The assassin is taken aback by Relgar's boldness, yet the clumsy kick is easily avoided by the Brelish rogue. He shakes his head in disbelief.Relgar looks up with anger at the assassin of his would-be assassin. Since he's just disarmed himself in what appears to be desperation, the wizard assumes he no longer poses a threat, and a sudden surge of righteous indignation overcomes him. Not even bothering to conjure another Invisible Needle, he strides forward and aims a kick at the knees or vitals of the new attacker.
The assassin is a slippery fellow, even covered in goo. Not only does he dodge Relgar's kick, but also he manages to avoid Tuck's blade. Mutt, however, bites the man hard in the back. He quickly steps away from the kobold and draws his dagger and stabs out at Relgar. But Mutt bites the man's ass off. The big dog chomps down hard on a soft spot and the assassin goes down bleeding from his rump."Lady Émilienne," Tuck breathes in shock. "Lady Pomander..."
Shylock's other words register as well, and the urban ranger ponders what he knows about this Brelish Thieves' Guild and The Crossed Candles.
"Akos! Stop flirting, we need to warn the others!" the kobold calls out to his companion, and whatever he was going to do next is interrupted by the sword thrown into Shylock's back.
"Fool thief," Tuck hisses, followed by a foul curse in his race's version of the Draconic language, and his reptilian eyes narrow as they focus on the assassin still standing - for now. He aims his fine crossbow, but changes his mind when Relgar unexpectedly kicks the man on the knee.
Dropping his crossbow, Tuck slips his deceptively dull looking sword out of its sheath and from the other side stabs the blade in hard.
Mutt moves after his intended target, and if he still stands, will bite him again.
Custodio said:"...I wished I had two more for these others. We should bind them, but I left my pack with my rope back at the manor."
Outside the Theater on the Bluff:
Vinccenzo d'Lucio can't believe his luck. As a member of the Sectarian Guard, he has been favored in the Wizard District. Yet, one mistake and he ends up pulling guard duty in Old City. The assignment is terrible and the Bluffside Regulars can't stand him. Walking the perimeter, he notes three men heading towards an older section of the district. One of them is very tall and decked out like a noble. The other looks like a priest while the third is dressed all in black. They don't seem to out of place but someone is following them.
Two men in hoods and cloaks follow them down the street. The trio goes one way. The two in cloaks stop and then walk around the other side of the building. Soon all five of the men are out of sight.
What to do? Vinccenzo's not being paid to break up fights, only guard the theater. That's for the other guards to do but they're no where in sight.
"Breva was sent to find out why Sir Silvon hadn't been getting my reports," Custodio adds. "It turns out that someone has been intercepting them. Sir Silvon sent messages from the temple but I never received them." He pats Breva on the shoulder. "Breva agreed to come along to help us deal with the creature in the Gardens and with the renegade. It is good he was with us when these Loyalists attacked. I'm not sure if Tim and I could have taken all three of them without his help."Breva recovers himself though it is a challenge for him to shift from combat to social grace so swiftly. He does his best and bows over the woman's hand as he takes it. "A pleasure to meet you Lady Émilienne. I am Breva Sciarra and as you have noted a servant of the Purifier. I am currently working under orders from Silvon Silas." He bends to clean his blade on one of the fallen men's cloaks and the carefully puts the sword away. "I expect that we can manage to get these trouble makers to whatever serves a lockup without manacles. I think we beat most of the fight out of them for the nounce at least."
"I let the Elites guarding the Palace know that I was attacked just outside of the Wizard District, and they are currently sending out a patrol to take one my attackers — a tower wizard turned traitor — into custody. As the assassins tried to kill me, they boasted that others would soon attack both you two and Relgar, so I had the Palace guards send out word to look for all. We should find a guard patrol and have them take these men into custody. I believe a saw a handful patrolling near the theater." She looks around the alley. "Where is Relgar? I thought he was with you?"Tim takes one of the Loyalist's cloaks and rips it into several, wide strips, which he ties tightly, in order to bind their hands and feet.
Tim bows to Lady Émilienne, "We'll need to call for a wagon; with all three bound and unconscious, we can't exactly drag them through the streets. Justice should be swift and harsh, unyielding, but never cruel."
Once at the corner of the building, Vinccenzo peers around to see three men and a woman conversing over three fallen foes — the men in dark cloaks. The three men are the ones he saw go into the alley, initially, but he didn't see the woman before now. She's dressed like a wizard, so perhaps she was invisible. They aren't trying to be quiet and the tallest man takes off one of the fallen foe's cloaks and tears it into strips and uses it to bind the hands and feet of two of the fallen men. The third foe has already been manacled, but they tie his feet as well.'Hmm, Help the city guard and follow the dark clad mystery duo. He has haste memorized for training in the discipline.'
Vinccenzo moves with a hustle to the corner where he last saw the tailing dark duo disappear behind. 'They can't be up to any good now can they? If i see any guard I will try and get their attention.'
Akos carefully pulls the assassin's short sword from Shylock's back and turns him over. Shylock is still alive but barely. The man is at the edge of consciousness. He groans and his eyes flicker open and then closed. Akos is able to bind the worst of Shylock's injuries.Akos calls after the departing assasssin "Bring your silver weapons along with some friends!"
He turns quickly and enters the magical dome. Surveying the situation, he checks on Shylock. If possible he stabilizes the man, who knows what he can tell now that he is broken. But the information will go stale quickly once Teresa reaches the guild.
Neurotic said:"We need to find others and quickly. If you're wounded, speak now. We need to go."
Relgar spares the wounded man one more glance, a disgusted look on his face which he doesn't bother trying to conceal, even though he could do so with the tiniest thought thanks to his Illusion mask. "What's the emergency?" he queries of the other arcanist.
"Didn't you hear Shylock?! They are targeting all of the group and some other besides. Maybe they didn't yet find them. And I'd rather be behind an Elite when the killers come next time." Akos answers getting Shylock in manacles.
Ooc: the other assassin is dead? Is Shylock?
"What happened here?" Another guard asks Relgar while keeping one eye on Mutt.
Custodio said:"...I'm not sure if Tim and I could have taken all three of them without his help."
"Lady Émilienne , " He offers his respect to the city elite and well known wizardess, "I am Vinccenzo d'Lucio. It is a grand pleasure and honor to meet you. However I regret I was not sent to find you. I am just working with the regulars for the time and saw something suspicious, namely those three. I arrived to offer assistance. It appears it was not needed"Old City:
"Breva was sent to find out why Sir Silvon hadn't been getting my reports," Custodio adds. "It turns out that someone has been intercepting them. Sir Silvon sent messages from the temple but I never received them." He pats Breva on the shoulder. "Breva agreed to come along to help us deal with the creature in the Gardens and with the renegade. It is good he was with us when these Loyalists attacked. I'm not sure if Tim and I could have taken all three of them without his help."
Lady Émilienne says to Breva. "I am glad you were here to help these good men. Thank you."
"I let the Elites guarding the Palace know that I was attacked just outside of the Wizard District, and they are currently sending out a patrol to take one my attackers — a tower wizard turned traitor — into custody. As the assassins tried to kill me, they boasted that others would soon attack both you two and Relgar, so I had the Palace guards send out word to look for all. We should find a guard patrol and have them take these men into custody. I believe a saw a handful patrolling near the theater." She looks around the alley. "Where is Relgar? I thought he was with you?"
"No, he's with Akos and Tuck in the Undercity talking to the bard," Custodio replies. "If they get ambushed down there..." Custodio pauses. "Did you hear something?"
Once at the corner of the building, Vinccenzo peers around to see three men and a woman conversing over three fallen foes — the men in dark cloaks. The three men are the ones he saw go into the alley, initially, but he didn't see the woman before now. She's dressed like a wizard, so perhaps she was invisible. They aren't trying to be quiet and the tallest man takes off one of the fallen foe's cloaks and tears it into strips and uses it to bind the hands and feet of two of the fallen men. The third foe has already been manacled, but they tie his feet as well.
"Did you hear something?" One of the men asks. He scans the alley and sees Vinccenzo. "You there. State your..." the man pauses. "A Sectarian Guard," he says to the tall man. He sheaths his blade and walks towards Vinccenzo. "I am Custodio Vecchi of the Bluffside Elite. These prisoners need to be taken into custody at once. They are minions of the renegade sorcerer who devastated the New City district and who is still at large here in Old City."
The woman, an elf, motions for Vinccenzo to step forward. "I am Lady Émilienne. Did the Wizard Council send you to find me?"
OOC: so, all in all, we improved his countenanceAkos carefully pulls the assassin's short sword from Shylock's back and turns him over. Shylock is still alive but barely. The man is at the edge of consciousness. He groans and his eyes flicker open and then closed. Akos is able to bind the worst of Shylock's injuries.
"It... is too... late," Shylock mumbles. "The Loyalists will, overwhelm... the half-ogre and guardsman, but if they fail," he gasps. "Others will find them. The other guild members are already on their way."
Akos can tell that the man's nose is broken and his jaw is cracked. He's lost several teeth.
"The woman is on the run. Please try not to kill this one, he is sensitive right now and we need him for the moment." Akos points at Shylock"Hands up! Drop your weapons!" One of them yells. Mutt growls at them in anger.
"No, no," Thorkell yells. "They're not the attackers." he points to the men on the floor. "Those are the villains."
The guards relax a bit. One of them checks the fallen assassin but shakes his head. "He's dead."
"Where is the woman?" Thorkell asks Akos while scanning the inn.
"Mutual friend?" The guard commander says fearfully. "You mean the renegade is responsible for this attack?" He looks at the other Regulars and motions for them to take Shylock into custody. "I will send a message to the Palace in Old City to let them know what the sorcerer and his minions have done here.""Assassination attempt. Our mutual 'friend' is doubling down on his efforts to throw this entire city into chaos. Perhaps your leaders would consider actually taking this insurrection seriously now."
"If it only had been the wizard," he mumbles."You will live, Shylock, it is not the end yet. And as you underestimated us, you will find others equally unbeatable. I mean, you couldn't defeat unprepared wizards and a kobold."
"We will have him and the dead body taken to Dungeon," the commander says. "Captain Chalsarda will want to interrogate him herself."Neurotic said:"The woman is on the run. Please try not to kill this one, he is sensitive right now and we need him for the moment." Akos points at Shylock
"That one was too sensitive and is dead. Please take them somewhere official, we have to find the rest of our group."
A female guard notes the dogs change in demeanor and walks up to him and scratches his head. "Nice boy," she says. She turns to Tuck and says "I'm assuming you have a license for him? If not, you might want to get one."Tuck nods, although he seems lost in thought. Surely he has been threatened before - after all, he knows things many people who don't want him to know - but never before has he been confronted so directly.
No, they were trying to get at Relgar, he corrects himself. He just happened to be in the way.
"Good people, Mutt," he belatedly calls back his large dog, and Mutt seems to change instantly from a dark and deadly predator into a lovable, tailwagging ball of fur, barking playfully at the Regulars.
Neurotic said:Turning to Relgar and Tuck (and Mutt ofcourse)
"Since we cannot communicate, let us go to our agreed upon meeting place and see where we're at."
Mutt rushes past the guard commander and sends him sprawling. The man curses but does nothing else but pick himself up off the floor. Relgar follows Akos and Tuck out of the inn, leaving the Regulars commander to deal with Thorkell and the mess inside. The streets of New City remain semi-deserted, although the fight in the Silverbow has brought out some onlookers. They regard Akos well, but don't know what to make of Tuck and Relgar.JustinCase said:"Yes, let's go," the kobold agrees with Akos, then adds, "But we should also keep an eye out for the others. And help if we can."
A short whistle seems to have no effect on Mutt, until Tuck has almost left the inn. Then the dog rushes after his kobold master, almost knocking over still-standing tables and at least one Regular.
"The few times I've dealt with the Loyalists in the past, they weren't hard to defeat. And Terger once told me that he and gnome he fought beside usually only had to hit them once for them to go down in a heap." He looks at the defeated loyalists. "These guys were tougher but not by much. If it had been a dozen of them, we would have been outmatched for sure. Waldo," he says mockingly. "Likely hasn't sent his best against us yet. Perhaps he underestimates your strength and skill, Tim."Tim smiles warmly, addressing Custodio, "With all due respect, Breva is a skilled and brave warrior, and I am happy for his company, but I think you overestimate the abilities of these thugs, at least these, here. These have the looks of green, untried recruits. I'll be more worried when we face the more senior members of their order. I didn't even break a sweat with these pups. That being said, we should not underestimate them, either. Three of these thugs were no problem, but 6? 10? Who knows how many he will send next time?"
Tim will then use one of the spare cloak strips to wipe down his massive sword, before returning it to its quickdraw rig on his back.
"But it might be next time," Lady Émilienne replies. "If your superiors can spare you, we could use more firepower on our side. I will have a message sent to them asking for you to be reassigned to work with these men. But for now, let's get them off the street and under guard.""Lady Émilienne, " He offers his respect to the city elite and well known wizardess, "I am Vinccenzo d'Lucio. It is a grand pleasure and honor to meet you. However I regret I was not sent to find you. I am just working with the regulars for the time and saw something suspicious, namely those three. I arrived to offer assistance. It appears it was not needed"
Scott DeWar said:
Docks of Sordadon
Falen watches from the foredeck of the Firequeen as it pulls into the Harbor District of the floating canal port of Sordadon. While the crew scrambles around him to settle the large sailing ship near the docks, Falen can't help but stare up at the imposing cliffs of western Kanpur. Up on those cliffs is the city of Bluffside — his destination after all these months of travel to and from Tânger. His hand inadvertently goes up to his chest where the letter is safely tucked in an inside pocket.
His old mentor, Max, had sent him to get the missive for an man named Lord Cassianus Avitus, the current ambassador of Ticin to Bluffside. Why he had to go all the way to Tânger by ship to physically pick up the letter is a mystery. Magic would have been considerably faster. Max hadn't told him the reason why had to be this way, but he'd paid Falen well for the trip, up front. Max never parted with gold easily.
Falen had little trouble getting the letter but booking passage back north had been a challenge. News had arrived in Tânger that trouble is brewing in Bluffside. Rumors about war and disease and magical explosions. Gossip flows like coin and mead in Tânger; it never ends.
The Firequeen's anchor is dropped and the ship is firmly secured to the dock as well. The crew is taking no chance, as they don't want to displease their captain, Meri-en-sekar. The Khemitian woman is a fierce warrior and sailor and a long time compatriot of Falen's good friend Bixby Cobblegood. At first, Falen had thought it luck that she'd been in Tânger but Max and Bixby had planned it that way in case the unseen seer had gotten into trouble get out of the city. He had and luckily Meri-en-sekar and her crew were there to bail him out. He'd had to pay extra, of course, but it had been worth it.
A group of cutthroats simply known as The Dusk had come out of the shadows and tried to kill Falen and take the letter. Meri's first mate, Hanodeen, had been watching the half-hobgoblin's back without him realizing it. The man had been a ghost until he and his scimitar came out of the night and kill three of the cutthroats and whisked Falen to the Firequeen. Once out to sea, the Dusk tried again alongside hired pirates of the bleakest sort. Two pirate ships had tried to board the Firequeen, but they were no match for the galleon's impressive cannons.
"You better get going," Captain Meri says to Falen. The tall Khemitian woman had snuck up behind him while he was deep in thought. "And try not to get those pretty eyes of yours in trouble. I won't be there to bail you out this time, malih."
Meri-en-sekar had taken a shine to him but had kept Falen at arms length during the voyage. She had to keep up appearances for the crew. Now, the bulk of the crew was disappearing onto Sordadon's streets looking to spend their pay and bonus for getting the Firequeen to port in one piece. The captain sets her chin on top of Falen's head and points to a waiting cog, "the Vulture won't wait long before heading into the Cavern Harbor. Captain Reeth is doing you a favor taking you to into the Undercity without payment. Don't forget that."