Metropolis - The Weight of the World (and Found Wanting)

[Phoenix]

Ymris takes a step backward before turning and walking away from the gate and the hostile guards. As she walks away she scans Adzan Square for a street vender or a tavern, anyone who might be selling a bit of hot meat and drink and might have a bit of information about the local area.

[sblock]Gather Information (DC 10) +8 - Failure[/sblock]

It seemed that Adzan Square was surrounded by the compounds of the schools, but dozens of eatery carts dotted the square, providing food and drink to those with coins. Ymris spent some time wandering the carts and filling her belly, as well as that of the yeowing Thom. A few people chatted with her over her meals, but at the end she had more substance in her belly than her mind.

It seemed that each of the compounds had their own private army to protect them against other schools. It was widely thought that "rogue scholars" existed that raided other campus' for valuable knowledge, and that the valuable that lined the halls of the great buildings were beacons to burglars and mercenaries.

It was a very paranoid place to live for the professors and other teachers, though it seemed that the Zimmerman School for Girls took their security more seriously than others, as if they had the greatest secrets of all the schools.

 

[Phoenix]

While Azot did not care if the dwarves below were runners for what the Upworlders called a temple, or if they were simply looters of those around them, they were what he had once been before his rebirth in Sebek's embrace and perhaps he could use that to his advantage.

'If they are predators, I will show them Sebek's children are not prey. If they are runners they can guide me to their center and I can speak with the learned ones there.'

Pulling the hood of his cloak down, Azot returned to the streets and began following the fleeing dwarves.

[sblock]Knowledge (local - DC 10) +8 - Failure[/sblock]

The dwarves darted through the streets making it difficult for Azot to keep pace with them, even the heavy chest seemed to not slow them down. Their clothes were tattered and torn, stained with years of filth, their hair knotted and hanging wildly at their wastes.

At an intersection they stopped for a moment, allowing Azot to get a better view of them. Their faces were twisted and crazed, their teeth sharpened to points, these dwarves were unlike any Azot had seen before.

They had stopped because the chest had jumped from one of the dwarf's hands, dragging on the ground. It bumped unnaturally on its end for a moment before the dwarves regained control of it and prepared to take off once more.

One of the four dwarves looked into the street towards were Azot had been following, its eyes attempting to penetrate the darkness as if it heard something, or someone...

 

[Tonks]

'Wildlings. What has this place turned into Sebek? Have you sent me to save a place that may be better if it is allowed to perish?'

Fighting to keep his breathing under control, Azot continued to study the wildlings before him. In the sewers there were pockets of wildlings here and there, men and women of all races who lost themselves to the beast fully and lived on the flesh of those they once called kin. They were true abominations and Sebek did not suffer them to taint his lands when they were discovered.

'Could I have became one of them? Did my eyes have such madness in them? Why does the city not defend itself from them?'

Pulling his club free, Azot moved slowly into the lengthening shadows hoping their madness would shield him for a little longer.

'I will follow them to their lair if I can and destroy them before they can infect others with their madness. Guide my arms though Sebek if they wish to challenge your strength early.'

[sblock=OOC]Hide check please... Before I get eaten by the wild cannibal dwarves for my unwanted tardiness.[/sblock]

 

[Scotley]

Jazick

Jazick too keeps an eye on the skeleton as he looks at the books. "This might hold a clue for me," he says holding up the book Physical Manifestations and the Consequences on Reality Flipping quick through the book he looks for the halfling's whistle. "Do you see anything on eating raw bloody meat or those jackals?"

 

[Bront]

Jen giggles, "No, mostly dead stuff, or undead stuff. Nothing 'bout my scepter either."

 

[Scotley]

Jazick

"I don't suppose our bony friend here could tell us much. If I can't find anything useful here either, I guess we'll have to explore. I hope you wore your walking shoes." Reaching into a pack he pulls out some rations. "Are you hungry?"

 

[Fenris]

“We must make plans of attack gentlemen.”

"Well, do we know where this wizards tower is? How far away is it? I think some intelligence is required here. And since there doesn't seem to be anyone around whom we can ask regarding it's whereabouts, or defenses, I propose we do some reconnaisance. Perhaps two and two as before, but within sight of each other?" offers Alexi.

"I haven't been in the Outskirts before though so thouse who have can offer up specific hazards to watch for."

 

[Bront]

"I don't suppose our bony friend here could tell us much. If I can't find anything useful here either, I guess we'll have to explore. I hope you wore your walking shoes." Reaching into a pack he pulls out some rations. "Are you hungry?"

Jen shakes her head, "Hard to think 'bout food with all these dead things around. Let's look for a priest's chamber or something."

 

[GlassEye]

It seemed that each of the compounds had their own private army to protect them against other schools. It was widely thought that "rogue scholars" existed that raided other campus' for valuable knowledge, and that the valuable that lined the halls of the great buildings were beacons to burglars and mercenaries.

It was a very paranoid place to live for the professors and other teachers, though it seemed that the Zimmerman School for Girls took their security more seriously than others, as if they had the greatest secrets of all the schools.

"Draconis, you're a puffed up sewer-bred little lizard...," mutters Ymris as she walks around Adzan Square. Her internal ranting continues for quite some time until she stops and looks down at Thom. "Any ideas? Speak up if you have one." However, she continues to stare at the cat for a long moment before she exhales with a snort and begins walking. Keeping alert to the people around her and especially to any guards Ymris begins scouting out the perimeter of Zimmerman's School for Girls.

 

[Scotley]

Jazick

Putting the food away reluctantly and munching on a bit of dried meat, Jazick says, "Okay, lets see what we can find. Should we take some of the more interesting books with us? I want to keep this one. Lets try and figure out where the living quarters were."