Wildcard Bluff - RPLOG
Participants
Date
15/8/479
Log
Most people have cleared out of the main concourse, remembering what happened the last time the gangleader Wildcard made his appearance, leaving a contingent of guards and a scattering of freeswords to gaze up at what appears to be the disembodied head of a matte black hyena floating in the air. For the last 10 minutes, it has done nothing but grin and look around. Occasionally it looks like it is speaking or laughing, but there is no sound to accompany the apparition.
Zuri grips more tightly on the staff he's carrying. The small pegasus had just been doing his rounds and was soaring overhead when he spotted the familiar, giant head. No good news, for sure. He gently swoops down to a nearby street, and then approaches the main concourse quietly. He peeks around the area, remembering the wild stampede from the previous time and double-checking that noone is in danger before he steps up towards the gathering of freeswords, guards and other armed bystanders. He waves at the gathered as he steps up. "Hi.. what's going on? Anyone hurt?"
Cara is merely looking at the disembodied head of the hyena gang leader. She twitches for a second and begins to laugh as she removes her sabre from its sheath. Her smile practically grows as she looks up at the rather ridiculously grinning floating head. Soon, her laughter comes to a stop and she wipes a tear from left eye. She glances over to Zuri and grins as she holds her laughter back, "No, possibly the funniest member of the undead that I've scene in my life!"
Kurah exits the Freesword Inn to investigate the commotion, beady eyes wide at the peculiar spectacle. He looks to the small gathering and clears his throat. "... I am reasonably certain that this-" he gestures to the floating head, then looks to the laughing feline. "-is new. What... is going on out here?"
Angus sighs quietly as he adjusts the brim of his hat, having been awoken from a nap by a rather flightly guard with tales of a floating head. Of all the things to be panicing about, he had hoped it was more of a joke but the closer he gets to the main concourse the more he realizes the situation as he tightens the sling on his musket to keep it fom jostling in movement, squinting a little as he studies the image. "Don't see that everyday."
Cassidy was not feeling terribly sociable today. No crowds, no standing at the fore, ready to attack, no calling orders. Today, the fennec was off on a roof a few buildings over, by her lonesome, leaning on the edge of the building, her longbow propped next to her and a quiver on the other side. She'd be ready if she needed to be, but today she was simply observing from the distance, her feathered cap keeping the sun out of her eyes.
Lidara steps into the main concourse not too long after eveyone else, looking for the most part his usual self, he even still had his backpack on right now, though he did also grip a quarterstaff in his right hand. He had to come down here the moment that he heard about a floating head in the middle of the city of course, after all, who wouldn't have their curiosity piqued by that, and he had of course had also thought the entire thing was a joke.... But, here he is now, standing in the concourse and staring at a floating hyena head, his own slightly tilted to the side.
"Strangest bloody thing I've ever seen," the guard captain on duty says after saluting Angus, "And creepy as Hell. Hasn't done anything yet it just sits there an-"
The burly boar in uniform is interrupted by a sudden cackle of eerie laughter fills the square. "Is it on?" comes the familiar voice of Wildcard, "They can hear me now? Perfect!" The black hyena cackles again and grins wildly. "Hello again friends!" he says, eyes not really focused on anyone in particular, "It's been so long since I got to talk to the good people of Firmament! I'm here to give you another taste of the justice that has been so long absent in our fair city!" The floating image flickers and suddenly shows the hyena standing in the air beside the bound and gagged figure of a HIPPO in fine clothing!
Zuri nods at Cara. "It's unlikely we'll be able to beat it quite just by thacking it. But if last time was any indicator, they-" He pauses as the head begins to speak, the salamander not looking concerned until the image shifts to show a hippo, bound and gagged. Zuri, that sweetwater boy, born and raised in Firmament, gasps audibly. "Is.. is that one of the Goods? Is that a royal?" He looks around in a bit of a panic. "T-they wouldn't dare hurt him, would they?"
Cara's laughter immediately comes a slow, but sure halt. She turns her head slightly from the sudden sight of the Hippo in fine clothing being bound and gagged by a hyena. She turns to face Angus, Zuri, and Cassidy before taking a deep breath and asking in a deadpan tone, "Angus, Cassidy, Zuri, could you explain to me why I'm seeing a member of the royal family bound and gagged right now and who that hyena is?"
Kurah took a step back once the image began cackling, suitably convinced that the head was neither benign nor a prank when the image shifts to show the hippo. "... justice? Wait, is he going to..." He fell silent and faded into the crowd, a grave look on his face. He was no fan of the royal family, but this wasn't a time to crack wise, and instead eavesdropped on the others present who seemed more in-the-know.
Angus cringes a little as the thing laughs. "Yes, I can see why that's unnerving. Nails on a chalkboard sound better." Cara's laughter gets a roll of his eyes, but as soon as the Good comes into view his focus shifts and his attention is drawn while questions are thrown around. "Everyone calm down, we need to think not panic." He comments, studying the image for a few moments to see if he can pick up anything.
A frown crosses Cassidy's face, the fennec giving a quiet sigh. She wasn't going to react, though. He wouldn't get the satisfaction. Instead, she glances around the city's rooftops, seeking any other notable signs of life or projection point.
@Angus Roll me some history.
Lidara simply keeps his attention on the floating head, but he does perk an ear up when the captain starts to speak, and after a moment a small smile even starts to form on his face. This... was certainly something. "Wow...." Whether or not there was anymore to that thought, the orange cat immediately goes quite when the head starts to speak, his smile fading along with it. Once the hippo comes into view though, his eyes widen a bit and his other hand goes to grip his quarterstaff, wielding the weapon in a more battle ready way, giving a quick nod to Angus as he does so. "Right." Even if he's not a native, he knew that it'd be bad if this was really a noble.
"We are on the verge of a new era!" the floating hyena cackles, "The corruption ingrained in the system is embodied in the royal family!" He paces around the bound and frightened looking hippo who watches him like a minnow watching a shark. "Now, Romulus here is not a very important royal, I admit, but we can call this a symbolic first step, right?"
