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[5E] The Age of Worms - Solid Snake's Campaign
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<blockquote data-quote="SolidSnake_01" data-source="post: 7503089" data-attributes="member: 63254"><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><strong><u>Gray Fox Journal: Fated Meeting</u></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">After the chaos subsided, Keth and I came out of hiding to assess the damage. I was helping the young man hoist our new sign up over the entrance when I spotted a familiar messenger. It was the same man Chozik used to summon me...before Martial Law was declared. Interestingly enough, this courier escorted me to the Garden Quarter. Though devoid of obvious opulence, the mansion was an architectural masterpiece and most definitely not Councilman Chozik’s home. The servant who maintained the home was an elderly elven man who escorted me to a foyer where two men awaited. </span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“Treig, I would like for you to meet a friend of mine,” Chozik said as he gestured towards the other man in the room. “This is Elgios and he and I have a special assignment for you.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">The other man had short-cropped auburn hair and a scarlet robe adorned with gold jewelry. He looked like he hadn’t spent a day in his life doing any physical labor. I lit a cigar, drawing the smoke into my lungs before exhaling. I saw Elgios’ facial expressions change subtly as he stared at the cigar. “What do you need?”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Chozik’s face grew dark before he continued. “There is a man in Diamond Lake by the name of Allustan. He is a trusted friend of Elgios and we need you to deliver a package to him.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Something in my face must have changed because both men seemed to notice.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“It is nothing dangerous, just research I have been working on,” Elgios responded. I couldn’t help but smirk. </span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“Councilman, in my line of work, information is the most dangerous thing you can carry. Perhaps we could dispense with the pleasantries and get down to business.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Chozik was clearly not accustomed to being spoken to in that fashion, but he hid his anger well. “Yes, as I was saying, we need you to transport this research to Allustan. The case is sealed with magic for...security reasons. At this moment, we are unable to transport you to village. You will need to use mundane means to make you way there. I also want you to check on the status of the Mines. Report if there are any issues with ore processing and output of the Smelting House. Contact me with this,” Chozik said as he handed me a smooth stone with a single magic rune upon it.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“The building,” I said nonchalantly.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“Excuse me,” Chozik sputtered incredulously. </span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I took another long breath, the embers of my cigar flaring to life as I filled the air with more smoke. “I want the deed to the hostel. If I do this for you, the building is mine.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“I am not sure what you are accustomed to in your dealings, but-” Elgios laid his hand on Chozik’s sleeve. “That is fine.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I left Elgios’ home with a secured victory. Or so I thought. My plan had been to pack up my things and commence my travels immediately, leaving Keth in charge of the Fox and the Hound until I got back. That was until I was ambushed by a pale-faced ranger and his shadow mastiff. The man was of no consequence and I easily subdued him before he evaporated into mist and escaped. More reason to get out of the city as soon as possible.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">______________________</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Everything was as it should be. Keth had his instructions, I secured a fairly swift horse with a contact at a nearby stable I knew, and I had finally secured the necessary supplies...many of them quite expensive, given the recent unrest. It felt good to be back on assignment. Having a mission and a purpose. This time, it was my own and I decided how it would go.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I was finishing my preparations when a stranger walked into the hostel. It was odd given the fact that we were closed for the evening, but I tried not attract any attention to myself. He was young and his skin pale as well, indicating his shared ancestry with the assassin who tried to relieve me of the case. He also had long white hair and was dressed in very expensive clothing. But something was different about this one. Unlike Elgios, he had seen hardship...and dealt with it.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Keth gave him the runaround and so he left, but not before giving the young half-orc a noble token in the event the owner of the establishment “returned.” I was relieved that nothing occurred and was about to follow the man out of the hostel, until he was ambushed. Apparently my assailant wasn’t finished with me. He pinned the man to the door with a magical viscous substance. After a quick curse, as it was obviously me he had hoped to target, the man ran in and drew his blades.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“Let’s try this again old man. Give me the case.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“Son,” I replied. “I am going to have to put you down this time.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I did. He lasted only a few moments after I closed the distance between us, caught him around the throat, and choked the consciousness out of him. I was so focused on ending the fight quickly, I didn’t notice his canine friend enter the establishment. That was a tactical error which cost me footing as the shadow mastiff wrenched me to the ground. I was probably going to be fine, but the man encased in tar held out his hand and fiery chains shot out, lancing the mastiff. They wound themselves around it, crushing it, and drawing it closer before we were enveloped in magical darkness. After exiting and discovering our enemies had fled, Jordan introduced himself to me.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“Are you the owner of this establishment,” he asked.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“I am. My name is Treig and you have my thanks,” I replied. “What can I do for you?”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“I was interested in speaking with Elgios on a matter of some personal interest to me. Unfortunately, after securing an appointment, I discovered he had been murdered.” Jordan waited for the event to settle before continuing. “I understand that you were the last person to see him while he was still alive. Did he disclose any information to you about what has transpired in our city?”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“He did not. I am actually leaving town as Greyhawk has become quite unsafe with all the recent events.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“It would seem that you do know something Treig or have something of some import,” Jordan stated flatly. “I am willing to provide you with protection on your travels in exchange for useful information.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><em><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I don’t want to fight this man if the other assassins are still around. There is no way he could have cast the darkness spell and escaped by himself, which means he has help. Fighting more than two enemies at once would not be ideal. Let’s try a different strategy this time: the truth.</span></span></em></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“Truth be told, I know very little. However, I am on my way to Diamond Lake to meet a close associate of Elgios. His name is Allustan and he might have the answers you seek.”</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">This seemed to satisfy Jordan because the next thing I knew, we were on the road in a comfortable carriage drinking very good wine. This was going to be a good trip after all.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="SolidSnake_01, post: 7503089, member: 63254"] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial][B][U]Gray Fox Journal: Fated Meeting[/U][/B] After the chaos subsided, Keth and I came out of hiding to assess the damage. I was helping the young man hoist our new sign up over the entrance when I spotted a familiar messenger. It was the same man Chozik used to summon me...before Martial Law was declared. Interestingly enough, this courier escorted me to the Garden Quarter. Though devoid of obvious opulence, the mansion was an architectural masterpiece and most definitely not Councilman Chozik’s home. The servant who maintained the home was an elderly elven man who escorted me to a foyer where two men awaited. [/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“Treig, I would like for you to meet a friend of mine,” Chozik said as he gestured towards the other man in the room. “This is Elgios and he and I have a special assignment for you.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]The other man had short-cropped auburn hair and a scarlet robe adorned with gold jewelry. He looked like he hadn’t spent a day in his life doing any physical labor. I lit a cigar, drawing the smoke into my lungs before exhaling. I saw Elgios’ facial expressions change subtly as he stared at the cigar. “What do you need?”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Chozik’s face grew dark before he continued. “There is a man in Diamond Lake by the name of Allustan. He is a trusted friend of Elgios and we need you to deliver a package to him.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Something in my face must have changed because both men seemed to notice.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“It is nothing dangerous, just research I have been working on,” Elgios responded. I couldn’t help but smirk. [/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“Councilman, in my line of work, information is the most dangerous thing you can carry. Perhaps we could dispense with the pleasantries and get down to business.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Chozik was clearly not accustomed to being spoken to in that fashion, but he hid his anger well. “Yes, as I was saying, we need you to transport this research to Allustan. The case is sealed with magic for...security reasons. At this moment, we are unable to transport you to village. You will need to use mundane means to make you way there. I also want you to check on the status of the Mines. Report if there are any issues with ore processing and output of the Smelting House. Contact me with this,” Chozik said as he handed me a smooth stone with a single magic rune upon it.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“The building,” I said nonchalantly.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“Excuse me,” Chozik sputtered incredulously. [/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]I took another long breath, the embers of my cigar flaring to life as I filled the air with more smoke. “I want the deed to the hostel. If I do this for you, the building is mine.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“I am not sure what you are accustomed to in your dealings, but-” Elgios laid his hand on Chozik’s sleeve. “That is fine.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]I left Elgios’ home with a secured victory. Or so I thought. My plan had been to pack up my things and commence my travels immediately, leaving Keth in charge of the Fox and the Hound until I got back. That was until I was ambushed by a pale-faced ranger and his shadow mastiff. The man was of no consequence and I easily subdued him before he evaporated into mist and escaped. More reason to get out of the city as soon as possible.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]______________________[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Everything was as it should be. Keth had his instructions, I secured a fairly swift horse with a contact at a nearby stable I knew, and I had finally secured the necessary supplies...many of them quite expensive, given the recent unrest. It felt good to be back on assignment. Having a mission and a purpose. This time, it was my own and I decided how it would go.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]I was finishing my preparations when a stranger walked into the hostel. It was odd given the fact that we were closed for the evening, but I tried not attract any attention to myself. He was young and his skin pale as well, indicating his shared ancestry with the assassin who tried to relieve me of the case. He also had long white hair and was dressed in very expensive clothing. But something was different about this one. Unlike Elgios, he had seen hardship...and dealt with it.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]Keth gave him the runaround and so he left, but not before giving the young half-orc a noble token in the event the owner of the establishment “returned.” I was relieved that nothing occurred and was about to follow the man out of the hostel, until he was ambushed. Apparently my assailant wasn’t finished with me. He pinned the man to the door with a magical viscous substance. After a quick curse, as it was obviously me he had hoped to target, the man ran in and drew his blades.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“Let’s try this again old man. Give me the case.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“Son,” I replied. “I am going to have to put you down this time.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]I did. He lasted only a few moments after I closed the distance between us, caught him around the throat, and choked the consciousness out of him. I was so focused on ending the fight quickly, I didn’t notice his canine friend enter the establishment. That was a tactical error which cost me footing as the shadow mastiff wrenched me to the ground. I was probably going to be fine, but the man encased in tar held out his hand and fiery chains shot out, lancing the mastiff. They wound themselves around it, crushing it, and drawing it closer before we were enveloped in magical darkness. After exiting and discovering our enemies had fled, Jordan introduced himself to me.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“Are you the owner of this establishment,” he asked.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“I am. My name is Treig and you have my thanks,” I replied. “What can I do for you?”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“I was interested in speaking with Elgios on a matter of some personal interest to me. Unfortunately, after securing an appointment, I discovered he had been murdered.” Jordan waited for the event to settle before continuing. “I understand that you were the last person to see him while he was still alive. Did he disclose any information to you about what has transpired in our city?”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“He did not. I am actually leaving town as Greyhawk has become quite unsafe with all the recent events.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“It would seem that you do know something Treig or have something of some import,” Jordan stated flatly. “I am willing to provide you with protection on your travels in exchange for useful information.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [I][COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]I don’t want to fight this man if the other assassins are still around. There is no way he could have cast the darkness spell and escaped by himself, which means he has help. Fighting more than two enemies at once would not be ideal. Let’s try a different strategy this time: the truth.[/FONT][/COLOR][/I] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]“Truth be told, I know very little. However, I am on my way to Diamond Lake to meet a close associate of Elgios. His name is Allustan and he might have the answers you seek.”[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial]This seemed to satisfy Jordan because the next thing I knew, we were on the road in a comfortable carriage drinking very good wine. This was going to be a good trip after all.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=#000000][FONT=Arial] [/FONT][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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