Dr. Si's Curse of the Crimson Throne - Beta Group

[Neurotic]

Edmond Deathwish

"Actualy, Lynn, we know more now then we'll know tomorrow once they discover somebody was inside. Also, they could connect you to it as you were quite distinctive in that bringing of meat. And they are not ready for us. I don't know how we could get more favorable situation then this. Except if Thorson appears suddenly and helps out. "


Edmond uncharacteristicaly grins, prospect of combat seemingly bringing him out of his melancholy.

"So, yes, we go now, as soon as we send letter to The Guard and maybe find that net or sheet I mentioned earlier, but we can go without it."

With that he motions for one of the boys to come closer and gives him a note:
(OOC: if someone has something to change or add to the text feel free to do so, Edmond will write in front of everyone; also if Ed can take the letter to guard house, that would be both quicker and with less use of the boys in game)

"We found four deserted guards. There will be showdown in the meatshop in about time you receive this message. Please send small patrol to collect them.

signed
Justice Brigade"

 

[Ambrus]

The tiny guttersnipe nods in agreement. "Then follow me. Try to step lightly unless I motion you to hurry. With luck they'll still be fartin and snorin when we get upstairs." With a wink and a smile Dj'hân turns and, without pausing for the letter writing, heads quietly back into the building through the front door.

OOC: Dj'hân is once more moving stealthily. He'll pause momentarily inside the storefront to listen for sounds of movement or voices. If all seems calm he'll pad over to the staircase and wait there in hidding for the others to catch up.

 

[Oni]

Lynn looked at Edmond quizzically.

...Justice Brigade?

...never mind...Ed, please take this back to Citadel Volshyenek. It's to go to Field Marshall Kroft.

Yes, yes. Edward take it.

Who is it for?

Marshal Kraft

The raven took off in a flurry of feathers. Lynn hissing after the scatterbrained avian, Kroft....Kroft!

Lynn sighed to herself, We're doomed...

Still worried they didn't understand whatwas happening her she hurried after the little halfling, trying to move quietly as she went.

 

[Neurotic]

Edmond Deathwish

"So what? We need a name. I'll write another name if you want something else."

Following silently behind Edmond casts and holds two touches of fatigue.

"Lynn, you might consider readying Color Spray, just in case we need to cast quickly."

OOC: I assume we know sleepers positions from Dj'ahns scouting.

Little back in time, planning time:
"I'll cross the room so we can get them from two sides. I'll touch first two with spells so we can get them more easily. I'll walk on the side so Lynn can blanket the room with color spray without hitting me. Dj'ahn you use your staff of power only if things get out of control, we need them alive."

 

[Dr Simon]

OOC: I might be a patchy over the next week or so as work is quite manic. Will try to respond when I can.

As regards the following, since Ambrus jumped a bit, things are *slightly* different...

IC:
Previously, in his scouting mission, Dj'hân explored the room off the butchery floor and found a couple of animal pens. One was empty, the other (northernmost on map) contained two huge boars, that objected to the guttersnipes presence vociferously. It seems more likely that the men upstairs are roused by the noise of the pigs, although as Dj'hân leaves the shop he can't be sure.

The three of you return, ready for action. At the top of the stairs, Edmond (first on the scene) finds four men groggily getting to their feet. They look startled, surprised and angry to find intruders, and then even moreso when they look to where their weapons once stood.

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Surprise round.

Initiative order
Lynn
Dj'hân
Edmond

The four guards are Baldrago (mono-brow from shop front), Malder (fat man from shop front), Karralo (young and thin) and Parns, the butcher (who even looks like a stereotypical butcher with red mutton-chop whiskers).

They are unarmed and unarmoured, but annoyed.
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[Oni]

Lynn squeezed past the others on the stairway to get into the room. Maybe a fight could be avoided here.

We would rather not hurt you, and your city needs you. Give yourself up and rejoin the guard and you can go back to your duty with naught but a slap on the wrist.

She glanced at the heavily armed man to her right, before looking back and the group before her with earnest eyes.

This is your best option....please.

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Move to the upper left corner.

and that pic is scary...

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[Ambrus]

Halfway up the stairs the wily guttersnipe hops up, deftly grabs a hold of a banister post and stealthily heaves himself up through the railing into the familiar gap behind the small chest in the corner. Confidant that none of the groggy thugs can see him in the dim light while distracted by Lynn, the small urchin snatches the cap off his head and withdraws his staff of power. He silently levels it towards the clustered thugs lest Lynn's sweet words fall on deaf ears.

 

[Neurotic]

Edmond Deathwish

Edmond does his best to look intimidating, weapon at the ready, and his hand glowing off-white of prepared spell.

He will cast color spray to catch as many as he can stepping beside Lynn on any sign of resistance. In his mind, spell is harmless and there is no need for fighting this through and show of force with thugs is always welcome addition.

"We need to finish this quickly, if their boss gets aroused from his room, we might be in more trouble and these will just get in the way."

OOC: These are thoughts, not words

 

[Dr Simon]

Baldrago and Malder pause. They say nothing, and remain tensed for action, but their faces show doubt.

"See, I told you this was a bad idea," says Karralo to the others. He puts his hands up.

"Shaddup!" says Parns "I ain't going back."

No-one seems to have noticed Dj'hân in his hiding place.

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Same initiative order, only this time the guards can act, if any of them want to.

Oni, I take it you aren't familiar with The League of Gentlemen? Comedy on the dark side of wierd.
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[Oni]

Lynn drew the small dagger from the sheath strapped to her forearm. It seemed like so long ago she had bought it for protection, this was the first time she'd ever felt the need for it. Maybe it was enough to make even a big man think twice before attacking someone unarmed.

If you care about your friends here, don't let them do this. Though all I said before was true, your being returned alive was not required. So weigh your options carefully.

She tried to sound matter of fact about this, despite the tremors of nerves running through her legs. She was tense, ready to act at a moments notice.

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Draw weapon

Ready colour spray should any of them make an offensive movement.

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