Shadowy Solacious part 2 - RPLOG

Participants

• Angus
• Bite_PC
• Ictus
• Ixitixl
• Kurzon
• Mirana

Date

12/3/476

Log

The shadow infected figure draws ever closer to the group, if it gets any closer it will have no trouble coming into contact with Ictus and the others. It's solacious house crest glistens in the limited light, the air around him seemingly full of forboding and dread. He eyes Ictus with malicious intent, there doesn't seem to be any recollection in his eyes. The two thugs groan and start moving to the front, they had a job to do and they knew it. One of them whips out a snare, the other a bag of powder.

Mirana watches as the shadow creature gets near to them. It looks at Ictus and she feels that her cousin is in more danger then anyone here. Concerned for his safty, Mira pulls some quick math to pull earth from the area around to add to and buffer the fellow fox's defence. She takes note of the thugs taking up weapons and other items, but isn't sure exactly what is going on. "Samuel? This.. creature, and who or what is Samuel?"

Ictus blinks at those eyes... Those oh so familiar eyes that were once full happiness at the sight of him and shakes his head as he tries to find his resolve, "He's... He's my brother..." as he takes up his daggers in a purely defensive position, his stance faultering a bit as he looks at Samual. "What happened to you..." his eyes are full of sorrow, he barely registers the earth math around him

Angus faults as he hears who the other fox is and turns to stare at him. "Your brother......" He doesn't have long to stare as he notices the thugs and what they are doing. With a frown he steps up next to his cousin and faces the Thugs, his Saber pointed in their direction. "Well....this complicates things."

Shaken with visions of pain and violence, Kurzon can only listen delirioursly as the words of his allies reach his ears in his disjointed jaunts in and out of conciousness, pushed back under by seering agony and possible concussions and pulled toward awakedness by concern for his people and the sounds of worried speach nearby.

Ixitixl doesn't like the looks of those thugs, and he doesn't hesitate to say so! "I, um... I don't know wh-what... those two are planning, but I don't sss... I mean I... I don't suspect we... we should let them do it." ...That is, he doesn't hesitate more than he generally hesitates to say anything. He paces forward alongside Angus, hovering a hand near the grip of his weapon, looking past the ruffians and the shadow to the battered bear on the far side. "I...if someone will, um... cover me, I'll... I'll try to help, um... him!" He gives a nod of his head to indicated Kurzon, lacking a name.

The shield of earth protection settles over Ictus, and as Angus turns to face the thugs the one with the snare nudges Angus to face forward, saying "We're the least of your problems idiot." as he works to try and net him. The fox dodges the net easily and then slams the thrower to theh ground. The other quickly reacts by tossing powder into the beasts face, which seems to disorient and weaken it but not bring it down as intended. "What the..." he says as he steps back and over his pal in surprise. The creature seems ready to strike again. Near Mirana a small child pops out to inspect the going ons, a young girl in a tattered dress holding a doll.

Mirana watches the thugs try to subdue the shadow in front of them. She wonders a moment if there is anything that could be done to stop it. “Your... brother?” She says looking over to Ictus, but then holds her head and whines, “Brother... I.. I should.. know.. why can't I... remember.” She seems as if in pain but shakes her head and tries to refocus. She is about to try another protection spell when she notices a small child, a young girl pop out. She stops her math work and looks to Ictus. He should be fine, and she can patch Angus up later. She turns to the girl, "Come little one, this isn't a safe place." she says, moving quickly to the child and picking them up. She turns to the group again, they needed help, but, she could help them more by being ready to mend their wounds. Right now she needed to clear the area of innocents.

Ictus blinks as his brother strikes the thugs and shakes his head, "Focus... He's... He's not your brother anymore..." as he hesitantly attempts to stab the shadow in the back

Angus grudgingly looks away from the thugs and back to the fox. "Okay then..." He makes a mental note to have a 'chat' with those two after the fight and smiles to Ixitixl. "Wish granted." Steping forward he strikes, intending to hit the fox in the back of the skull with the flat of his blade.

Ixitixl spares a glance after Mirana as the vixen runs off, knitting brows. Losing more from their ranks is probably not what they need at the moment, but it can't be helped. He gives Angus an anxious nod as the grey-furred vulpine sets off to fulfil his request, and as soon as the distraction is in full swing he barrels straight through! ...In so much as one is able to barrel in a full suit of plate mail. See also: not much. But he seems to make it past the shadow unmolested? That's a start! And fairly confident that he's out of harm's way, he starts preparing his potent potables for tending to the bear. "Thankyoubecareful!"

The slowed and disoriented shadow is stabbed in the back by Ictus, and then wanged on the back of the head by Angus! It stumbles... backwards, and as it brushes against Angus it takes the chance to slam it's foot into his kneecap, the blow weakened by armor but not nullified by far. He is pelted in the face by another dose of powder, and seems on the verge of passing out.

Ictus winces as his kneecap is slammed into and goes down with an oof, he looks at his brother and shakes his head as he tries to get up, grunting as he takes the pain and probes the shadows emotions as he prepares to manupliate them into confusion

Angus knew he had to by sometime for Ixitixl as he got to the downed Priest, and he had to get Ictus out of harms way. He didn't want to hurt one of his own family to badly, but he couldn't let this go on. So he did something foolish, shoving his sabre back in it's scabbard he charges, letting out a challenge as he throws his shoulder into the shadows chest, trying to throw it to the ground as a distraction.

Ixitixl arrives at his destination! Which was a few feet from where he began! So it didn't really take all that long, I guess! It just seems that way, in comparison to the fast-paced heat of combat going on just a few paces yonder, between fox and fox and fox with special guest star powder-throwing miscreant. Already ready by the time he drops to kneel beside the bear, he sets about applying bandages and salves and all that good stuff to the out-like-a-light ursine.

Ixitixl does a great job of aiding the beat up and downed bear, but the same cannot be said for the trio of foxes. As Angus collides with the shadow fox he is met with equal resistance, sending Angus backwards and falling onto Ictus with a downward thrust elbow. The creature doesn't seem to have what it takes to stand back up, and the thug dumps the bag in it's face and helps their friend up, who begins to work with him to work the creature into the net.

Ictus grunts as he is interupted and shakes his head as Angus falls on top of him, "H-hey! What do you two think you're doing!" he struggles to get out from under Angus in hopes of getting to the thugs

Ictus grunts as he is interrupted and shakes his head as his brother falls on top of him, "H-hey! What do you two think you're doing!" he struggles to get out from under his Samual in hopes of getting to the thugs who are trying to get away with his brother... Again...

Angus staggers as he meets the solid wall of resistance in the shape of Samual, grunting when he rebounds with a shocked look on his face. Falling flat on his hindquarters he blinked before he stood back up, his anger rising as he once again see those thugs going after his cousin. "Take one more step and I'll sever those empty head of yours from your bodies!" His words are accented as his sword once more appears, hard eyes glaring at the two thugs as he went through a few mental calculations and prepared a spell to aid in just that.

Snapping back from a tortured dream after swinging back and forth for so long, Kurzon reaches up to grasp the hand that just touched him. A moment later his eyes focus and he finds it isn't one of the attacking thugs that he shot in the rear looming over him and that meant they had either escaped or were in trouble right? How had he...Oh yes the fox took him down!

Woozily he shakes his head and immediately struggles to rise, already reaching for his tome and hammer as he prepares to return to battle only to find the fox down and what appear to be friends and allies being...netted?  Without even a second more of thought he raises one hand and begins a prayer, calling on the creators' might in with all the intent of smiting the thugs in the name of the fallen.
 
"Easy, brother." No, not a thug at all, but the level and reassuring smile of an iguana in the familiar colours of the Church. Ixitixl helps the bear right himself so much as he may, turning with him to the trio of foxes and the brutes with their nets. He says nothing more, since, well, Angus and Ictus have mostly covered it, he just stands ready for whatever might come next!
 
The thugs don't stop, saying "Are you telling me you want him free and unbound? You're insane." "He's never going to be himself again. You can do the honors of killing him, but if you don't we're taking him back. He's a danger to everyone, he's not himself anymore." The second bandit says as they finish binding up Samuel. "Now how about you stop the hostile act and decide what you're gonna do. You gonna kill us punk? You gonna kill us for downing and binding a rampaging shadow? We haven't even tried to leave you arrogant jerk, we just secured the area." The shadow wrecked solacious is unmoving, apparently out cold.
 
Ictus blinks at that and shakes his head with a sigh, "No... We won't let him free... But give him to us. Maybe... Maybe..." he shakes his head and sighs
 
Angus growls as he realizes they are right, and he drops the tip of his sword. Reaching into his cloak he then pulls out his coin purse and throws it at them. "There...I said I would give you a thousand crowns if you answered us. Give him to us and I might be persuaded to give you more."
 
Bringing his armored hand down to clench in a fist, Kurzon's words rumble forth with an authority he never shows outside of battle, the bear growls, the effort of his calculations and channeling bringing about a focus and ire as he relives everything he witnessed these thugs do in the time of this incident...no he has little intent of just letting them walk off, wether they have money to look forward to is not his business, but smiting evil doing, oh yes, that is.
 
Ixitixl glances over and up at Kurzon once, twice, thrice ... takes two little shuffles of his feet away from the ursine, reassumes his combat-ready stance, darts another glance over ... takes one more step. He clears his throat. "Um... per-perhaps you should, um, if they have any more, that is, ah... see if they have any more of that powder? Lord Solacious? ...That sedated the Shadow. It, um, I mean, if we need it..."
 
As the larger of the two thugs is hit by a smite, and those close to the bear feel inspired. The thug is weakened but undetered, they snatch the money and carefully pass Angus the being. "I hope you have more than you two to hold him, you saw how many we came with. When he wakes up he's going to be ticked, and he'll just break out again before too long." Upon hearing Ixitixl the smaller of the two pulls out two sacks of powder, passing one to Angus and keeping the other at ready, watching them carefully. The other starts to back away, as the rest of the thugs return at arms and in numbers. Turning to them he makes a few hand gestures as he speaks, saying "They paid us, lets find a new employer." before the two thugs start to back away with their armed comrades.
 
Ictus nods as he holds his benetted brother up, wincing as he has more preesure on his knee and shakes his head at Kurzon with a glare, "That wasn't needed..." he looks to the thug and nods in thanks as he starts to move towards the others with Samual in tow
 
Angus nimbly caught the sack of powder as he nodded to the thugs. "Alright then, thank you for doing business and may you have a safe journey." Turning his back on them he walks up to the others. When he moves closer to Kurzon he taps the bear on the shoulder with the flat of his blade. "I would rather not prevoke them. I would hate to see the church lose another one of it's fateful to lead poisoning and musket fire." Turning he gave the thugs a wary glare as they started to back off.
 
Kurzon frowns, his attention on pursuing the departing thugs when a blade moving in his direction snaps his focus in to verifying it is not moving in a threatening manner or speed.  This allows Angus' words to reach his ears, though at first they confuse him as it seems silly that someone would bother trying to poison his food AND shoot him...it'd be more sensible to focus on one or the other...or would the lead poisoning come from stabbing with lead weapons?  That seems like it'd be awfully heavy and difficult considering his armor and the soft nature of lead compared to other met..ooooh.  Wait, is he being threatened into silence about this matter by house Solacious? Wait, one fox did not automaticly call kinship with another...or did they?  

 "I don't understand...are you unwilling to see this through to it's completion or am I misunderstanding your words sir?"
 
Ixitixl slinks up behind and off to the side of Kurzon, clearing his throat to get the bear's attention before sputtering out, in an even softer voice than usual. "I, ah, I believe that Lord Solacious is...is satisfied with the res... the reh-resolution of this situation as it ... stands." He gestures with both hands as he speaks, keeping his body bowed reverently towards the nobel vulpines, ready to defer to them if he oversteps his bounds in speaking on their behalf. "We should, um, with... withdraw now while the shadow is... is still, um, incapah...incapacih... asleep, since we... uhm, don't... don't know h-how long that will last..."
 
The group of thugs back away, slowly as most of them continue to face the group. Once they are a safe distance away they start to round a corner, and dissapear from view. It won't be long before they're all gone, a heavy repeater crossbow trained on the group as they leave. The shadow remains downed for the time being, unsturring.
 
Before the thugs get too far Ictus stops and ponders, "By the way... Ten thousand crown to anyone with useful information about this Kate..."
 
Angus sighs and rubs at his forhead. "No I'm not unwilling and yes you are misunderstanding your words...I was trying to tell you that it isn't a good idea to threaten them as they are ready and willing to shot us." Ixitixl is given a glare, before he shakes his head and sighs. "honestly Ixitixl, you were perfectly fine with me before you learned I was a noble." As soon as Ictus offers the crowns he turns and clears his throat to get their attention. "Make that twenty thousand."
 
Kurzon listening to all of the currenc being tossed around his suspicions are confirmed, these fox are all nobles and this matter is an inhouse issue spilling into the streets, though apparently all of the trouble doesn't originate there.  Huh.  But there is still so much more information to be gained and getting shot wont get it for him and then how will he explain his actions to the Abbot when he finally brings that child in for redemption?  "If this is so, then I thank you for warning me...And you sir, for patching my wounds." Turning to his nervous saviour with those last words, he bows most humbly.
 
A wane smile is all he can offer Angus in lieu of an apology. "Oh, um!" Ixitixl's face turns dark, dark green as Kurzon bows to him. "You h-have our... men...mentors in the... in the Church to... to thank...thank for thattheyareverygoodteachers." He, turn, bows to the bear, and... stays bowed, possibly because he's waiting to become unflustered to rise.
 
A couple of the thugs turn around, the promise of crowns enticing. THe rest of them follow, the whole group ready to fire upon shadow possessing heros. One of them holds out their hand, awaiting payment as the rest seem to watch the area warily.
 
Ictus looks to the one with the outstretched hand and nods as he gets out a pouch of crown, he tosses it to the thug before speaking, "Half now, half after the information." it doesn't pay to put it all upfront after all
 
Angus nods to his cousin as he jingles the bag for them to see. He smiles at the antics of the two others as he lets his cousin speak, the powder at the ready in case the shadow woke up.
 
Kurzon is of course returning the bow of the iguana in turn as he replies "You are of course correct, our instructors are wonderous in their patience and thoroughness and I shall pray blessings upon their heads as well as your hands.  Know that you have won a fast friend in Kurzon Erufe' and I only hope you will turn to me if ever you need aid, Brother."  Slowly the martial force is draining from the bear, though his grip on his hammer remains steady as the thugs come back and money once more is used as leverage.
 
Ixitixl stares at the ground at some indeterminable point between his feet and Kurzon's, a wonderful, blissful point occupied only by dirt and stone, where he can't see any part of another person and can thus slowly fool his mind into believe he's the only person there. Except that they won't stop talking. "Ixi...Ixit-t-tixil." he feels compelled to introduce himself, in return, "Puh-Priest Adept." However the approach of a lot of thugs puts him on edge, and he rises, if only so he isn't in prime position for someone to sneak up and lop his head off.
 
The thug checks the crowns and whispers something to Ictus, looking around like they're about to be stabbed, before securing the other half of themoney and departing.