Heroes, Inc. Day 3+, Voyage to Sarkon

kirinke said:
"My general tactics are pretty simple when I'm up against a foe with superior numbers." Alethia smiled grimly. "I generally sneak in, destroy their supplies, kill a few at a time and fade back. Repeat untill the problem has wittled down to managable numbers, then go in and finish the job." she held out her hands in supplication and frustration.

"We can't do a frontal assault here. At best they'd overwhelm us, at worse they'd use the slaves as living shields and then overwhelm us."

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Would the demon have any better ideas? I mean, if nothing else he probably was a fairly good tactitian when he was a big bad.

Timrin sits with his chin resting on one meaty fist, "Those tactics can be effective but I believe our strength in this scenario lies in the enemy not even knowing we exist. We gather as much information as we can and determine if an assault is even reasonable. Our primary objective should be to free the slaves. That may mean a retreat into the jungle after a quick strike and a resort to more guerilla tactics. I personally would prefer to end the pirate threat in one decisive blow, but they may simply be too strong."

"I think we have learned all we can from scrying. We need to know where the slaves are kept and how they are defended."


A familiar fire returns to Timrin's eyes, "Time to get some first hand knowledge."
 

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frostrune said:
Timrin sits with his chin resting on one meaty fist, "Those tactics can be effective but I believe our strength in this scenario lies in the enemy not even knowing we exist. We gather as much information as we can and determine if an assault is even reasonable. Our primary objective should be to free the slaves. That may mean a retreat into the jungle after a quick strike and a resort to more guerilla tactics. I personally would prefer to end the pirate threat in one decisive blow, but they may simply be too strong."

"I think we have learned all we can from scrying. We need to know where the slaves are kept and how they are defended."


A familiar fire returns to Timrin's eyes, "Time to get some first hand knowledge."

"Indeed," she said with a humourless smile. Her own eyes were intensely keen, almost painfully bright as she agreed with him.
 

Crimson (Psion) AC:26 HPs: 99 PPs: 221

Crimson roused herself from her inactivty and moroseness to offer her services to the group.

"If our intention is to learn anything more about these individuals or the camp, I could either enter the camp as a pebble dropped by some woodland animal, or I could dominate a pair of guards for interrogation," Crimson offered.

OOC: Crimson would offer to power one or more of the cannons with increased energy missiles of whatever energy they wished. On another note, daily powers cast to start the day are Mind Blank-personal, and Inertial Armor (+10 AC for 14 hrs). Current active powers: Darkvision, Tongues, Inertial Armor, and Mind Blank.
 


Keia said:
Crimson roused herself from her inactivty and moroseness to offer her services to the group.

"If our intention is to learn anything more about these individuals or the camp, I could either enter the camp as a pebble dropped by some woodland animal, or I could dominate a pair of guards for interrogation," Crimson offered.

"That works for me as a first move," Fin agrees. "Murdoch, Shando, Kaarlo - if you can find us an isolated group that we can take down quickly and quietly, Crimson can ask them a few questions."
 

"Daylight's wasting, let's get started," Alethia supplied, taking out her bow and making sure everything was in working order. "Remind me next time to get more arrows."
 

"Excellent."

Timrin stands and readies his gear.

"You know... I'm not going to sneak up on anyone <looking at his gleaming plate armor>. I may need one of you to help hide me and somehow bring the fight to me. I'm sure that can be worked out though," as he smiles at Shando and Kaarlo.

"Let's hunt pirates!"
 

"I'll go too, I've got a score to settle, and you know me. I hate waiting for the fun," Dyria concentrated for a moment, and her mithril armor shimmered, then faded into a forest green set of clothes. She took out her whip-dagger, and smiled evilly.
 

"You aren't the only one with a score to settle. I have several," she told Dyria with a small, grim smile. "What are we waiting for? Retirement?" she asked, looking at the others, her eyes glowing, her body taking on a familar, pale silvery glow.
 
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"Personal vendettas may have to wait people," as Timrin casts a pointed glance at the warrior women, "Remember, we need to take them alive for questioning."
 

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