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<blockquote data-quote="Caliber" data-source="post: 354056" data-attributes="member: 1310"><p>Session 14</p><p></p><p>Walking forward, the new githyanki commander introduced himself to the party and explained their situation.</p><p></p><p>“It takes guts to turn yourself in willingly, especially considering your crimes. As such, instead of forcibly removing all of your weapons and magical items from your possession I will simply ask you to relinquish them peacefully. It would be easy for us to find anything you try to hide from us, so I trust you not to be stupid.”</p><p></p><p>“What crimes are you trying to hold us for?” queried Milo.</p><p></p><p>“What crimes!” the commander shouted. “The breaking and entering of this fully sanctioned military base! The wholesale slaughter of this base’s personnel, including several young soldiers in training! The destruction of our property! What crimes aren’t we holding you for?”</p><p></p><p>The party exchanged a silent look among each other. The crimes were serious. You could almost see everyone weighing the size of the two titans guns against the almost absolute certainty of death at the hands of the githyanki. </p><p></p><p>The titans’ guns were bigger.</p><p></p><p>“So we will be getting a fair trial?” Milo asked.</p><p></p><p>“Of course you will. Two lawyers have already been dispatched by the Dragon Empire in order to ensure objectivity during the trial. We will hold you until they arrive, at which time you will be fairly tried.”</p><p></p><p>“Maybe we can make a deal?” Milo asked, looking to Colonel Antiphiphia.</p><p></p><p>As the party collectively glared at Milo, the Colonel replied.</p><p></p><p>“There is little I could do to help you. As you attacked the githyanki’s base, it is their jurisdiction.”</p><p></p><p>“Maybe we could do a service for you?” Milo wheedled.</p><p></p><p>Moving close, Antiphiphia leaned in to Milo and whispered to him “We can talk about this later.” Raising her voice so that everyone could hear, she said, “Will you surrender your weapons and magical items now?”</p><p></p><p>Perhaps not too unexpectedly Zoltan asked a very nonsensical question, “What kind of food do you have here?” </p><p></p><p>“You may have anything that you wish,” the commander replied. </p><p></p><p>Zoltan nodded his approval and tucked this piece of knowledge away for later use. </p><p></p><p>The group was somewhat at a lost. It was obvious that even in a fair trial, the githyanki would assuredly be able to ensure the party’s death. At the same time, however, the titan’s presence suggested that any resistance would just be a quicker route to the same destination. </p><p></p><p>Slowly, the party began to turn over their equipment. Weapon after weapon, the party watched all of their equipment placed into several bags, each with an accompanying nametag. In the hope that the githyanki truly trusted the party to be honest, Syd failed to mention his headband, just as Alahandra managed to evade all notice and kept all of her gear.</p><p></p><p>A short walk later found the party in the githyanki base’s prison. Apparently the prisoners the party had released had all been cut down by githyanki troops before they could make an escape. A momentary pang of guilt was experienced, but facing more imminent problems, it didn’t last long. The group had been set back to square one. For the most part, they were all in the same situation they had been when they had landed on planet Aphex. </p><p></p><p>“What the heck are you doing?!?” Zoltan shouted at Milo once everyone had been placed into their cells.. </p><p></p><p>“We don’t want a fair trial! If we get a fair trial, we are going to get killed! Better to get Antiphiphia to let us off,” Milo explained. </p><p></p><p>Milo’s logic was sound, but no one was comfortable with the thought of an alliance with Colonel Antiphiphia, a person everyone had come to blame for all of his or her present problems. </p><p></p><p>With party tensions running high and little else to do, the group began speaking to some of the other prisoners. In the cell next to Syd was a strange man who introduced himself as Wang Lu Dong. He spoke with a weird amalgam of accents, the strangest of all being Dwarven despite his lack of knowledge of the language.</p><p></p><p>Zoltan shared a cell with a rather large gnoll, but it was quickly obvious that they didn’t share a common language. Zoltan stayed far from the gnoll and the gnoll did the same.</p><p></p><p>Milo shared his cell with an elf named Nick Delosier. A Wizard of not insignificant power himself Nick and Syd quickly began to discuss magical theory to past the time. Everyone else tried to ignore their otherwise nonsensical babbling. </p><p></p><p>G’Banrak shared a cell with a female high elf named Dru, who likewise professed an aptitude in the magical arts. She seemed somewhat withdrawn, however, and offered little conversation. Alahandra was quick to realize that the high elf Dru was the identity she had bought from the man in Caar. </p><p></p><p>In Orendil’s cell a half-orc sullenly sat in a corner, likewise offering little in the way of conversation.</p><p></p><p>And so time passed, with little being said until it was time for dinner. As dinner was being served Zoltan exclaimed, “I thought we could get whatever we wanted! I don’t remember my order being taken!” </p><p></p><p>With a put upon sigh, the guard asked Zoltan what he would like to have. </p><p></p><p>“Hmmm. I want a Cesar salad, paned duck, and some bread pudding with white chocolate sauce. That will be good for tonight.” With that Zoltan dismissed the server with a wave of his hand. The server, rolling his eyes, stalked off, but in the end Zoltan did get his meal. </p><p></p><p>The next day everyone was surprised when Colonel Antiphiphia strode into the prison. Moving to Milo’s cell, she wasted no time with niceties.</p><p></p><p>“You mentioned a use you may have?”</p><p></p><p>“You know how skilled we are. Surely there is something we could do for you in exchange for our freedom?”</p><p></p><p>“You are quite skilled, but why would the ISPD need ones such as you?”</p><p></p><p>“Surely we would be more useful working for you than we would going to trial.”</p><p></p><p>“Like there will really be a trial!” Zoltan shouted with a laugh.</p><p></p><p>With a small flicker of her eye, the Colonel smirked. “Your friend Zoltan is more perceptive than he seems, which is saying a lot. I can keep you all here as long as I want. But I will consider your offer. And I will take G’Banrak with me for now.”</p><p></p><p>“Wait! What about the reward! We did bring her to you!” Zoltan shouted again.</p><p></p><p>“What reward?”</p><p></p><p>“Don’t play stupid! The reward you promised the uthek!”</p><p></p><p>“I do not know of any uthek. Maybe you should tell me?”</p><p></p><p>“Oh guess I was talking about someone else then. Go ahead and take her.”</p><p></p><p>Colonel Antiphiphia frowned for a moment before calling in two githyanki guards. Entering G’Banrak’s cell, the guards grabbed her and dragged her out kicking and screaming.</p><p></p><p>G’Banrak glowered darkly at the party. “How can you let them do this?!”</p><p></p><p>An awkward silence followed the quartet’s exit. However, the silence was more than just guilt about G’Banrak.</p><p></p><p>“She didn’t send the uthek,” Milo commented to no one in particular.</p><p></p><p>Someone else was hunting G’Banrak.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Caliber, post: 354056, member: 1310"] Session 14 Walking forward, the new githyanki commander introduced himself to the party and explained their situation. “It takes guts to turn yourself in willingly, especially considering your crimes. As such, instead of forcibly removing all of your weapons and magical items from your possession I will simply ask you to relinquish them peacefully. It would be easy for us to find anything you try to hide from us, so I trust you not to be stupid.” “What crimes are you trying to hold us for?” queried Milo. “What crimes!” the commander shouted. “The breaking and entering of this fully sanctioned military base! The wholesale slaughter of this base’s personnel, including several young soldiers in training! The destruction of our property! What crimes aren’t we holding you for?” The party exchanged a silent look among each other. The crimes were serious. You could almost see everyone weighing the size of the two titans guns against the almost absolute certainty of death at the hands of the githyanki. The titans’ guns were bigger. “So we will be getting a fair trial?” Milo asked. “Of course you will. Two lawyers have already been dispatched by the Dragon Empire in order to ensure objectivity during the trial. We will hold you until they arrive, at which time you will be fairly tried.” “Maybe we can make a deal?” Milo asked, looking to Colonel Antiphiphia. As the party collectively glared at Milo, the Colonel replied. “There is little I could do to help you. As you attacked the githyanki’s base, it is their jurisdiction.” “Maybe we could do a service for you?” Milo wheedled. Moving close, Antiphiphia leaned in to Milo and whispered to him “We can talk about this later.” Raising her voice so that everyone could hear, she said, “Will you surrender your weapons and magical items now?” Perhaps not too unexpectedly Zoltan asked a very nonsensical question, “What kind of food do you have here?” “You may have anything that you wish,” the commander replied. Zoltan nodded his approval and tucked this piece of knowledge away for later use. The group was somewhat at a lost. It was obvious that even in a fair trial, the githyanki would assuredly be able to ensure the party’s death. At the same time, however, the titan’s presence suggested that any resistance would just be a quicker route to the same destination. Slowly, the party began to turn over their equipment. Weapon after weapon, the party watched all of their equipment placed into several bags, each with an accompanying nametag. In the hope that the githyanki truly trusted the party to be honest, Syd failed to mention his headband, just as Alahandra managed to evade all notice and kept all of her gear. A short walk later found the party in the githyanki base’s prison. Apparently the prisoners the party had released had all been cut down by githyanki troops before they could make an escape. A momentary pang of guilt was experienced, but facing more imminent problems, it didn’t last long. The group had been set back to square one. For the most part, they were all in the same situation they had been when they had landed on planet Aphex. “What the heck are you doing?!?” Zoltan shouted at Milo once everyone had been placed into their cells.. “We don’t want a fair trial! If we get a fair trial, we are going to get killed! Better to get Antiphiphia to let us off,” Milo explained. Milo’s logic was sound, but no one was comfortable with the thought of an alliance with Colonel Antiphiphia, a person everyone had come to blame for all of his or her present problems. With party tensions running high and little else to do, the group began speaking to some of the other prisoners. In the cell next to Syd was a strange man who introduced himself as Wang Lu Dong. He spoke with a weird amalgam of accents, the strangest of all being Dwarven despite his lack of knowledge of the language. Zoltan shared a cell with a rather large gnoll, but it was quickly obvious that they didn’t share a common language. Zoltan stayed far from the gnoll and the gnoll did the same. Milo shared his cell with an elf named Nick Delosier. A Wizard of not insignificant power himself Nick and Syd quickly began to discuss magical theory to past the time. Everyone else tried to ignore their otherwise nonsensical babbling. G’Banrak shared a cell with a female high elf named Dru, who likewise professed an aptitude in the magical arts. She seemed somewhat withdrawn, however, and offered little conversation. Alahandra was quick to realize that the high elf Dru was the identity she had bought from the man in Caar. In Orendil’s cell a half-orc sullenly sat in a corner, likewise offering little in the way of conversation. And so time passed, with little being said until it was time for dinner. As dinner was being served Zoltan exclaimed, “I thought we could get whatever we wanted! I don’t remember my order being taken!” With a put upon sigh, the guard asked Zoltan what he would like to have. “Hmmm. I want a Cesar salad, paned duck, and some bread pudding with white chocolate sauce. That will be good for tonight.” With that Zoltan dismissed the server with a wave of his hand. The server, rolling his eyes, stalked off, but in the end Zoltan did get his meal. The next day everyone was surprised when Colonel Antiphiphia strode into the prison. Moving to Milo’s cell, she wasted no time with niceties. “You mentioned a use you may have?” “You know how skilled we are. Surely there is something we could do for you in exchange for our freedom?” “You are quite skilled, but why would the ISPD need ones such as you?” “Surely we would be more useful working for you than we would going to trial.” “Like there will really be a trial!” Zoltan shouted with a laugh. With a small flicker of her eye, the Colonel smirked. “Your friend Zoltan is more perceptive than he seems, which is saying a lot. I can keep you all here as long as I want. But I will consider your offer. And I will take G’Banrak with me for now.” “Wait! What about the reward! We did bring her to you!” Zoltan shouted again. “What reward?” “Don’t play stupid! The reward you promised the uthek!” “I do not know of any uthek. Maybe you should tell me?” “Oh guess I was talking about someone else then. Go ahead and take her.” Colonel Antiphiphia frowned for a moment before calling in two githyanki guards. Entering G’Banrak’s cell, the guards grabbed her and dragged her out kicking and screaming. G’Banrak glowered darkly at the party. “How can you let them do this?!” An awkward silence followed the quartet’s exit. However, the silence was more than just guilt about G’Banrak. “She didn’t send the uthek,” Milo commented to no one in particular. Someone else was hunting G’Banrak. [/QUOTE]
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