Twilight Brawl-Part 1 - RPLOG
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The contract helpfully had the directions to the warehouse on there. The air ship trip is rather uneventful as usual, the trip taking most of the day before it finally lands in the air docks located in the outer city.
Supposing that the beings have followed the directions correctly they would zig zag there way through the warehouses and craftsmen guilds of the outer city of Cliffside until they reach one of the smaller warehouses. There they will see a familiar young sparrow being standing in front of the cargo door with a cart and some beings who are taking out some crates and loading it on the cart.
Zuri walks confidently towards the destination, the salamander getting ever more comfortable with the city's layout on account of how much time he has spent here lately. He speeds up as he recognizes the sparrow being waiting for them. "Mervyn!" He calls out as he approaches the cart, smiling brightly.
Thelergramor still hates flying on airships! The wolf (Currently all reptilian and basilisk) navigates through Cliffside easily, the directions provided keeping it simple enough, getting sidetracked with the occasional pass at another being as he makes his way to the warehouse. He's wearing a shirt of chainmail, but otherwise is clothed as he tends to be, armed quite clearly with a rapier while concealing a few other weapons on his person. He heads on up to the warehouse, looking over the cart. Smiles over at Zuri, then pockets his hands and glances around. "This the place, yeah?"
"Wait up, little dude!" Burton calls out, jogging along after Zuri, obviously worried about getting lost in the unfamiliar area. He slows to a swagger when the warehouse comes into view. "Whew!" he puffs, "Good run! Hey, Feathers!" The Beefalo looks with interest at the cart and its contents while waiting for further instructions. He wears a loose, hooded coat over his skin-tight leather armor and a pair of short pants that only barely manage to be decent.
Having traded out her more colourful tailcoat for a black one, Cassidy makes her way along with the others, humming softly. "A defense job! That's exciting," she chimes, nodding. "Haven't done something like this in... Oooh, a while."
"Mmhm," Natska agrees, keeping pace. She gives Thel a small nod and a smile, then looks back to Cassidy. "There's been so much business here lately. Maybe we should just take a working vacation here."
Mervyn motions for the beings to continue loading the crates as he turns around to look at the arrivals, "Hmmm, I see that the Freeswords have a really low selection." he says with a grin on his beak, peering down at Zuri, "Double dipping, eh?" the sparrow quips with a snicker. "Well then, I assume that you know what you are doing here. Inside is the warehouse warden. I will be returning here in a couple of days to check on things." he says as he motions towards a side door into the warehouse, "Go through that door, Mister Copperfield will give you the details." And with that Mervyn goes to check on the cart.
Zuri peers back, and smiles brightly as he spots Burton. He waits for the broffalo to catch up, then walks alongside him towards the sparrow being. He giggles at the sparrow's mention of 'double dipping'. "What can I say, plenty of jobs to go around, and I'm not a fussy 'mander!" He walks inside when bidden, nose wiggling as he observes the warehouse.
Thelergramor smiles at Cassidy and Natska, happy to see them apparently, nods in greeting to them and Burton, and turns back to Mervyn. "Don't need much of a selection if you consistently get good Freeswords." The basilisk moves off towards the door, heading inside quietly and peering about for the warden.
Burton stomps alongside Zuri, ducking into the warehouse. "It's just cheaper to stick around, Dude," the Broffalo says, then lowers his voice to whisper to Zuri, "And I get wicked sick on those airship things, Brah."
"It's a bit far for most of the Freeswords in Sweetwater," Cassidy says, nodding. "Most prefer to stay local. But yes, as long as we have time to prepare, all should be well," she says, rubbing her chin. "I can think of some things to... Set up before any trouble might come looking."
Natska nods at the sparrow, then heads for the warehouse. "We'll need to see the entire structure, of course, any extra doors or entry points."
The group who enter through are greeted by a small office room with another door leading into the warehouse. Inside, sitting in his desk, is a middle-aged leopard wearing some brown robes and showing off the symbol of the adaptable clan on his chest. "Ah, hello, hello." he says with a nervous voice as he motions for the mercenaries in. "You can call me, Copperfield. I am the warden here. You are here for the job? of course you are, excuse the silly question." the leopard lets a soft anxious laugh before coughing and looking into a paper in front of him before looking back at the group, "Ah, yes. So anyway. Your job will start in a couple of hours. You will stay here until late dawn. You will guard the warehouse and make sure to apprehend any would be trouble-makers or thieves...there are also a couple of rules." Copperfield quickly looks down on the piece of paper in front of him and then back at the group, "First of all, there are a lot of fragile equipment inside so if you are forced to fight in here be extremely careful. Also you are not allowed to use any area maths or any kind of maths that might hurt the wares. Damaging the goods might force Mister Ridgewell to reduce your payment. He is a reasonable man, but if the damage too great he might instead make you pay for the broken wares." the leopard says with a nervous cough, looks like he had never dealt with foreign mercenaries before. "Any questions?"
As he asks that Mervyn enters the room, "All done Copperfield, everything ready here?"
Zuri smiles at Copperfield, wiggling his nose. "Hmm... I maaaaay use some Divine Math to protect our group in case of attack, and I can even use it to protect the wares maybe, but I won't be using any destructive stuff." He smiles. "No questions here sir! Seems pretty straightforward." He peers around the warehouse, and with a moment of concentration he slowly shifts form to that of a pegasus, albiet one that still bears a few vestigial traits that indicates it is really him. He snorts cutely. "All the better to scout with!"
Thelergramor straightens his posture, standing a bit more professionally but not as much as he does for militia commanders. "Seems simple enough. Should anyone break in, you want them subdued or should we hold back a bit less? Just asking, didn't bring my blackjack with me, don't like to take chances with my life but if you don't want them hurt too bad... Just need to ask." The basilisk glances over at Cassidy. "Might be able to help you with that. Not a bad plan." Referring to her allusion to traps, if he understood correctly.
Burton listens intently, then screws up his face in thought. Some of that stuff was sounding kind of familiar. What was it that Su-Su had told him about fragile things? He can't exactly remember, but something something UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES something something seemed about right. He shrugs it off and moves on. There was guarding to do, after all! "No problem, Brah!" he says to the leopard with an easy grin, "Don't do any of that magic-y stuff anyway!" The big meathead looks around for a likely spot to guard. And maybe something heavy to lift repetetively while they wait.
Cassidy taps the chin of her mask, giving a nod. "No question. For you at least," she says, before looking to her companions. "I'm going to camp out on the roof. If my fire won't be much use here, I'm going to see about some... Alternative equipment I've got packed away. And I'm going to set up a string and bell through one of the windows. If I see trouble either on the roof, or -from- the roof, I'll ring the bell and you can be prepared," she says, glancing up towards one of the windows. "Assuming they open, anyway. Try to use noise making traps rather than anything too... Harmful. Bear traps, maybe, but you know. Things to slow and delay attacks."
Natska nods at Cassidy after her initial sweep is done. "Would you like me to keep you company up there, Cass, or keep an eye on..." she pauses, glancing at the others, "things in here?"
Mervyn crosses his arms as he shrugs, "Sure, you can use the roof. Just go up the ladder to the catwalks up there. The winds can be opened, you can use one of them to climb up there, but better do it late at night. You will be kinda obvious there." the sparrow says as he looks around, "Also don't forget to patrol outside, we will give you two copies of the keys to the side door, the cargo door will remain locked at all times. Anything else, Copperfield?"
The leopard shakes his head at the sparrow and takes out the two pairs of keys, setting them on the table, "Not at all, I am ready to start locking up the place now if everyone is ready."
Zuri dashes over towards Cassidy, wings fluttering as he comes to a stop next to her. "If you're going to patrol outside, I'm coming with!" He smiles brightly. "We can check out the windows and surroundings for any possible weaknesses or points of entry." He turns to the leopard and nods. "I'm ready!"
Thelergramor rubs at his basilisk crest, covered by his hood as he realizes: They didn't comment on his question of keeping non lethal. Shrugs, takes his hand back and grabs one of the keys. "I'll remember to patrol. Hope it rains..." Not sarcasm, the absililsk smirking as he looks over the others. "I can be wherever you think you'll need me, though."
"I'll just chill here," Burton drawls, having found a likely crate that he is rhythmically lifting and setting back down, "You just shout if you need me! Don't worry, I'll be ready!"
Cassidy flashes a little smile to Zuri. "If you want! I won't be doing much patrol work, though. I'm just going to get my bell set up, get my weapons," she says, patting her bag. "Maybe swap my soul gem, and wait for nightfall before I set up on the roof." She reaches into her pocket to swap around her gems for a moment while she still has the time.
Natska gives Cass a nod, then looks over at Thel. "I like pacing, so you and I can trade off walking the ground patrol then. Since we have some time, I am going to relax and focus." The jaguar moves to the center of the warehouse and takes a seat on the floor, then closes her eyes.
The leopard stands up and goes to close the cargo door, "Also dead men tell no tales. So keep them alive will you, the only one who will get the bad rep for killing our assailants here are foreign mercenaries." the sparrow says before taking one of the spare keys, "In retrospect, just one key is enough, and keep it inside."
It does not take more than a couple of minutes for the leopard to finish sealing the ware house and locking his desk, the two departing and letting the freeswords on their own to plan this evening.
Zuri nods at Cassidy. "I just figure I could use a quick stretch of my wings. Can't fly without a bit of exercise first!" He smiles at the leopard. "Yes sir!" He waves the leopard off, then turns towards the rest of the group, ready to help them prepare.
"I'll refrain from hitting any intruders in the throat, then." The basilisk nods, hand falling to his rapier. "Someone take this key, I'll patrol around for a bit. Switch off with Nats later." Thel nods, turning to go pace about outside teh warehouse for a while, watching for anyone who reminds him of himself circa last year...
People who look like thieves, basically. Doubts anyone will be that obvious...
Burton seems more than content to continue his exercises. He has stopped lifting the box and has started doing sit ups. "Here Bro!" he grunts at Thelergramor, waving for the basilisk to toss him the key before going back to counting his repetitions.
Cassidy nods at Zuri, setting off outside. "Get one of the windows open, please? That will be the window I hang the bell from," she says, setting her bag down to unpack the rest of her weaponry, stringing her bow and sliding a few more throwing knives onto her person before plucking up the bag again and making for the roof.
Natska watches Cass go, then looks around the interior of the warehouse. After a moment she gets up, stretches, then starts slowly pacing the interior while she waits. [Oh. Should have asked. Does anyone hear me?]
Zuri nods at Cassidy. "Will do!" The jovial pegasus smiles brightly, then picks up a short flight up towards one of the large windows near the top, the one across from the side entrance. He unlatches the window and creaks it open about half-way, enough that a being might think he could squeeze through.
A couple of hours pass, the traffic in the district slowly dieing down as the night watchman calls the eights hour of the night.
The people inside the warehouse obviously notice nothing of note. Thelergramor sees nothing out of the ordinary just the occasional night watchman passing near the area and checking the mathemagical lamps on the street opposite to the warehouse. Zuri and Cassidy are treated to the sight of the dark streets with the shining lamps almost looking like night sky on the ground. Cassidy however could notice a group of beings coming through one of the streets moving towards the warehouse, a group of five beings.
Thelergramor is used to guarding things for hours! Once stood in front of a door for 16 hours overnight, so this is nothing to him. He checks his weapons, keeping his wrist mounted crossbow loaded, unaware of any approaching beings for now...
"98. . . 99. . . 100!" Burton grunts, getting to his feet after a marathon of pushups, sit ups, and another smattering of ups and stretches his arms. "Dude!" he exclaims, wiping sweat from his brow, "I should get guard duty more often! This is great!" He pumps his arms, showing of melon sized biceps. The warehouse has also acquired the charming scent of sweaty Broffalo. Can't win them all.
