviously, that cannot be done in bright armour with banners flying. Sir Aravir is right, he is not a wise choice for this. It is best done by those who can pass themselves off as people of the Dominion. Hesitation, and uncertainty would be the best defences. There is no doubt as to the good Lord's allegiance.

"A distraction would be helpful. An push from the border, somewhere near to the pits, would draw away enemy troops, and lead to an increase in traffic to and from the front lines, making it easier to move around. Another force of warriors, men like Sir Aravir could be held in reserve, just behind the border at the point closest to the pits. Once Darvekis is rescued, and if the enemy is alerted, they could punch their way through to open up an escape route.

Hiitar pauses for a moment.

"Is there no way of magiking Darvekis back, once he has been found?"

 

[Starman]

Galan looks over the map and listens to the ideas suggested by the others. He looks at the tiefling, Hiitar he believed. Strange that this quest would bring two tiefling dissenters together. Or maybe not so strange. "That would take magic of a much greater power than is available to me. I believe that once we are there, we are on our own.

"I do agree with...Raynard," he nods to the trueborn, "that a dual assault might be ideal. One group of us, comes from one direction and starts a storm that distracts the tieflings. The other group sneaks in and retrieves Darvekis."

The elf takes a breath and continues. "We must be careful, though. The tieflings will no doubt be expecting a plan of this nature. Whoever is the thunder must make enough noise that the tieflings cannot help but respond in force. The quiet group, the calm of the storm if you will, must be as quick as the wind. Our thunder will not be able to hold long and will face swift retribution from the tieflings. It will be very dangerous for all, but especially for them."

The elf pauses and then smiles. A grim, humorless smile that speaks of death. "I will be part of the thunder."

 

[doghead]

Hiitar Vain, male Tiefling Soldier

Hiitar listens carefully to the suggestions. He has a wry smile on his face. He makes no effort to hide it, nor explain.

He nods slowly as Galan speaks. Given the time frame, perhaps it is the best diversion that they can hope for. Realistically, it would take weeks, a week at the very least, to organise any coordinated troop movements at the front line. But Hiitar holds his peace for the moment, waiting o see what the others have to say. There are two who still haven't spoken at all.

 

[unleashed]

Haedyn, Male Lowlander Spirit Adept

*Haedyn finally seems to take an active interest in the talking as Galen finishes, nodding in agreement.*

“If that is to be the plan, I must be one of those to enter the camp,” Haedyn states simply.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I will serve as part of the distraction with Galan and Aravir," Raynard offers.

 

[Guest 11456]

Jillian, female wood elf rogue

Jillian had simply observed from her position in the very back of the room. She has been leaning against the wall observing the others. But now her curiosity has been peaked and she strides forward to look at the map. Although striding she makes no sound and is beside the others before they realize she was approaching. After examining the map for a few seconds she clears her throat before speaking in sylvan as that is what the translator has been speaking to her. "What about the towers? Do you have any further information on them? Dimensions? Troop complement? What is the scale of this map?" She falls silent once more as she awaits for the translator to speak her questions and for the forthcoming answers to her questions. She glances at the others she is to work with, trying to size them up by there appearances.

 

[Widowmaker]

"There are few things to remember in war - War is Chaos and No plans survives the first contact." Sir Aravir will chime in "We should not get to far ahead of ourselves. We need to be flexible."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"War is chaotic, it is true. Plans never work exactly as you intend, also true. But that is no reason not to have plans. Better to at least have them than to just advance aimlessly. It just means we need to have contingency plans and fallbacks."