Dragonstar: Deep Space Campaign, Part One: Taken

[Elrick]

"I'll be the one who determines the need for violence, savage." Sneers the drow.

"Tell your friends to put down their weapons and back away. You are now my prisoners. Any atempt to resist and you will all be killed."

 

[Calim]

Horatio thinks to himself

Great now i got some black elf trying to take us prisoner I dont think this will go well since diplomacy did not seem to work i hope these guys are not the last man standing kind

 

[Mickerus]

Kaalek raises an eyebrow, shakes his head, and steps forward. "Whatever fate they offer should hopefully be more tolerable than a stream of attacks by deformed bears. Come, Quarrop."

Quarrop hovers close behind, glaring angrily at the dark elf.

 

[Calim]

Horatio dejectedly starts walking towards were the drow motioned.

 

[Mirth]

OOC: A simple ascii map of the area would be nice, as well as the number of enemy and any cover that might be available.

At the leader's proclamation, Banwyl stops moving forward and begins surreptitiously scouting the immediate area for some kind of cover. He still remains stoic and silent, allowing Horatio to converse.

 

[ErichDragon]

~There is no way I will be taken as long as there remains breath in my chest or blood in my veins.~

Sasaki will maintain his position. If the others want to dishonor themselves, it is no business of his.

 

[Velenne]

Unplugging his ears, Mossaka fully stands and turns around. He peers from right side of his tree, his other end sticking out the left, and tries to spy the squad of humans.

Seeing none, he steps out. The drogre's expressive lips rise in a smile as it is apparent that he is quite pleased his hiding spot had so completely eluded his aggressors.

"HA! PUNY MANLINGS NO CATCH MOSSAKA!"

Content, he goes tromping off in an attempt to locate Manbird.

 

[Elrick]

The Dark Elf gestures towards the three visible to him. "Take their weapons and cuff them, we'll take them back to camp for questioning." Three of the humans approach while the others keep their weapons trained on you.

"HA! PUNY MANLINGS NO CATCH MOSSAKA!"

"What Trickery is This!" exclaims the Dark Elf. "What was that?" his eyes narrow. "How many of you are there, answer me quickly!"

DM: Map as requested

 

[Vargo]

Slavers. I knew it.

Tenos holds his whip dagger close, and holds his position, waiting for someone to close with him before lashing out.

OOC: I'm back, and my GOD does my head hurt. This was more of a roto-rooter operation than a smash 'n grab...

Let's just say it shares a lot in common with a pan-galactic gargle blaster and leave it at that.

 

[Calim]

Horatio being in these positions before will relax and let them cuff him feigning weakness as well(bluff). He however will not answer the questions of the dark elf.