ShaggySpellsword
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So we walk directly to the city, hoping to avoid any suspicion by looking not in the least suspicious. The plan has merit. Shall we proceed?
Forging Fury
Ringmereth
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OOC: because Agarndas is entirely too cool for this game to die off so fast, I'm going to try to get this moving again. If you see this, post!
A day later, the party finds themselves a few hundred yards outside the walls of the dreary city, watching a slow stream of traffic pass in and out of Rekkenmark. The trio, hidden in a muddy ditch to the northeast of the well-guarded main gates, scans the wall, looking for any weakness they could exploit to enter the city covertly. No one appears to be aware of the Warforged.
A day later, the party finds themselves a few hundred yards outside the walls of the dreary city, watching a slow stream of traffic pass in and out of Rekkenmark. The trio, hidden in a muddy ditch to the northeast of the well-guarded main gates, scans the wall, looking for any weakness they could exploit to enter the city covertly. No one appears to be aware of the Warforged.
Kerrz
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The three remaining Warforged skulk closer to the city, watching the areas between the gates for a quick way to enter. Scanning the line drawn by the top of the wall, the three see a shadow skitter over the ramparts and slip away into the undergrowth surrounding the wall.
Moving over quickly, Agarndas finds the shadow slipping around on the ground, skulking and stalking, trying to avoid the light of the fading day. The thing turns quickly towards Agarndas as he pushes through the bushes towards it.
In the fading light, the three warforged can recognize one of their own kin... however the 'forged is diminutive and lanky, with a frail body and long, spindly limbs. They all recognize the model from the days of the Last War, when these Warforged were designed for scouting and stealth-related missions.
Cautiously, the small warforged approaches Agarndas, then Agarndas speaks out, "Hello... How did you get over the wall so quickly in daylight? We're looking for a covert way to enter the city. Can you help us?"
OOC: Meet Primus. When I get a hold of him on IRC, I'll have him post. He will be your guide to Rekkenmark and the underbelly of Karrnath. Enjoy.
Also, Ringmereth, if you have any more questions for Primus' character to answer, then ask away. The dialogue will probably be drawn out for a day or two.
Sorry for the delay folks. It's good to be back.
Moving over quickly, Agarndas finds the shadow slipping around on the ground, skulking and stalking, trying to avoid the light of the fading day. The thing turns quickly towards Agarndas as he pushes through the bushes towards it.
In the fading light, the three warforged can recognize one of their own kin... however the 'forged is diminutive and lanky, with a frail body and long, spindly limbs. They all recognize the model from the days of the Last War, when these Warforged were designed for scouting and stealth-related missions.
Cautiously, the small warforged approaches Agarndas, then Agarndas speaks out, "Hello... How did you get over the wall so quickly in daylight? We're looking for a covert way to enter the city. Can you help us?"
OOC: Meet Primus. When I get a hold of him on IRC, I'll have him post. He will be your guide to Rekkenmark and the underbelly of Karrnath. Enjoy.
Also, Ringmereth, if you have any more questions for Primus' character to answer, then ask away. The dialogue will probably be drawn out for a day or two.
Sorry for the delay folks. It's good to be back.
The little scout froze, its red eyes wide. Unlike the other warforged, this particular individual's composite plating was painted a smooth black with silverish highlights, presumably to increase its stealthiness. It jerked its head this way and that, mimicking some sort of strange mechanical bird, causing the others to doubt whether it even had the capacity for speech.
"Quickness. Stealth. Guile," the little warforged said, at last, standing to its full tiny height. "Yes, yes, I'll help," it said with a grin, though that red glowing of its eyes was still somewhat disconcerting. "Come!"
Witht hat, the warforged scout was edging them along the walls of Rekkenmark, looking for a passage suitable for the man-sized constructs.
"Quickness. Stealth. Guile," the little warforged said, at last, standing to its full tiny height. "Yes, yes, I'll help," it said with a grin, though that red glowing of its eyes was still somewhat disconcerting. "Come!"
Witht hat, the warforged scout was edging them along the walls of Rekkenmark, looking for a passage suitable for the man-sized constructs.
ShaggySpellsword
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"How fortunate for us this one came along. Thanks you for helping us little one. I am called North. What do you desire to be called?"
Ringmereth
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It lives! *guitar solo*
Agarndas follows after the miniature construct, intruiged. In his experience, the vast majority of his kind had served in positions of menial labor and combat. This one must have been trained to work independently, however, and therefore must possess considerable wit and intelligence.
[sblock]Therefore, this model represents an enormous repository of useful skills, as well as a potential risk, for a Warforged created to operate independently is unlikely to have as strict adherence to orders and law as the average soldier. He should be watched closely.[/sblock]
Agarndas follows after the miniature construct, intruiged. In his experience, the vast majority of his kind had served in positions of menial labor and combat. This one must have been trained to work independently, however, and therefore must possess considerable wit and intelligence.
[sblock]Therefore, this model represents an enormous repository of useful skills, as well as a potential risk, for a Warforged created to operate independently is unlikely to have as strict adherence to orders and law as the average soldier. He should be watched closely.[/sblock]
Ripper slipped along the outside of the wall, the other ‘forged behind him. Each of his steps was precise and at one point he froze, tapping his toe three times and then began moving again. What the warforged did not know is that if he had not froze they surely would have been spotted and put to death. In any case, the little construct was true to his word and, with a bit of rooting around in a large bush and a crawl through some quite unsavory fluids, the four warforged were all suddenly on the proper side of the wall that surrounded the city.
“Inside, inside, yes, yes,” the little warforged grinned, “Now, what is it you do inside? That is the question.”
“Inside, inside, yes, yes,” the little warforged grinned, “Now, what is it you do inside? That is the question.”
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