[M&M2e] Red Sands Chronicles

[Binder Fred]

"Trader's guild?" Seif asked. The most likely source of trouble.

"Lord?" he prompts as no reply seeems forthcoming. He's basically inquiring if the lord is expecting trouble, and if so, from what quarter.

<if so:
"We will exit through Viking's gate (West gate). Move out!" The desert man vaults into his saddle-seat and waits till the column has assembled before galloping to the fore and guiding them out.

[sblock=Marching Order]Leading Camel: Seif al Mariam
Front Crawler (M): Aeaxeos, The Ottoman, Lifter01 in the back
Heavy Crawler: James, Deezy Klatta plus Brian & The Beast in back
_______Overwatch Balloon: Presently furled in.
Back Crawler (M): Lifter02 in the back

Right buggiesX2
Left BuggiesX2[/sblock]

 

[Relique du Madde]

The faint sound of aether multiple engines could be heard as the group finalizes their plans. Every so often a distant car horn could be heard echoing through the streets.

Lord Burroughmeister paces away from the group to get a better view of the road from the intersection.

"Lord?"

Lord Burroughmeister cursed. "They are blocking the roads..."

 

[Voda Vosa]

"What?" says The Ottoman, rising his head from his draws in the sand. He sheaths his scimitar and walks purposefully towards the lord. "Blocking our way? Who dares?" he says before arriving.

 

[Relique du Madde]

"I can't tell..." The vice chairman turns around. "Someone with a pair of binocular or a spyglass... we need to see who they are!"

 

[Binder Fred]

“No, we don’t,” contradicted Seif al Mariam. No stranger to quick exits out of suddenly unfriendly cities, Seif gestured to the half a dozen men presently strapping-in the Beast, “Leave that. Klatta, head out and clear our way to Viking’s gate. Minimum violence. Be creative.” He swiveled to confirm the first crawler and its crew was fully ready. It was <I hope>. “You’ll have Ottoman and the Law with you. We’ll catch up as soon as we can.” And he’s gone, trying to organize the rest of the caravan into order, preferably by three months ago!

[sblock=OOC]How many rounds to get the caravan ready to leave, Relique?[/sblock]

 

[Relique du Madde]

ooc: 5.

 

[Binder Fred]

«Trying to speed that up with a Profession - Guide roll 1d20+1=9. No good.

Can the time be cut down by other PCs helping?

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Quickly, move that first, and then that... Now! Advance!" The Ottoman directs the crawlers.

Tactics: 26 Hope this works.

 

[Relique du Madde]

“No, we don’t. Leave that. Klatta, head out and clear our way to Viking’s gate. Minimum violence. Be creative. You’ll have Ottoman and the Law with you. We’ll catch up as soon as we can.”
Seif Profession: Guide 9 ---> Fail.

The union crew begin scratching their heads, then one crewman speaks up "If we leave the strap unfastened the walker will fall once we start to move."

"Quickly, move that first, and then that... Now! Advance!"
Tactics 26 ---> Success

Let me just say... this situation is funny. Profession takes 1 minute per check. So if you roll a DC 10 it actually takes longer to ready the caravan. DC 15 allows you to get the caravan ready in 5 rounds..

So... going by The Ottoman's roll, you are able to drop the time it takes to complete the task to 1 round!!!

The reluctant crewmen jumps off the crawler. "Ok, ok! No need to yell. Everyone you heard the man, get her crawl'n!"

The caravan begins to lurch forward, heading towards to the western road block, followed by a crowd of onlookers from the plaza who can be heard chanting their union local's motto as they wave off the caravan.

As the caravan closes in on the road block, you begin to realize the nature of the foe. The cars that are blocking the road are black lightly armored vehicles. Behind the vehicles are a group of six Watchers who seem to be lead by a female watchman dressed in a black uniform*.

The watch-woman in black calls out via a loud speaker. "Raymond Burroughmeister, you and your cohorts are in violation of Union by-law 1024 section 784 article 5 amendment 76." Aeaxeos immediately realizes that the law the woman mentioned was not in the last addendum to the Great Book of Regulation that he read, 24 hours ago. " The law states..."


Lord Burroughmeister's voice interrupts over the caravan's radio. "Lady Rasputina? She's a grigorieva?! If we surrender we will be put to death." He sighs. "Maybe they might let this caravan go if I surrender."

"You are all ordered to disembark from your vehicles at once and surrender it to the authority of the Great Martian Union's Board of Executives...."


* Regular watchmen wear Grey uniforms with red and gold trim.
A Grigorieva is a female member of the Grigori Watchmen, Victoria Town's (not-so rumored to exist) secret police.

 

[Blackrat]

Let me speak to them first. Aeaxeos says and pushes forward to stand first in the caravan.

Under the treaty of Erebus of 361 After Cataclysm, between The Great Martian Union, Counsil of Elders of Olympia, Governor of Sentenza and Hippagretai of Spartan Guard, The Spartan Guard has sovereign right to uphold order in Amazonis, Arcadia and Elysium wastelands excluding city limits except as detailed by section 7. In addition, section 52, subsection 64 of the treaty grants every Spartan by the rank of Sub-Lieutenant and higher the right to recruit personnel from the cities for temporary assistance in the wastelands. Paragraph 12 states that as of the time of recruitment, this personnel transfer to Spartan jurisdiction and are considered part of the Guard until released from service...

The huge Spartan seems to talk without catching a breath even once and it looks like there is no end in sight to his spouting of sections, subsections and paragraphs of some ancient treaty...

Section 52, subsection 3 states that assault by city officials against members of Spartan Guard is considered an act of war and may result in occupation of the offending city by Spartan forces.

Aeaxeos clips his helmet from his hip and dons it. He hits his staff to the ground and makes a proclamation. As he speaks, a wave of fear washes over the watchmen but it is specifically directed at the woman in black.

I am Aeaxeos. Sub-Commander of Spartan Hippeis Phalanx of Olympia. The people behind me have been recruited by the Spartan Guard to assist in upholding order in the wasteland. Stand down and let us pass.

[sblock=OOC]Use emotion control to induce fear on the chick in black[/sblock]