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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 7374324" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>Session 46, Part Three - Marseines?!?</strong></p><p></p><p>Another side-effect of the event was that it had glowed broad daylight for a few minutes. Not the dazzling, mile-wide radiance of the Fall of Srasma, but enough to be seen from great distance away. They moved smartly back in the direction of the river. Ranging ahead, Uru saw three figures moving towards them. Stealing closer, he saw that they were deva, in heavily cowled, billowing grey robes. Leon and Marbo went to talk to them. Leon, dressed in a Danoran officer’s uniform, found the deva keen to appease the military, but equally certain of their own right to be here. Sly tried to send them on their way, but Leon decided they might be useful and brought them to meet Uriel, who told them he was searching for memories. Intrigued the three deva led them to meet their leader, Lady Emselle d’Grise who sheltered with her community of deva echatologists in the incredibly large Hall of Victories. It turned out that Lady Emselle had known Malthus (Uriel’s eighth incarnation) very well. Uriel asked her if her current state of mind would change if he could show her a way to access all of her past lives. She said no. In answer to his question she cited her greatest accomplishments, all of which she had achieved hundreds of years ago. Now she was bored. Pointedly, Korrigan asked if perpetual life could make a person lose their humanity, but this was rhetorical, as he had a certain person very firmly in mind when he said this. Rumdoom and his entourage also engaged the deva in philosophical conversation: they approved of anyone who took control of their own ending.</p><p></p><p>The deva were asked if they could help the unit get on to the island. Lady Emselle asked why and when Uriel said one of his memories was there she was keen to help. The deva had small fishing boats, she said, as they didn’t come here to starve to death. But they had to be careful not to be seen on their approach. Others in the group objected. They feared reprisals from the military. Gupta said, “Maybe that is your End?” Quratulain said, “What are they going to do? Kill you?” </p><p></p><p>In the end, the deva agreed to point them in the direction of their boats and no more: Simple sail-boats big enough for three or four, a small fleet lay tethered upriver from the island. At the water’s edge, dull vibrations from Urban Postulraris could be felt even more strongly, and Kasvarina was certain that Borne was approaching. They wondered why the Dead Magic Zone didn’t stop the colossus. Leon said the zone might explain why they could hear its footsteps in the first place, the realm in which it was trapped being a magical one. Perhaps has it got closer to the Lance it would leave the Dreaming altogether?</p><p></p><p>Any sense of urgency at this prospect did not prevent a long debate about their course of action. At length, it was decided that Uriel would play the part of a fisherman hired to bring Leon and Sly (military messengers) to the island. Uru would hide in the boat. The other,(wearing re-breathers fashioned for the Deep One expedition) would cling to the underside of the boat and swim along. (Quratulain needed no such aid, and simply walked along the river bed unaided.)</p><p></p><p>They could not access the island from the north, as sheer cliffs led straight up to the walls of the ruined lance, so they made their way round to the south and approached a rudimentary dock. Steps from the docks led to a gun turret. Leon hailed the sentries and echoed the appropriate military codes (duly supplied by Marbo). They clambered up a ladder onto the dock and said they had come to conduct a surprise inspection. The infamous colossus was approaching and they wanted to be sure the defences were up to standard. (Meanwhile Uru crept close to the turret, and the others surfaced to keep an ear out.)</p><p></p><p>A junior officer explained that, while the off-duty men (numbering around two dozen) slept in the barracks (here he made an airy gesture to the first floor of a building that may once have been a cathedral), the barricades were continually manned by a similar number, reinforced by porteurs de mort and several new-fangled ‘anti-infantry machine guns’. “Then, of course, there is Master Chief Faradio and his, tank. But Lt. Marseine will be able to explain in more detail.”</p><p></p><p>While a sentry dashed off to fetch the sleeping Lieutenant, Marbo nudged open a nearby door and saw barrels – rows of barrels marked with a tell-tale flame symbol – stored nonchalantly on the ground floor of the barracks building. If he was in hybrid form his ears would have stood on end. He turned back to the conversation just as Lt. Marseine arrived.</p><p></p><p>To an expert judge of body language like Marbo, it was immediately apparent that Leon recognised the Lieutenant and the Lieutenant recognised him; the tell-tale twitch of the Marseine’s fingers warned of impending action but before he could move any further, Marbo’s rapier was pressed to his throat. Instantly, Leon’s blade was out and at the throat of the first officer, and Marbo had a throwing dagger in his off-hand aimed at the other three sentries. “On your knees, all of you. Hands behind your heads.” They gave a signal to Uru and began tying the men up. Swiftly and silently Uru killed the two gunners and alerted the rest of the unit who swarmed onto the dock.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, Marseine was muttering threats to Leon and Sly, while marvelling at his own dumb luck. “Ever since that day on Axis Island, I’ve been hearing stories about Leon Veilleux. They said you would be coming here, but I didn’t believe them!”</p><p></p><p>Marbo told him to shut up. They needed to move fast. A plan was hit upon quickly: fire the cannon, sound the alarm and run towards the barricades (with Leona and Sly up front) – see how much time that bought them before the porteurs opened fire. Of course, they would chuck a grenade into the fuel depot to add to the chaos. Korrigan balked at this latter idea. Just as the group began to move, Marbo noticed he was about to shout a warning and clamped his hand over Korrigan’s mouth. “It’s them or us. Let them fend for themselves.”</p><p></p><p>At that moment, Kasvarina held up her hand and gestured for them to listen. Not more footsteps this time: They could hear music in the distance, from up on top of the hill. If they hadn’t already known the song, they wouldn’t have been able to pick it out over the noise of the river. It was Kasvarina’s lullaby!</p><p></p><p>There was no time to puzzle this out. Uru had scampered off minutes ago, and now the cannon sounded. The unit set off at a run. Behind them, one of Rumdoom’s retinue rolled a grenade among the fuel barrels and ducked for cover. Seconds later, the cathedral erupted and shouts of alarm could be heard from the men behind them. Silhouetted against the flames, the unit dashed across open ground. Marbo was up front, heading for a machine gun emplacement to the left, waving his arms and yelling, “We’re under attack! Hold your fire! Hold your fire!” Then he leaped over the barricade and attacked the gunners.</p><p></p><p>Thanks to the element of surprise, the swiftest among them had reached the lower barricades before the enemy could react. The others were close but still in open ground when all hell was let loose: enfiladed rifle fire; withering bursts from heavy machine guns; hidden snipers targeting the exposed.</p><p></p><p>Uru buzzed overhead on Little Jack. Wearing Kai in a sling on his back, Korrigan kept Rumdoom and Leon close to him as they advanced surely and steadily. Gupta ran ahead and joined Marbo in his assault; Uriel was just behind them but was forced to huddle against the barricades as a machine gun strafed over him. Quratulain and Kasvarina leapt over a barricade on the right and between them dispersed an entire squad of riflemen who, falling beneath their blades, broke and ran for the next level of cover.</p><p></p><p>Quratulain could see another machine gun emplacement above her, churning out bullets in a deadly swarm. Realising the danger it posed, she charged straight towards it. The others thought she had taken leave of her senses as the gunners turned and aimed the gun straight at her. But all the bullets really did was slow her down. The gunners watched in horror as she continued her inexorable approach with bullets bouncing off her loudly and harmlessly. When she reached the second barricade, they too broke and ran.</p><p></p><p><strong>End of Session</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 7374324, member: 79141"] [b]Session 46, Part Three - Marseines?!?[/b] Another side-effect of the event was that it had glowed broad daylight for a few minutes. Not the dazzling, mile-wide radiance of the Fall of Srasma, but enough to be seen from great distance away. They moved smartly back in the direction of the river. Ranging ahead, Uru saw three figures moving towards them. Stealing closer, he saw that they were deva, in heavily cowled, billowing grey robes. Leon and Marbo went to talk to them. Leon, dressed in a Danoran officer’s uniform, found the deva keen to appease the military, but equally certain of their own right to be here. Sly tried to send them on their way, but Leon decided they might be useful and brought them to meet Uriel, who told them he was searching for memories. Intrigued the three deva led them to meet their leader, Lady Emselle d’Grise who sheltered with her community of deva echatologists in the incredibly large Hall of Victories. It turned out that Lady Emselle had known Malthus (Uriel’s eighth incarnation) very well. Uriel asked her if her current state of mind would change if he could show her a way to access all of her past lives. She said no. In answer to his question she cited her greatest accomplishments, all of which she had achieved hundreds of years ago. Now she was bored. Pointedly, Korrigan asked if perpetual life could make a person lose their humanity, but this was rhetorical, as he had a certain person very firmly in mind when he said this. Rumdoom and his entourage also engaged the deva in philosophical conversation: they approved of anyone who took control of their own ending. The deva were asked if they could help the unit get on to the island. Lady Emselle asked why and when Uriel said one of his memories was there she was keen to help. The deva had small fishing boats, she said, as they didn’t come here to starve to death. But they had to be careful not to be seen on their approach. Others in the group objected. They feared reprisals from the military. Gupta said, “Maybe that is your End?” Quratulain said, “What are they going to do? Kill you?” In the end, the deva agreed to point them in the direction of their boats and no more: Simple sail-boats big enough for three or four, a small fleet lay tethered upriver from the island. At the water’s edge, dull vibrations from Urban Postulraris could be felt even more strongly, and Kasvarina was certain that Borne was approaching. They wondered why the Dead Magic Zone didn’t stop the colossus. Leon said the zone might explain why they could hear its footsteps in the first place, the realm in which it was trapped being a magical one. Perhaps has it got closer to the Lance it would leave the Dreaming altogether? Any sense of urgency at this prospect did not prevent a long debate about their course of action. At length, it was decided that Uriel would play the part of a fisherman hired to bring Leon and Sly (military messengers) to the island. Uru would hide in the boat. The other,(wearing re-breathers fashioned for the Deep One expedition) would cling to the underside of the boat and swim along. (Quratulain needed no such aid, and simply walked along the river bed unaided.) They could not access the island from the north, as sheer cliffs led straight up to the walls of the ruined lance, so they made their way round to the south and approached a rudimentary dock. Steps from the docks led to a gun turret. Leon hailed the sentries and echoed the appropriate military codes (duly supplied by Marbo). They clambered up a ladder onto the dock and said they had come to conduct a surprise inspection. The infamous colossus was approaching and they wanted to be sure the defences were up to standard. (Meanwhile Uru crept close to the turret, and the others surfaced to keep an ear out.) A junior officer explained that, while the off-duty men (numbering around two dozen) slept in the barracks (here he made an airy gesture to the first floor of a building that may once have been a cathedral), the barricades were continually manned by a similar number, reinforced by porteurs de mort and several new-fangled ‘anti-infantry machine guns’. “Then, of course, there is Master Chief Faradio and his, tank. But Lt. Marseine will be able to explain in more detail.” While a sentry dashed off to fetch the sleeping Lieutenant, Marbo nudged open a nearby door and saw barrels – rows of barrels marked with a tell-tale flame symbol – stored nonchalantly on the ground floor of the barracks building. If he was in hybrid form his ears would have stood on end. He turned back to the conversation just as Lt. Marseine arrived. To an expert judge of body language like Marbo, it was immediately apparent that Leon recognised the Lieutenant and the Lieutenant recognised him; the tell-tale twitch of the Marseine’s fingers warned of impending action but before he could move any further, Marbo’s rapier was pressed to his throat. Instantly, Leon’s blade was out and at the throat of the first officer, and Marbo had a throwing dagger in his off-hand aimed at the other three sentries. “On your knees, all of you. Hands behind your heads.” They gave a signal to Uru and began tying the men up. Swiftly and silently Uru killed the two gunners and alerted the rest of the unit who swarmed onto the dock. Meanwhile, Marseine was muttering threats to Leon and Sly, while marvelling at his own dumb luck. “Ever since that day on Axis Island, I’ve been hearing stories about Leon Veilleux. They said you would be coming here, but I didn’t believe them!” Marbo told him to shut up. They needed to move fast. A plan was hit upon quickly: fire the cannon, sound the alarm and run towards the barricades (with Leona and Sly up front) – see how much time that bought them before the porteurs opened fire. Of course, they would chuck a grenade into the fuel depot to add to the chaos. Korrigan balked at this latter idea. Just as the group began to move, Marbo noticed he was about to shout a warning and clamped his hand over Korrigan’s mouth. “It’s them or us. Let them fend for themselves.” At that moment, Kasvarina held up her hand and gestured for them to listen. Not more footsteps this time: They could hear music in the distance, from up on top of the hill. If they hadn’t already known the song, they wouldn’t have been able to pick it out over the noise of the river. It was Kasvarina’s lullaby! There was no time to puzzle this out. Uru had scampered off minutes ago, and now the cannon sounded. The unit set off at a run. Behind them, one of Rumdoom’s retinue rolled a grenade among the fuel barrels and ducked for cover. Seconds later, the cathedral erupted and shouts of alarm could be heard from the men behind them. Silhouetted against the flames, the unit dashed across open ground. Marbo was up front, heading for a machine gun emplacement to the left, waving his arms and yelling, “We’re under attack! Hold your fire! Hold your fire!” Then he leaped over the barricade and attacked the gunners. Thanks to the element of surprise, the swiftest among them had reached the lower barricades before the enemy could react. The others were close but still in open ground when all hell was let loose: enfiladed rifle fire; withering bursts from heavy machine guns; hidden snipers targeting the exposed. Uru buzzed overhead on Little Jack. Wearing Kai in a sling on his back, Korrigan kept Rumdoom and Leon close to him as they advanced surely and steadily. Gupta ran ahead and joined Marbo in his assault; Uriel was just behind them but was forced to huddle against the barricades as a machine gun strafed over him. Quratulain and Kasvarina leapt over a barricade on the right and between them dispersed an entire squad of riflemen who, falling beneath their blades, broke and ran for the next level of cover. Quratulain could see another machine gun emplacement above her, churning out bullets in a deadly swarm. Realising the danger it posed, she charged straight towards it. The others thought she had taken leave of her senses as the gunners turned and aimed the gun straight at her. But all the bullets really did was slow her down. The gunners watched in horror as she continued her inexorable approach with bullets bouncing off her loudly and harmlessly. When she reached the second barricade, they too broke and ran. [B]End of Session[/B] [/QUOTE]
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