Warriors Of The Coast

[Bront]

Zan works his way through the crowd to get towards where the cries were coming from, taking Khalia's hand and leading her through.

OOC: Minor note, Archivists can't spontaniously drop for cure spells, unless I'm missing something in the class.

Edit: Nevermind, you have spontanious healer.

 

[James Heard]

Nelson curses under his breath and patted the pretty thing on her shoulder, dismissing her and straightening his shoulders. Turning his body language immediately in an almost creepy manner, Nelson made his way toward the guardsman.

Though it was Nelson, it was not. Subtlely his body language declared that this wasn't a Luttin at all, but someone to be trusted and confided with. He clapped a firm grip on people's shoulders as he passed, and nodded with a formal glint in his eye at the other guardsmen.

OOC: Diplomacy Check +7 + an Action Point. Defer to me, you suckers.

"Watchman tell me, are we under attack? Where did you find her? Should we round up some of the militia and make to the walls?"

There, that ought to make some sense out of thise mess. Ouch, that looks like it hurts. I think I can see her boob.

Nodding authoratively at the Watchman's answer, Nelson clapped a caloused hand upon his shoulder.

"You did good. Get her to her father and to a healer. We'll do what we can. We all do." he nodded with the steely glint of a fellow killer.

This is so cool. I wonder if this is what it feels like to be a nobleman? I should totally do this all the time. Why didn't I think of this a long time ago? I totally saw her boob.

 

[DEFCON 1]

OOC: My apologies drothgery and Bront, I should have been more clear with the description. The actual time between Rarril Thom rushing past (with you following him) and the Watchman coming through with Jina was great enough that you both would have been out of earshot. Please assume you both are coming up on the militia outpost right behind Thom as he's calling out for Watchmaster Silversun. Nelson was the only one still in the area when the Watchman came through with Jina.

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Nelson moves up to the Watchman, who is trying to get through the throng of people coming up and following and crowding him. Jina's howls of pain make the situation even crazier. However, when Nelson comes up and begins assuming a bit of a commanding presence...

"Watchman tell me, are we under attack? Where did you find her? Should we round up some of the militia and make to the walls?"

...everyone surprisingly begin to calm down a bit and gives them all space to continue moving. Not too shabby. [Diplomacy TN 20 / 13+7+4=24 *success*]

"You did good. Get her to her father and to a healer. We'll do what we can. We all do."

The Watchman carrying Jina nods his thanks and continues walking, with Nelson right along. "Thanks friend... name's Rodden. I'm going to take her to Mistress Juja. She'll be able to heal the girl." Nelson immediately recognized the name of the dragonmarked halfling woman who ran the small Healer's Compound in town. "I sent little Rarril Thom up ahead to get her father and to bring him to Mistress Juja's. Hopefully he'll meet us there. Don't worry about hitting the walls, she was outside the city quite a ways from what we gathered, and she says she took care of the two who attacked her. But her brother's been taken missing, so I'm sure a party'll be going back out there soon."

Both Watchman Rodden and Nelson continue on towards the Healer's Compound.

 

[James Heard]

"I sent little Rarril Thom up ahead to get her father and to bring him to Mistress Juja's. Hopefully he'll meet us there. Don't worry about hitting the walls, she was outside the city quite a ways from what we gathered, and she says she took care of the two who attacked her. But her brother's been taken missing, so I'm sure a party'll be going back out there soon."

Both Watchman Rodden and Nelson continue on towards the Healer's Compound.

Nelson nodded affirmatively, still walking in the stiff, uncomfortable cadence of the mayor or Master Silversun. How the hell do they manage this all the time? My back!

"How did this happened? Was it the Lizards or something else?"

Maybe when she sees what a hero I am Jina will let me put a baby in her. That would be so cool. I wonder what I'd look like if I had pointed ears? Probably even better than I look now. Hrm. Maybe it wouldn't be good to have competition from my kid? Hey, did he say something about her brother?

@#$%!!! If Mistress Silversun is worried about that idiot she won't be making chowder!

@#$%!!!

"Once she's healed we'll have to make haste to rescue her twin. I only pray that we find him before it's too late." Nelson said, his brow furrowing in masculine determination.

Annabeth better really miss me tonight. This hero crap is hard work.

 

[stonegod]

When Silversun begins his tirade, Ari puts up his hands in a concilitory gesture. Its just business. I protect this town as much as you do, just in my own way. Don't forget that. He begins to turn to Garrick, hopefully to convince him of the easiest (and most profitable) way to extract himself from that cage, when all hell breaks loose.

"Watchmaster Silversun! Watchmaster! It's Jina! Sir! Sir!"

A steely look comes over Ari immediately; any trace of jest or play are immediately gone as his right hand goes to the hilt of his blade. If Nelson could see him right now, he would know the true face of a killer. When he speaks, it is cold and direct.
"Be quick about it, boy. What is it with Jina? Where is she, where is her brother, and how do we help? Now."

 

[Greatfrito]

Amy follows the others out of the building, trying to find out what exactly is happening outside. He gives a slight shrug and shake of the head to Garrick on his way out, displeased with Silversun's response, but respectful of the situation the Watchmaster is in.

Outside he sees the turmoil surrounding the young Jina and is just dumbfounded the the number of people around. He hangs in the back, trying to stay out of the way, and trying to hear as much about what's going on as possible.

Whatever 'tis, it can't be good.

 

[DEFCON 1]

Watchmaster Silversun walks outside the outpost just as the young shifter springs up to him. A number of the other Watchmen follow him out, along with Ari, Amy, and Tarviss. From up the street, Khalia and Zan both also come into view. Rarril Thom's commotion has caused a number of folks in the street to turn and watch the proceedings as well.

Breathing extremely heavily, Rarril tries to pass on the information. "Sir-- huhhh huhhh... sir... it's your daugh-- huhhhhh..."

"It's okay, son. Calm down. Breathe. Now slowly..."

Rarril nods, swallows and continues. "Your... daughter... Jina, sir. She's hurt. She and Jango were outside the city and got attacked. Watchman Rodden is taking her to Juja's Compound. No one knows where Jango is. He's missing... kidnapped maybe. Jina doesn't know what happened."

If the Watchmaster was at all concerned about his children, he certainly put on a brave face to cover it. The other Watchmen immediately begin shouting to him to let them go speeding outside of town to go looking for the boy, but the wise elf immediately goes into commander mode and quiets them down.

"All right! Listen up! Men... your duty is still to the southwest borders. This changes nothing! Seawell's defenses are still our primary concern." There's a number of attempted protests at this, but he raises his hand and shushes them. He instead turns to Ari and Taviss. "Tell d'Tharashk he's got another contract. I'm hiring you guys personally. You're hunters... please go find my boy." He then turns to Amycothe. "I don't have time to get you up to date on militia duty, but if you're still willing to help out... please go with Osten and Jarga. Another swordhand will be important I think. And in fact... Boggs... let Yandson out. He knows the ruins out there better than anyone... have him go with them in case the trail takes them out that far. I'll take responsibility for his release with Dhelleck." Watchman Boggs nods and goes back inside to let Garrick out of his cell.

He then turns to the rest of the crowd and shouts above the din. "Anyone else available to join this search party? If yes... follow us to Mistress Juja's! All right, men! Let's go! Back to work!" And with that... Watchmaster Silversun, Rarril Thom, and everyone who is volunteering to join the search party begin hustling to Mistress Juja's Healer's Compound.

 

[drothgery]

"Anyone else available to join this search party? If yes... follow us to Mistress Juja's! All right, men! Let's go! Back to work!" And with that... Watchmaster Silversun, Rarril Thom, and everyone who is volunteering to join the search party begin hustling to Mistress Juja's Healer's Compound.

It occured to Khalia that quite possibly no one in town, except Jina, her brother, and Garrick -- who had all had minor scrapes in the ruins removed by her arts -- and Zan, who knew quite well what was in her prayerbook, knew she had healing spells available to her (or any magic at all, for that matter). Still, the healer was more than competent, and if Mistress Juja still had the powers of her mark available today, she could do at least as much as Khalia could... if not, well, Khalia had yet to cast a spell today.

"Please count on my aid in this." Khalia said to Master Silversun, dragging Zan to the front of the group hustling to Mistress Juja's.

 

[Bront]

Zan looks at Khalia, "Well, looks like we'd volunteered before we even knew it. I think the maps can wait another day or two. Besides, there's a tale here I'm curious to hear."

Zan never was one to volunteer for heavy work, but he was loyal to his friends and never was one to turn down the chance to learn something or back down from a puzzle, and this certaintly seemed like both.

'Well, you wanted to get out of the library, so you've no one to blame but yourself.' Zan thought to himself. 'At least Ari and Khalia know what they're doing.'

 

[Kralin Thornberry]

"Ok, alright, I'll talk. I found the 'shards about 10 miles west-northwest of town! Now lemme out of here, "Garrick yells.

"I did my part, now you do yours. I don't have time!"

ooc: Sorry, no network at work, and, once again, outages on my cable service. Seems to be running, but slowly.