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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>Tis a warm day for the winter, a comfortable seventy degrees as the party marches along the road towards Mossy Stone, approaching the forest the encloses it, now darkened with few signs of life. Other than a few stubborn hold outs, the area has been largely abandoned to the horrors that lurk within.<br> <br>Mirana had been trying to get together something for this for a while now, and it seemed finally her prayers and words had been answered. She comes along in her best battlement incase words were far from enough. Kits tended to in the nursey back at Solacious Manor. Always thankful for the staff they had there and the treatment she got from them. She was ready with a great many creater artifacts ready to go, looking around for whom else may join her.<br> <br>Siyu adjusts his glasses, despite the tempreture the rodent doesn't feel that uncomfortable. Born and raised in the desert, the heat doesn't bother him, even under all that gear. The chainmail is backed and fronted by leather, making it very quiet, and the rough heavy gloves are the same. He's wearing what looks, at first glance, like a skirt, but they're really long, heavy bags of powder, a full load, nearly down to his ankels. His hair tight in a chonmage and uner a helmet. A musket on his back, and a cannon under his arm. The rodent marches with the rest of them.<br> <br>Fenris adjusts his high collared coat and checks his gear. He has become fairly familiar with the desolation of Mossy Stone, helping to hold the undead in check. "I can't believe we are finally doing this," he says to no one in particular. It is simultaneously exhilarating and terrifying. He idly touches the golden soul gem peeking from his pendant. He hopes he is ready.<br> <br>Selena doesn't seem particularly pleased despite the occasion, the wolfess largely paying attention to the road ahead and ignoring most of the banter for any reason. "I hope you have a plan better than 'walk in and hope to find something'." She growls. One could fault her for the tone due to the location or setting, though it's difficult to be sure, perhaps looking underdressed for the occasion in comparison to the others there.<br> <br>The city is not hard to find, with the road wending its way towards it through the forest. The forest itself is quiet, as if the animals within also lurk and hide, waiting for better days.<br> <br>Mirana gives a smile seeing SIyu and Fenris arrive, and a polite nod to Selena. "Yes, a plan more then just wonder and hope is had. We will head for the Shrine of Saint Alan, during my last campain through I noticed some strange things in there. From there move over to Fred's if we have found nothing else. Lastly, the Ruins of the Eastern Tower. My general thought was that where there is an old one, there is a caller of course. The question being, where are they?" She says back, looking into the City. She starts up her machines, and looks to her company, a lioness, Amy. "We will take point if no one else feels comfortable." She says.<br> <br>It is eerie how quiet it is around Mossy Stone. Fenris watches the approaching walls with growing apprehension. The unquiet dead are worryingly quiet. "How are we supposed to find. . ." he thinks for a moment before invoking the name of a spirit, "the bone queen's caller?" he asks, "And what do we do when we find them?"<br> <br>Selena simply shakes her head, the unnatural quiet of the areas certainly not taking the edge off of anything. "let me make this abundantly clear, just in case anyone forgot, then. This is mossy stone - and what 'last campaign'? I don't recall you ever leading troops here before.... Anyway. You don't turn a corner and expect nothing there. you don't pass a building and presume it's uninhabited. Do not pass a corpse and assume it won't get up." the wolfess rubs her temples. "The reason I'm here is because of two things: I'm a living radar for old one callers and frankly ai have no intention of leaving a group trying to make this trip in peace because the last one left all but one person dead."<br> <br>Brutus arrives, looking even more uncomfortable than usual. Settling for a flowy pair of spare work robes from the House and his fur still immaculately groomed, he looks like the unlikelist possible soldier. All that swagger and confidence he flaunts about town is long gone, though, and a close observer might notice him trembling somewhat as he clutches the head of his cane tightly.<br> <br>Siyu adjusts his glasses and he'll keep the cannon cradled, he'll give a little hum, and as we apprach the city he'll bein pulling out the long matches. letting them rest on his chest. Long enough so that  they'll burn for hours, not so long they'll come in contact with his powder bags. He gives them a finger and waits to see what the first move is. He'll give a little cough as the walls come closer and closer, "Anyone have a light?" he finally inquires as he'll hold up the edge of a match, stepping up near Mirana, feeling a bit safer near her.<br> <br>As the group approaches the city, they are given a warm welcome in the arms of four of the undead masses standing guard before the gates. They lurch to life as the party comes near, ready to defend their post to the end of their unlife.<br> <br>Fenris looks up at the broken gates and prepares himself for battle as he sees the approaching shamblers. He feeds all of his fears to his inner flame. There is a hardness to his eyes that would be very foreign to anyone used to seeing him with his guitar at the inn. The tiger draws on his power and throws himself into battle, his form suddenly bursting into golden light. He lays about with stunning efficiency at the undead.<br> <br>Looks back to Selena a moment, "The campain to help the bandit camp not days ago, and to scout the area, Siyu was there, as was Dio." She says, looking over as the zombies come to them. Commands given to machines, math magic and herbs dispenced. Amy doing her work to put down as many things as she can before they can come close to anyone else. After the zombies are cut or burned down, Mira wipes a stray hair from her face. "THank you all, Selena, Brutus, Siyu, Fenris. Now, lets keep moving in." She says, leading the way down the streets.<br> <br>Siyu gets his matches lit, and soon there's four burning fuses along his chest, giving off a little cherry glow. He'll tuck the hand cannon under his arm and unsling his blunderbuss.  Then there's the undead, a shock and surprise again, a match flicks and the blunderbuss roars, spitting fire and powder and steel. He's packed steel balls for this mission, panting as the 'buss is slung and the cannon comes out, and then there's another powder roar and a black of smoke fire and ball. But then there's only four of them. He blushes a bit, seems as if he was a little too eager. He flattens his ear and nervously pulls his powder bags up and begins to reload after the pyrotechnic display. <br> <br>Brutus's lugubriousness is gone and he's moving faster than one suspects he ever has before. Glancing from side to side, his chest heaving as he pants, he asks "Is...that it? Did we make it" in a voice quivering with a strange blend of excitement and fear.<br> <br>Much unlike conventional opposition, the wolfess doesn't seem to have any qualms with treating the undead to her magic - one kind or another, the tried and tested spells do their job as the others do theirs, whether of fiery nature or other. "Mirana, don't thank us yet. we aren't even in mossy stone proper<br> <br>Make it, well, in a fashion. The group has at least entered the city. Eyes can be felt as the forces of darkness leer just at the edge of sight, crouched and lurking in the darkness as they await the right moment to approach this formidable group of the living.

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Participants

• Brutus
• Dio
• Fenris
• Mirana
• Nuku
• Selena
• Siyu

Date

12/2/477

Log

Tis a warm day for the winter, a comfortable seventy degrees as the party marches along the road towards Mossy Stone, approaching the forest the encloses it, now darkened with few signs of life. Other than a few stubborn hold outs, the area has been largely abandoned to the horrors that lurk within.

Mirana had been trying to get together something for this for a while now, and it seemed finally her prayers and words had been answered. She comes along in her best battlement incase words were far from enough. Kits tended to in the nursey back at Solacious Manor. Always thankful for the staff they had there and the treatment she got from them. She was ready with a great many creater artifacts ready to go, looking around for whom else may join her.

Siyu adjusts his glasses, despite the tempreture the rodent doesn't feel that uncomfortable. Born and raised in the desert, the heat doesn't bother him, even under all that gear. The chainmail is backed and fronted by leather, making it very quiet, and the rough heavy gloves are the same. He's wearing what looks, at first glance, like a skirt, but they're really long, heavy bags of powder, a full load, nearly down to his ankels. His hair tight in a chonmage and uner a helmet. A musket on his back, and a cannon under his arm. The rodent marches with the rest of them.

Fenris adjusts his high collared coat and checks his gear. He has become fairly familiar with the desolation of Mossy Stone, helping to hold the undead in check. "I can't believe we are finally doing this," he says to no one in particular. It is simultaneously exhilarating and terrifying. He idly touches the golden soul gem peeking from his pendant. He hopes he is ready.

Selena doesn't seem particularly pleased despite the occasion, the wolfess largely paying attention to the road ahead and ignoring most of the banter for any reason. "I hope you have a plan better than 'walk in and hope to find something'." She growls. One could fault her for the tone due to the location or setting, though it's difficult to be sure, perhaps looking underdressed for the occasion in comparison to the others there.

The city is not hard to find, with the road wending its way towards it through the forest. The forest itself is quiet, as if the animals within also lurk and hide, waiting for better days.

Mirana gives a smile seeing SIyu and Fenris arrive, and a polite nod to Selena. "Yes, a plan more then just wonder and hope is had. We will head for the Shrine of Saint Alan, during my last campain through I noticed some strange things in there. From there move over to Fred's if we have found nothing else. Lastly, the Ruins of the Eastern Tower. My general thought was that where there is an old one, there is a caller of course. The question being, where are they?" She says back, looking into the City. She starts up her machines, and looks to her company, a lioness, Amy. "We will take point if no one else feels comfortable." She says.

It is eerie how quiet it is around Mossy Stone. Fenris watches the approaching walls with growing apprehension. The unquiet dead are worryingly quiet. "How are we supposed to find. . ." he thinks for a moment before invoking the name of a spirit, "the bone queen's caller?" he asks, "And what do we do when we find them?"

Selena simply shakes her head, the unnatural quiet of the areas certainly not taking the edge off of anything. "let me make this abundantly clear, just in case anyone forgot, then. This is mossy stone - and what 'last campaign'? I don't recall you ever leading troops here before.... Anyway. You don't turn a corner and expect nothing there. you don't pass a building and presume it's uninhabited. Do not pass a corpse and assume it won't get up." the wolfess rubs her temples. "The reason I'm here is because of two things: I'm a living radar for old one callers and frankly ai have no intention of leaving a group trying to make this trip in peace because the last one left all but one person dead."

Brutus arrives, looking even more uncomfortable than usual. Settling for a flowy pair of spare work robes from the House and his fur still immaculately groomed, he looks like the unlikelist possible soldier. All that swagger and confidence he flaunts about town is long gone, though, and a close observer might notice him trembling somewhat as he clutches the head of his cane tightly.

Siyu adjusts his glasses and he'll keep the cannon cradled, he'll give a little hum, and as we apprach the city he'll bein pulling out the long matches. letting them rest on his chest. Long enough so that they'll burn for hours, not so long they'll come in contact with his powder bags. He gives them a finger and waits to see what the first move is. He'll give a little cough as the walls come closer and closer, "Anyone have a light?" he finally inquires as he'll hold up the edge of a match, stepping up near Mirana, feeling a bit safer near her.

As the group approaches the city, they are given a warm welcome in the arms of four of the undead masses standing guard before the gates. They lurch to life as the party comes near, ready to defend their post to the end of their unlife.

Fenris looks up at the broken gates and prepares himself for battle as he sees the approaching shamblers. He feeds all of his fears to his inner flame. There is a hardness to his eyes that would be very foreign to anyone used to seeing him with his guitar at the inn. The tiger draws on his power and throws himself into battle, his form suddenly bursting into golden light. He lays about with stunning efficiency at the undead.

Looks back to Selena a moment, "The campain to help the bandit camp not days ago, and to scout the area, Siyu was there, as was Dio." She says, looking over as the zombies come to them. Commands given to machines, math magic and herbs dispenced. Amy doing her work to put down as many things as she can before they can come close to anyone else. After the zombies are cut or burned down, Mira wipes a stray hair from her face. "THank you all, Selena, Brutus, Siyu, Fenris. Now, lets keep moving in." She says, leading the way down the streets.

Siyu gets his matches lit, and soon there's four burning fuses along his chest, giving off a little cherry glow. He'll tuck the hand cannon under his arm and unsling his blunderbuss. Then there's the undead, a shock and surprise again, a match flicks and the blunderbuss roars, spitting fire and powder and steel. He's packed steel balls for this mission, panting as the 'buss is slung and the cannon comes out, and then there's another powder roar and a black of smoke fire and ball. But then there's only four of them. He blushes a bit, seems as if he was a little too eager. He flattens his ear and nervously pulls his powder bags up and begins to reload after the pyrotechnic display.

Brutus's lugubriousness is gone and he's moving faster than one suspects he ever has before. Glancing from side to side, his chest heaving as he pants, he asks "Is...that it? Did we make it" in a voice quivering with a strange blend of excitement and fear.

Much unlike conventional opposition, the wolfess doesn't seem to have any qualms with treating the undead to her magic - one kind or another, the tried and tested spells do their job as the others do theirs, whether of fiery nature or other. "Mirana, don't thank us yet. we aren't even in mossy stone proper

Make it, well, in a fashion. The group has at least entered the city. Eyes can be felt as the forces of darkness leer just at the edge of sight, crouched and lurking in the darkness as they await the right moment to approach this formidable group of the living.