RangerWickett
Legend
So the PCs had heard rumors about The Golden Legion, who are marching across their stone age world collecting magical and physical resources -- rare portals, gem deposits, mineral veins, the occasional bloodstain of a fallen godling -- and this past session the PCs finally got to talk with one of their companies.
Three PCs with huge cojones just walk up to this camp of a dozen 7-foot tall, gold-chain-wearing devils, and they wave hi to the company commander, then strike up a conversation. With some clever fast talk they get the commander to admit that, yeah, the world is basically doomed (it's going to be torn apart by the energy of a dark star [read: black hole] in a few years), so the legion is just gathering what they can before the place is blown up.
And then the PCs, god bless them, say, 'So you've got a way off this world? Hey, can we join your legion of enslaved infernal beings who are tasked with strip-mining our homeworld? In exchange, we can tell you where you can find some interesting magic to plunder.'
Oh, but they had terms. They each wanted to have 5 legion devils of their own under their command. And they each wanted a horse.
Of course, it's all a ploy to get close to the legion's leader, maybe steal some of their power, and find a way to escape the world on their own, or better yet save the whole place from its fate. But I've got to admire the casualness with which they made the offer.
Three PCs with huge cojones just walk up to this camp of a dozen 7-foot tall, gold-chain-wearing devils, and they wave hi to the company commander, then strike up a conversation. With some clever fast talk they get the commander to admit that, yeah, the world is basically doomed (it's going to be torn apart by the energy of a dark star [read: black hole] in a few years), so the legion is just gathering what they can before the place is blown up.
And then the PCs, god bless them, say, 'So you've got a way off this world? Hey, can we join your legion of enslaved infernal beings who are tasked with strip-mining our homeworld? In exchange, we can tell you where you can find some interesting magic to plunder.'
Oh, but they had terms. They each wanted to have 5 legion devils of their own under their command. And they each wanted a horse.
Of course, it's all a ploy to get close to the legion's leader, maybe steal some of their power, and find a way to escape the world on their own, or better yet save the whole place from its fate. But I've got to admire the casualness with which they made the offer.