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<blockquote data-quote="Echolocation" data-source="post: 7963658" data-attributes="member: 7011911"><p><em>"Miss, forgive me if you are not the type, but a boy has to ask. Would you be interested in procuring some illicit firearms or explosives?" - Cador, young factory worker and Anghard's contact peddling a backpack full of fire dust in the constables' office.</em></p><p></p><p><strong>Session 15 Recap (Courtesy of Ella's player)</strong></p><p></p><p>We woke to a <em>lovely </em>breakfast of waffles and toast prepared by Angharad, and over breakfast Ella attempted to Spellcraft Lisandra’s necklace again. She didn’t discern any new magical information, but <em>did </em>notice the amulet appeared to have changed colour slightly, almost as if it were rusting. Given that information, Lisandra decided to stop wearing it, and put it in her pocket instead.</p><p></p><p>We arrived at work on time and Maxwell handed two letters to Lisandra. Dima informed us that the dragonborn’s paperwork was almost done, and then we headed to our daily debriefing with Delft. We entered our office to find pastries and coffee waiting - a pleasant beginning to the morning, all told. </p><p></p><p>That didn’t last long. Delft was <em>furious </em>when he found out we hadn’t arrested Gale. He’d scarcely begun ranting at us before he excused himself, retired to his office, and swore at his room instead. Having suitably cowed the furniture, he returned and calmly informed us that he could see how, <em>under the circumstances</em>, we’d done our best.</p><p></p><p>Just to make things more awkward, Kaea knocked on the door and told Angharad that Saxby wanted him. Lisandra repressed her relief while Angharad swore and followed Kaea.</p><p></p><p>It turned out Saxby wasn’t the one who wanted him though, as Kaea spun him around and pinned him to a wall. “You’ve done good work, Mystic. The Old Stag thanks you for your service, and would like you to know you have the backing of fellow Mystics: including myself.” Confused, <em>irritated</em>, Angharad reluctantly gave his promise to continue serving the mystics, and turned towards Saxby’s office.</p><p></p><p>At which point Kaea called him a meathead and told him Saxby had actually wanted <em>Lisandra</em>. Sorry Lisandra… Her meeting with Saxby actually went… better than expected. It was merely a warning to release the dragonborn brothers discreetly to avoid political fallout - and Lisandra left feeling rather relieved.</p><p></p><p>Delft threw a newspaper at us - or rather, at the desk... but he probably <em>wanted </em>to throw it at us - and told us to read it. It was an article detailing Nevard’s upcoming rally and the thousands of people that would be attending, as well as dissatisfied dockers, and police blockades. Just what we needed. Naturally we were expected to make sure none of this blew up in our faces.</p><p></p><p>[ATTACH=full]121050[/ATTACH]</p><p></p><p>As we were contemplating <em>how </em>to do that, there was another knock at the door, and a guard came in, telling Angharad there was a child waiting for him.</p><p></p><p>And there followed… one of the most <em>adorable </em>scenes of the campaign thus far: as we met Angharad’s child factory worker contact - and apparent firedust smuggler and pickpocket - and discovered that not only did he have a list of people he wanted set on fire, but he was <em>quite willing</em> to sell illegal contraband to RHC agents. Ella… reluctantly… bought some firedust, and Cador told us that there was something unusual going on in the warehouse district near Nevard’s rally.</p><p></p><p>We headed out - giving Uncle Ivan the illegal firedust in the process - and made our way to the warehouse district. On the way Angharad shared with the others that Kaea was a Mystic.</p><p></p><p>At the warehouses Lisandra immediately noticed a terrible sound of wailing voices. No one else could hear them, but Ella’s cast of <em>Detect Planar Energy</em> indicated Bleak Gate energy was coming from the same direction.</p><p></p><p>We followed the signs to a warehouse and found it occupied by technicians burning papers and packing up lab equipment. A large iron golem leaking oil was occupying one corner. We developed a <em>cunning plan</em> to ambush them from above. It went quite well until Angharad’s fire blasts turned the iron golem into a <em>horrifying flaming metal skeleton that climbed onto the catwalk and attempted to murder him.</em></p><p></p><p>The pyrokineticist wasn’t deterred though, and beat the golem to a pulp with his flaming claws before it could do the same to him. The defeated golem and technicians started to fade, falling through the floor. The lead technician was last to go, despite our best efforts to keep him, but Lisandra did get in a rather pointed comment of “Give my regards to the Mayor,” before he vanished. The man’s expression suggested she’d hit some kind of nerve.</p><p></p><p>The scraps of burned paperwork detailed a process for replacing cat’s blood with witchoil and controlling them with enchanted collars. Now thoroughly concerned for the safety of Nevard’s rally, we set off to the Dawn Square, grabbing some police along the way to confiscate the materials from the warehouse.</p><p></p><p>We spoke to Nevard and prepared for the rally as best we could: canvassing the crowd but finding nothing out of place. As it turned out, <em>nothing </em>could have prepared us for the appearance of a dozen skeletal figures and their summoned skinless jaguars. There were screams as civilians fell beneath the jaws of the cats - and even as we began to fight, more cats started appearing from rusted metal rings.</p><p></p><p>[ATTACH=full]121051[/ATTACH]</p><p><em>Protecting Nervard: Angharad flies onto the stage to protect the skyseer (using Nilasa's necklace). The remaining constables become swamped by skeleton 'druids'. Anghard made this decision before Cillian summoned two more jaguars from the rusted water fountain behind the stage. </em></p><p></p><p>We managed to defeat the waves of assailants - although several of Nevard’s druids died in the process - and as the enemies faded into the ground and his druids’ bodies were removed, Nevard resumed his speech. He spoke of shadows and smoke, of dangers arising from Cauldron Hill twice-fold, and of the need for people to evacuate to protect themselves.</p><p></p><p>He also spoke of us - and our efforts to protect both him and the city - and as he did, many voices rose in agreement, citing our various deeds on behalf of the people of Flint. Rescuers of children. Saviours of the king. Protectors of the common folk. Capturers of arsonists. And defeaters of the Mighty Waffle Golem.</p><p></p><p>Nevard encouraged us all to travel to the Cloudwood, and Thames rallied the dockers to help the people of the Nettles evacuate. As the crowd dispersed, Nevard invited us to his wagon and shared 5 more visions: all cryptic and difficult to decipher.</p><p></p><p>Confused, conflicted, and torn between our duties and the desire to protect our loved ones, we eventually agreed to head back to headquarters and conduct our interrogation of the dragonborn brothers before heading to the Nettles.</p><p></p><p>On the way there, Avvakir was handed a note by a child, from a “scary shadow man”. It encouraged us to give up our investigation - supposedly for the “good of Flint”.</p><p></p><p>We weren’t convinced, and continued on our way. Back at HQ, we collected the paperwork from Dima and spoke to the dragonborn. They revealed that their employer - the one who had recruited them and paid them to burn down several factories - was none other than Angular Man. AKA Cillian Creed. Butler to Mayor MacBannin of the Nettles.</p><p></p><p>And that, my friends, was the <em>bombshell </em>we ended on. Here’s hoping it doesn’t explode!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Echolocation, post: 7963658, member: 7011911"] [I]"Miss, forgive me if you are not the type, but a boy has to ask. Would you be interested in procuring some illicit firearms or explosives?" - Cador, young factory worker and Anghard's contact peddling a backpack full of fire dust in the constables' office.[/I] [B]Session 15 Recap (Courtesy of Ella's player)[/B] We woke to a [I]lovely [/I]breakfast of waffles and toast prepared by Angharad, and over breakfast Ella attempted to Spellcraft Lisandra’s necklace again. She didn’t discern any new magical information, but [I]did [/I]notice the amulet appeared to have changed colour slightly, almost as if it were rusting. Given that information, Lisandra decided to stop wearing it, and put it in her pocket instead. We arrived at work on time and Maxwell handed two letters to Lisandra. Dima informed us that the dragonborn’s paperwork was almost done, and then we headed to our daily debriefing with Delft. We entered our office to find pastries and coffee waiting - a pleasant beginning to the morning, all told. That didn’t last long. Delft was [I]furious [/I]when he found out we hadn’t arrested Gale. He’d scarcely begun ranting at us before he excused himself, retired to his office, and swore at his room instead. Having suitably cowed the furniture, he returned and calmly informed us that he could see how, [I]under the circumstances[/I], we’d done our best. Just to make things more awkward, Kaea knocked on the door and told Angharad that Saxby wanted him. Lisandra repressed her relief while Angharad swore and followed Kaea. It turned out Saxby wasn’t the one who wanted him though, as Kaea spun him around and pinned him to a wall. “You’ve done good work, Mystic. The Old Stag thanks you for your service, and would like you to know you have the backing of fellow Mystics: including myself.” Confused, [I]irritated[/I], Angharad reluctantly gave his promise to continue serving the mystics, and turned towards Saxby’s office. At which point Kaea called him a meathead and told him Saxby had actually wanted [I]Lisandra[/I]. Sorry Lisandra… Her meeting with Saxby actually went… better than expected. It was merely a warning to release the dragonborn brothers discreetly to avoid political fallout - and Lisandra left feeling rather relieved. Delft threw a newspaper at us - or rather, at the desk... but he probably [I]wanted [/I]to throw it at us - and told us to read it. It was an article detailing Nevard’s upcoming rally and the thousands of people that would be attending, as well as dissatisfied dockers, and police blockades. Just what we needed. Naturally we were expected to make sure none of this blew up in our faces. [ATTACH type="full"]121050[/ATTACH] As we were contemplating [I]how [/I]to do that, there was another knock at the door, and a guard came in, telling Angharad there was a child waiting for him. And there followed… one of the most [I]adorable [/I]scenes of the campaign thus far: as we met Angharad’s child factory worker contact - and apparent firedust smuggler and pickpocket - and discovered that not only did he have a list of people he wanted set on fire, but he was [I]quite willing[/I] to sell illegal contraband to RHC agents. Ella… reluctantly… bought some firedust, and Cador told us that there was something unusual going on in the warehouse district near Nevard’s rally. We headed out - giving Uncle Ivan the illegal firedust in the process - and made our way to the warehouse district. On the way Angharad shared with the others that Kaea was a Mystic. At the warehouses Lisandra immediately noticed a terrible sound of wailing voices. No one else could hear them, but Ella’s cast of [I]Detect Planar Energy[/I] indicated Bleak Gate energy was coming from the same direction. We followed the signs to a warehouse and found it occupied by technicians burning papers and packing up lab equipment. A large iron golem leaking oil was occupying one corner. We developed a [I]cunning plan[/I] to ambush them from above. It went quite well until Angharad’s fire blasts turned the iron golem into a [I]horrifying flaming metal skeleton that climbed onto the catwalk and attempted to murder him.[/I] The pyrokineticist wasn’t deterred though, and beat the golem to a pulp with his flaming claws before it could do the same to him. The defeated golem and technicians started to fade, falling through the floor. The lead technician was last to go, despite our best efforts to keep him, but Lisandra did get in a rather pointed comment of “Give my regards to the Mayor,” before he vanished. The man’s expression suggested she’d hit some kind of nerve. The scraps of burned paperwork detailed a process for replacing cat’s blood with witchoil and controlling them with enchanted collars. Now thoroughly concerned for the safety of Nevard’s rally, we set off to the Dawn Square, grabbing some police along the way to confiscate the materials from the warehouse. We spoke to Nevard and prepared for the rally as best we could: canvassing the crowd but finding nothing out of place. As it turned out, [I]nothing [/I]could have prepared us for the appearance of a dozen skeletal figures and their summoned skinless jaguars. There were screams as civilians fell beneath the jaws of the cats - and even as we began to fight, more cats started appearing from rusted metal rings. [ATTACH type="full"]121051[/ATTACH] [I]Protecting Nervard: Angharad flies onto the stage to protect the skyseer (using Nilasa's necklace). The remaining constables become swamped by skeleton 'druids'. Anghard made this decision before Cillian summoned two more jaguars from the rusted water fountain behind the stage. [/I] We managed to defeat the waves of assailants - although several of Nevard’s druids died in the process - and as the enemies faded into the ground and his druids’ bodies were removed, Nevard resumed his speech. He spoke of shadows and smoke, of dangers arising from Cauldron Hill twice-fold, and of the need for people to evacuate to protect themselves. He also spoke of us - and our efforts to protect both him and the city - and as he did, many voices rose in agreement, citing our various deeds on behalf of the people of Flint. Rescuers of children. Saviours of the king. Protectors of the common folk. Capturers of arsonists. And defeaters of the Mighty Waffle Golem. Nevard encouraged us all to travel to the Cloudwood, and Thames rallied the dockers to help the people of the Nettles evacuate. As the crowd dispersed, Nevard invited us to his wagon and shared 5 more visions: all cryptic and difficult to decipher. Confused, conflicted, and torn between our duties and the desire to protect our loved ones, we eventually agreed to head back to headquarters and conduct our interrogation of the dragonborn brothers before heading to the Nettles. On the way there, Avvakir was handed a note by a child, from a “scary shadow man”. It encouraged us to give up our investigation - supposedly for the “good of Flint”. We weren’t convinced, and continued on our way. Back at HQ, we collected the paperwork from Dima and spoke to the dragonborn. They revealed that their employer - the one who had recruited them and paid them to burn down several factories - was none other than Angular Man. AKA Cillian Creed. Butler to Mayor MacBannin of the Nettles. And that, my friends, was the [I]bombshell [/I]we ended on. Here’s hoping it doesn’t explode! [/QUOTE]
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