The Reconquista: Part I (Shadows over Istivin)

[Seeten]

Anastasia hears Latalya's words and looks toward the temple, and at the worker. She spurs her horse into a blaze of activity, urging Faith to run like the wind(OOC: Burst of speed to double his movement). When she gets there, she will attempt to pull the man up onto the horse and ride him out of danger.

"Look Out! Move! Move!" Anastasia calls out, entreating the man to pay attention, as she gets up beside him, she calls down, "Grab on to me."

OOC: I believe with burst of speed I move 320 feet this round, so I dunno quite how far away he is, but if I can reach him, pick him up, and move on(Ride by Attack) I will.

 

[James Heard]

Mishell and Meres shared a look for a moment of sudden surprise at Latalya's warning, and immediately began scanning the area for hidden snipers and antagonists.

Meanwhile, Mavic snarled something under his breath and did nothing, not having prepared anything particularly appropriate to the occasion that day for rescuing laborers from anything less than a giant or orc assault. Ah, sometimes he wished that he'd had the knack for sorcerery.

 

[Hypersmurf]

The elf's ears perk up and he gives you a sly smile, "Help yourself to what Cook is offering in the mess hall, if you can stomach it. I have yet to learn how myself."

"Captain, you're a gentleman," Reivik pronounces with a grin. "Shall we leave these two to their conversation, One-Shot?"

But as the whispers give way to shouting, he snaps his attention back to the pair...

"What?" he nearly barks, "You have aligned yourself with the petty nobles who squabble over the rotting carcass of our country? They tear at the heart of the motherland and care nothing for the greater good!" His intensity continues growing and he begins to gesture about more violently, "Can't you see what these vultures are doing? They, and those who make common cause with them are what is behind this decay!"

"What would you recommend, Captain?" Reivik puts in, curiously.

He mentally runs through a few ideas for a speech to calm the captain down in case things turn ugly...

 

[Ranger Rick]

..."What?" he nearly barks, "You have aligned yourself with the petty nobles who squabble over the rotting carcass of our country? They tear at the heart of the motherland and care nothing for the greater good!" His intensity continues growing and he begins to gesture about more violently, "Can't you see what these vultures are doing? They, and those who make common cause with them are what is behind this decay!"

George lowers his voice to elicit calm. "I have been in the field too long, please enlighten me as to what I have down wrong and your advice to rectify this error. I can abandon my current mission. After all I came here to seek your counsel. Tell me what I should do?”

EDIT: OOC: Another diplomacy check? Would Sense Motive +15, Spot +17 be helpful as well?

 

[Scotley]

Morley Human Ranger

Morley comes out of his breakfast reverie and addresses the Captain. "Hold on there Captain, not everyone that wants to get their land back is a noble or a courtier. Some of us are simple farmers, born and raised in this land, who have fought for it since the trouble began. Let's not be hasty in lumping us in with those jumped up outsiders who as you so aptly put it feed on the carcass of our land like vultures. You've known George here too long to assume he'd do something so foolish."

OOC: Attempt to aid another's diplomacy check.

 

[Branding Opportunity]

Before the Temple of Pelor

Having seen and been aware of the danger to the laborer before anyone else, Latalya is the first to react. The elven eldritch knight speaks three brief words of power and instantly four golden, feathery wings composed of focused light spring from her back, unfurling until they each spread twelve feet from her. Momentarily crouching into a steeple runner's starting position, she pushes off from the ground with great force, launching herself skyward, glowing wings digging into the air. Within a few heartbeats she has covered the forty feet between her and the laborer, where more than a little violently she collides with him, pushing him out of harm's way.

Momentarily dazed, he looks around, trying to get his bearings, before looking at the more-than-human figure standing above him, shimmering golden wings framing her. He stammers, "What happened? Why did you do that? Are you sent by Pelor?"

Before she has a chance to answer, the block which has slid free of the scaffolding more than fifty feet above comes hurtling down. It explodes with an enormous thump when it hits the pavement stones of the square, shattering into a thousand pieces. Tiny pieces or rock and marble shower all of you, knocking many folks over, and a huge cloud of dust rises up. When it settles, a fine dust covers everyone in the vicinity, making them resemble the many statues on Pelor's temple.

Anastasia controls her mount as it bucks and whinnies, momentarily startled by the loud noise and flying stone. Being a creature of the gods it quickly regains its bearings. The paladin looks about, relieved that the danger to the laborer has passed.

Mishell and Meres quickly recover from the shock of the exploding rock and scan all around them for any hidden dangers, although none present themselves to their trained eyes.

OOC: Anastasia's post was rendered nonsensical by Thanee's actions, which is why I skipped it, sorry. As there are no more obvious threats, we are now out of combat time.

 

[Branding Opportunity]

In the Eastern Keep

Ren listens to all of you as you try and talk some sense into him. After hearing you out he looks down at the ground, sighs, and you can see his whole body visibly relax. His head snaps back up and he looks at George again, "Very well, soldier, maybe I jumped to conclusions and assumed the worst. You have never let me down before."

He once again looks at George appraisingly before stating, "If you truly want to help, you and your friends can meet me at the tolling of Pelor's bell, night after next. Meet me outside the Trade Gate, to the south of town. I will introduce you to a few good people then." He briefly salutes, and begins walking away. After a few steps he stops, turns around and remarks, "Oh, and don't wear anything that would reflect the light of the moon, or make too much noise. Just like in the old days." He winks at George, then turns on his heels and strides away.

Morley:[sblock]As soon as the Captain began to relax, his hand moved away from the blade it had been inching towards.[/sblock]

 

[Scotley]

Morley Human Ranger

Morley breathes a sigh of relief when the meeting is over. "You have interesting friends George. I really thought he was going to draw his sword on you for an instant there. Well, I expect our late night meeting will be interesting. After that, I for one could use a hearty breakfast. Then perhaps we can look about for my band of adventurerers?"

 

[Hypersmurf]

Morley breathes a sigh of relief when the meeting is over. "You have interesting friends George. I really thought he was going to draw his sword on you for an instant there. Well, I expect our late night meeting will be interesting. After that, I for one could use a hearty breakfast. Then perhaps we can look about for my band of adventurerers?"

"'Interesting'?" Reivik repeats. "Hmm. That's one word for it..."

He glances about.

"... but perhaps we can discuss that away from here. How about breakfast at the Viceroy? It should be a likely haunt for adventurers, and it's supposed to be around this side of town..."

He trails off, silently mouthing what looks like lines of a poem or song, then spits a particularly vile Giantish curse word.

"Idiot flower-munching parsley-sniffing dabblers!" he snarls. "'The rising sun' means east! The Trade Gate is on the side of the setting sun."

He visibly calms himself, and shrugs. "Ignore that suggestion," he sighs. "I still think it's a good bet for tracking down old heroes, but it's clear across the city from here. Breakfast can't wait that long!"

 

[Thanee]

Latalya

After coughing a few times from the dust and while dusting off her clothing, Latalya speaks to the worker. The wings of light slowly dissolve into nothingness in the meantime.

“No, Pelor did not send me, or rather, I do not know, if he was involved in our timely appearance. I think you were just lucky. I saw the stone block sliding out of its place and threatening to crush you, so I had to act quickly, sorry for the harsh treatment, I didn't see any other way. Are you alright?”