DT's Old School Campaign- (Chapter 4: The Guild and The Girl)

The group waited until the call for midnight was heard before setting up the netting, and luckily there were no pedestrians to watch the group work. There were places that the ends could either be hung up or tied to, such as piping connected to buildings for water drainage and banisters. Lola stands up on a stairwell that leads to the backdoor of a residential building where there is a wooden railing she can tie the upper-western corner. The lower western and lower eastern corners can be tied to drainage piping, or somehow fastened to loose dirt between cobblestones. The upper eastern corner would be more tricky as there is a single story building whose wall can be climbed and perhaps the group could reach the roof and tie off the final corner. The Wilders searched their inventory to see if there was a way to better fasten the corners of the netting...
 

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"mayhap we cin be stickin this in a crac in a wall?" he holds up a torch to show what he is refering to.
 

Lola pondered her luck in choosing her leather pants for this expedition, as she just realized she would be scaling a wall. She carefully climbed to the top, then had Edvan throw the rope up to her. She took a moment to best figure out how to tie / use an iron spike and hammer to wedge the rope into a crack in the wall without damaging the rope.


ooc: Sorry for the lack of posting lately, I've been really sick and my daughter is sick too.
 

Lola scaled the wall with ease, finding hand holds where few else would have noticed and tying off the last corner. She then drove a spike into the top of the roof and stretched another portion of the netting over this. She tossed down her hammer and other spikes to Quinn who nailed down the other three corners before wrapping the tools into some cloth and tossing the tools back to the rogue.

Hilmdyn and Edvan stood as lookouts, intimidating the late drunk away who happened to wander down the street. As the final preparations were made the Wilders and Erin moved into position. Suddenly the sounds of a run away wagon could be heard along with the shouts and yelling of desperate men. It was obvious that the wagon was coming, but much faster than expected.

OOC: You don't see the wagon, but the horse or mule is at a gallop and you can tell that they will be approaching the net the next round.
 
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Edvan hurriedly pulls the cloth up to cover his face. "This could be bad, Hill," he murmurs. He's not sure what to do yet so, he waits.
 



Lola stayed on the roof while Rovan waited on the other side on the top of the steps. The other three stood before the netting on the ground level and waited.

What came around the corner just then was not a team of horses leading a wagon, but instead an old mare pulling a large, rickety cart at a gallop. Her eyes and nostrils were wide with fear, and a small quarrel jutted from the back of her rump. On top of the rickety cart were six men barely fitting on top of the surface and fighting against one another: three burly hooded men wielding short swords and three men dressed in dirty rags that had an empty hand crossbow, club, and knife respectively.

The man with the hand crossbow swore as he was cut along his forearm and fell from the cart. He may have been the lucky one as the mare and cart crashed into the netting full on, splintering away the harnessing that held the horse as the sound of her screaming from a newly broken leg pierced the night.

The man with the knife soared over all his fellow cart riders and slammed into the netting with such a jerk that his corpse became tangled in the mess and he hung upside down, his neck at an awkward angle. The club wielder fell next to the mare and he received a kick that tossed him aside. That left the three hooded men, who all were bruised as they nimbly had jumped from the cart before impact and rolled to a stop. Each retrieved their weapons, which they had held onto or had not skidded far from.

The netting had given way in two places; one of which was below Lola's perch on the ground floor and the other had been at the stairs near Rovan's head. The spike holding it and come loose, glancing Rovan along the brow and disrupting his spell.

The cart had become upturned and its contents spilled. In between the glaring, angry hooded men and the flailing, screaming horse could be seen a long chest... the object of the Wilder's ambush.
 

Quinn ducks to a shadow and covers his face, then draws his cutlass. it is apperant that something went wrong with the spell as they have all stood up. he re-appears with weapon in hand ready for a fight!
 

Edvan curses with vehemence. He had expected things to go wrong but this... this was beyond his direst imaginings. He quickly seats his shield and draws his hand axe. With a savage grin lost behind his makeshift mask he bulls towards one of the hooded men.
 

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