Invasion of Mori - IC [3.5][CE/NE][planar]

[moritheil]

The figure snaps its hand down, and the ghouls ravenously devour the scrap of meat.

It regards Snargle. "Thank you."

Turning its head back to Gabriel, it continues the conversation. "When do we depart, lord?"

 

[moritheil]

Before Gabriel can frame a definitive reply, Roillard steps forward. "Pardon me, lords, but I must beg a moment to speak with your eloquent leader."

He takes the bard aside, leaving you to your preparations.

 

[Dichotomy]

"What in the abyss is this?" Rose mutters loudly. The agitated tiefling paces with impatience.

 

[Shayuri]

"Rose," Silhouette says smoothly, motioning. "You're familiar with battle, yes? Come here and take a look at this map with me. Maybe you can help find an ideal place to begin our attack from."

She spreads the parchment out and looks for the markings indicating the kobold lair.

 

[Steve Gorak]

"Rose," Silhouette says smoothly, motioning. "You're familiar with battle, yes? Come here and take a look at this map with me. Maybe you can help find an ideal place to begin our attack from."

She spreads the parchment out and looks for the markings indicating the kobold lair.

Kelteror approaches too. "I've seen my fair share of battles. Let me take a look too."

 

[Dichotomy]

"Alright then. But I don't know what the point of this is. I thought we were a strike force, not generals..." Rose's impatience only seems to increase. But he does seem more relaxed with something to do as he pours over the materials.

 

[moritheil]

After an exhaustive analysis of possible battle scenarios, the party is preparing to put the maps away when Roillard returns alone, ashen-faced.

"Excuse me, lords. Abyssal invasion! One of our dark lord's neighbors has decided to mount a full-scale offensive while his agents are on prime. Several of you are urgently required on the other side of the portal. Lord Gabriel has already gone on ahead. He left instructions to carry on in his absence."

Roillard produces a scroll sealed with the balor's distinctive thumbprint. Having no choice but to obey, the listed agents head for the lower reaches of the Lair of Shadows, and the portal back to the Abyss.

 

[Dichotomy]

Rose smiles wickedly as the group makes way to the portal. The thrill of imminent battle is apparent on the tiefling's face, though he says nothing.

 

[Steve Gorak]

Kelteror is somewhat disapointed. He was eager to taste Elven flesh. He readies himself to head back home, on the more familiar battle grounds.

 

[Dog Moon]

Vedak would frown, but considering he has no lips do so, he makes it clear in his voice. "Some?" he asks. "Who's names are on the list?"