[M&M2e] Red Sands Chronicles

[jkason]

Brian Shaughnessy

"Hard to make anything out against such a hot backdrop," Brian says. "And I'm assuming you don't want me to tamp the fire down. But given how big and hot it was, I don't imagine there's a lot of folk walking out of there.

"Mind you, I don't expect there's a lot of anyone within several miles who didn't see that, either, so I think we probably want to make for the hills. And cover."

 

[Binder Fred]

A pause. "Good attitude," agreed Seif's voice. "We'll be with you shortly."

OOC: Ready to move on when you are, Relique.

 

[Shayuri]

"I don't see anyone coming after us," Deezy replied, checking her sensors. IR was useless, but radar wasn't sending any target pings back either. "Be careful with her though! She was trained by a Spartan."

 

[Binder Fred]

"Hu." In his fore Seif thought that doubtful - the styles were too different. Her master, whoever he was, was unusually skilled in the ways of the sword... "Her name is Abal, of the local Eloin tribe. Exiled for theft."

 

[Voda Vosa]

"An unsheathed sword is no more useful than a stick." was the philosophical reply of the Ottoman.

 

[Relique du Madde]

CHAPTER X: IN THE WARLORD'S SHADOW.
The faint scent of sweat, charred flesh, and aether lingered in the air as Sahid and Seif approached Brian and the Beast, with the blade mistress's watery cell in tow.

The Blademistress sat in a silent stupor, as she watched the a large thick plume of aethery smoke and fire that had risen from the twisted metal ruins of FOB Pruss-Grave like demons escaping from the gates of hell to cast a menacing shadow onto the surrounding wasteland.

After a moment, the Abel turned toward the direction of the group and almost immediately, the expression on her veiled face turned from that of despair to anger. "Was the Warlord so displeased in my abilities that he sends one of the GearSmith's blasphemous metal demons and Shaitan's chosen to humiliate us and prove we are not worthy to feast in halls of Slaughter Town?" She dug her blade into the wall of water. "Metal Demon, I know your master can hear me! Ask him, ask the Gearsmith what have I done to fail my Warlord? Tell me why did he not allow my barbarians, or myself, to prove our worthiness in combat!" The Blademistress struck the side of the waterbubble, "Why did you conspire to deny us our holy right? Those barbarian did not deserve the fate of cowards! The fought proudly by your side as we slaughtered those Galaxiasian cowards! We deserved a better fate! They should have died by their blade... Why? Why did you kill them while they slumbered?"


[sblock=Brian and Deezy]
Anyone who may have survived that explosion is most likely died in the fire.

The only other heat sources you both can notice are what appears to be Desert Ghosts that heading towards the FOB's burning wreckage.
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OOC: Oh the humanity... I was fighting the urge to say it.. but it's been said. Now that I think of it, it is pretty ironic how things ended up with a self fulfilling allusion.

 

[Voda Vosa]

Sahid listened to the blade mistress as she bellowed curses and tried to pierce the watery wall. The water was so beautiful, he thought, as it moved away from the blade each time she tried to pierce through it. "Your knowledge of physics is so limited; you try to pierce water with a blade. Indeed you are all barbarians. We do not work for any warlord, not for Gearsmith either." Sahid let his words sink in the head of the dull minded spartan. "But rejoice, since it's true you'll not feast in Slaughter town, for what happened to your camp is but a sample of what will happen to that place." Already down from Seif's uncomfortable mechanic camel, Sahid walked around the water blob. His waving hand reinforcing the water prison.
"You speak of honour, when you take people's lives ruthlessly. You speak of worthiness, when you are not worth a dime." 'dime'. None of these people would know what he was talking about. Sahid shake his head. "If you are so primitive as to believe is otherworldly entities that reward your moral conduct, then think of this as divine punishment. You have been defeated without even drawing a weapon, so pathetic are you. Your barbarians are but a pile of charred coal, manure for the Ghosts. You are alive yourself because there's only one honourable thing for you to do, and that is telling us what you know. Uncover the veil that obscures this master of yours, this person that not only left you here to our mercy, but that denied you and yours everything by poisoning your minds with twisted irrationality..."

 

[jkason]

Brian Shaughnessy

Abel made Brian nervous. Which wasn't new, as most things made him nervous these days. He was beginning to think the real trouble would be when all this chaos didn't effect him.

His first instinct was to try freezing her, disable her so she could be disarmed, but Sahid seemed to have the prison decently in hand, and frozen, she couldn't tell them anything.

Still, Brian didn't have the kind of combat training Seif and Sahid clearly had, nor a heavy mechanical suit overtop of him. He did his best, then, to keep himself far enough back that he might duck behind the beast if things went south quickly.

 

[Shayuri]

"Who's the Gearsmith?" Deezy's voice crackled from the Beast's dilapidated external speaker. "Does he have machines like this?"

Even through the electronic warble, her eagerness was clearly audible.

 

[Binder Fred]

[...] "We do not work for any warlord, not for Gearsmith either." Sahid let his words sink in the head of the dull minded spartan.

So much for subterfuge. Seif would have laid a trap of words, an ambush of assumptions, but the Ottoman obviously preferred a more direct approach. And he was far from done...

Maybe he had as yet unrevealed mental powers.

"Who's the Gearsmith?" Deezy's voice crackled from the Beast's dilapidated external speaker. "Does he have machines like this?"

Even through the electronic warble, her eagerness was clearly audible.

"Spider controller," guessed Seif while simultaneously raising a gloved hand for patience: one thing at a time, sestrika.

He did not take his eyes off their prisoner.

[sblock=OOC]If Sahid's actions result in a roll, Seif will Help Another (+5), likely with Intimidate.

Now that I think of it, it is pretty ironic how things ended up with a self fulfilling allusion.

LOL. Yeah, you were really stacking the karma deck in our favor there, weren't you, Relique.

By the way, is it "Abal" or "Abel"? Your first post said "Abal", but it's been "Abel" since then. I got to admit that I prefer Abal myself as the other is a bit too biblical for me, but YMMV, of course.[/sblock]