No Man's Land (IC)

[Voidrazor]

Jareel delves into a deep conversation with the paladin, who openly answers all of his questions.

"Alas, we are unaware of how deep the bond goes between that horrid destroyer and the woman we have caged. I have already explained their initial encounter to you, and alas we have little knowledge beyond that. As for the execution plans, I shall be the one to kill her myself. If the Disciple decides to wait until the last moment, I shall be right there to stop him. And we must be willing to kill the woman. If we are not, the discple will not come, and we are left with nothing but a destroyed nation. You asked why we picked midnight? The answer is simple. At night, our disadvantage is his disadvantage. However, people won't be wandering the streets which means if the fighting breaks ouof the viscinity of the church, less people will be harmed in the dreaded aftermath. I'm afraid we have no information on how the Disciple ventures, so we are simply planning for all contingincies. One of which being the Dimensional Lock placed upon the entire church. He will be unable to enter from another plane. Which means he must enter through the trap you inadvertantly triggered. Luckily for you, we noticed you were not the target, and did not attack you while you were caught. That is the fate of the disciple. He shall not escape our wrath."

OOC: No answer to Lowryllyth's questions? Was this an oversight or intentional? Her Mind Blank should take care of that pesky detect alignment ability.

 

[Darimaus]

OOC: No answer to Lowryllyth's questions? Was this an oversight or intentional? Her Mind Blank should take care of that pesky detect alignment ability.

OOC: Actually, both questions were answered. He can't teleport in, so no contingency needed, and the only contingency set in place is having the fight at midnight to avoid people on the street.

 

[Darimaus]

Obsidian and his party are rejected by the guards, who don't seem please with the concept of leading them straight to their capitol. Flying on their dragon, the group heads into the unkonwn country with no aid. After about an hours worth of flight, they spot a farm house, the farmers nowhere to be seen.

 

[Bloodweaver1]

Obsidian & Granite

Obsidian eyes the abandoned farm house cautiously as his dismounts from the large beast. With Granite in hand he signals for the group to circle the house and to look for signs of anything out of the ordinary. In booming voice he calls out, “Hello! Home is anyone?”

 

[Voidrazor]

Lowryllyth maintains a firm but diplomatic tone with the paladin, "I hope you will not take this out of turn. You have obviously put some thought into your defenses, but I believe there are a number of contingencies that have not been planned for. If we are overcome, is not our enemy likely to slay the populace in their houses? The temple guards must be instructed to defend the doors with their lives, even against those who appear to be friends. He may send minions or compel townsfolk to trigger the trap prematurely. A further trap, to kill the woman with automaticity should you die, should be emplaced. Perhaps you can begin to make these arrangements while we interrogate the woman? Time is short, and yet more preparations may come to light as needful during the questioning." Lowryllyth maintains a firm but diplomatic tone with the paladin

 

[Shayuri]

Thorn leans back against one of the many columns and flicks a forelock of hair out of her eye.

"Just what kind of power does this 'disciple' have, to destroy cities with? Fire? Lightning? How does he protect himself? We need some tactical information here."

 

[Avalon®]

"If we are going to be doing this, then I would suggest we find out what their average undead are like, and whether those examples back in the kings room were normal or suped up." Whin begins heading towards a small group of the undead to 'test' them. "Meekor, stay slightly back and be prepared to dust them, but hold back unless you think it's needed."
The little Priest can tell from Whin's tone that his near defeat back at the palace has got him hot to prove himself.

"Save some fer me, Whin! I want to see how the ghoulies here fare against a dwarf compared to the ones back 'ome."

 

[Jemal]

Whin nods, seeing Therin moving in beside him to attack. Meekor is hanging back and Grift is not within sight.. Probably invisibly hiding somewhere 'There isnt really much he could do against the Undead anyways', Whin thought.
"Then let us have at them."

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OK, Darimaus, whenever you're ready, we are. If you don't want to write Meekor out just yet, I can NPC him for now. (Moritheil's overloaded and won't be returning any time soon, and I don't think he'd have a problem with it).
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[Darimaus]

The Paladin shakes his head sadly at Lowryllyth.

"I'm afraid there is nowhere for the people to go. We have not missed that contingency, but he tracks down and kills all who escape. How he knows, we don't have any clue, but if we do not stop him here and now, those people are doomed. Of that we can be assured.

His tactics are a mystery to us in many ways, but we do know one thing. He is direct. He will not send others to do his dirty work for him. We do not need to worry of the townsfolk aiding him, willingly or not."

When Lowryllyth brings up killing the woman, the Paladin sits up abruptly and slams his fist down on the table in anger.

"We are not Murderers! As unconvincing as these circumstance may seem, we have set this trap up specifically because we want him to save her! Whether or not we succeed or fail in killing the Disciple, she leaves here alive! This is non-negotiable. Only a no-show from the Disciple will seal her fate."

He sits back down and calms himself. Thorn brings up her question, and he addresses her in a calm and composed fashion.

"We know not the nature of his power, but we do know of its destructive potential. Those cities that have been destroyed, they are simply craters now. Deep ones. Miles across. There are no ruins. There are no survivors. Its only destruction. Which is why he must be stopped." [color]



Meekor, Whin, Therin, and Grift fly across the baren landscape, and spot a handful of zombies. (OOC: 6 of em. Please insert surprise round actions now guys.)

 

[Jemal]

Whin Grins as he surges forwards, Meekor staying slightly behind.
The Destroyer opens the fight with an empowered Fireball, knowing that normal zombies would be blown apart by such force, and not wanting to waste anything more powerful unless these foes were worth their time.
*Also, how far from'em are we..*