A Late Start, New Challenger - RPLOG
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Date
24/8/478
Log
Zuri nods in agreement with the basilisk. "Do you figure we can pull that off, with this group? If we could get a nice surprise attack going it would be excellent!" He smiles. "Even better if it gives us the chance to knock them out early and prevent them from mounting a reinforcement of the main entrance."
Thelergramor continues carving the stone for... fun... Then nods at Zuri. "Maybe. Depends on if we go in the back and it's more heavily guarded than the front. It wouldn't surprise me, really. Shouldn't leave one side of your camp less guarded then another..." The basilisk stands, sheathing his dagger. "I'll go in the back when we're ready to go."
"Can't say I've heard the Snowmane name before," Lucasiel says with a hum, adjusting her helmet. "I am not exactly suited for a stealthy approach, so I shall move on the main gate. Unless you decide you want the extra punch in the back with you," she says, shouldering her large battleaxe.
Hugo has nothing more to add, waiting patiently for night fall. The lion stands looking out the mouth of the cave, his cane tucked under his arm and his incredibly long tail draped over it, tasseled tip swaying gently. He looks at Lucasiel and shrugs. "We have not had much presence in Sweetwater for some time now," he says, "Something that I hope to change in the near future."
Shizuko spends most of her time waiting for nightfall in quiet meditation, thumb slowly stroking along a bone bracelet she has around her wrist. As the time for business draws near she stands up and lightly stretches, then nods to Lucasiel and Hugo. "I will come with you, although I hope we have a way to break in."
The mercenaries wait and wait until the sun of Promise begins to set, sadly no other heavenly body replaced the missing sun in the night sky. The sellswords are then split into two groups, the larger main group and the smaller stealth group. The beings exit their hiding spot and continue on their path before they reach a certain spot. "Ok, second group go that way and we will continue on the path." the scout says as he points out at a large, thankfully climbable, rock to the side before he continues on the main path.
The stealth group's path is anything but that, the group having to climb up and down a few rocks and squeeze into some spots before they finally reach their position, a small clearing, with thankfully even ground that leads directly towards a four or five meter tall cliff, the camp obviously in the area above, "Ok, when we start hearing combat voices we will climb from here and attack. If we are lucky most of the guards would be racing towards the camp's entrance."
In the front the main group stops far enough to not be spotted immediately before a group of musketeers break off, and luckily manage to line up without being detected. In the distance the camp's gate is visible, three guard towers with a large wooden gate, not the defense around but still viable. When the signal is given the musketeers all fire at the same time with the scout gesturing to the gate, "And now charge before they know what hit them." The voice of gunshots can also be by the other group, announcing that it was the time to act.
Zuri perks up as he hears the sound in the distance. The small salamander moves up to the sheer cliff, glancing up at it, then back at Thel and the other mercenaries moving up to do their ascent. Zuri places both his hands on the cliff and closes his eyes, focusing as he opens his mind and visualizes a complex mathemagical equation - complex for him, at least. The trainee hearth magician attempts to mould the wall, ever so slightly, to cause jutting hand-holds and foot-rests to form out of the very rock, to facilitate the climb of the entire group, or at least prevent grievous disaster should anyone not be a very good climber.
Thelergramor shifts about on his feet in the clearing, listening for any signal that he should begin climbing. He stays silent, looking out his mask at the area around him, watching Zuri do his magic stuff with the cliff, crouched near said cliff listening for anyone approaching. No opposition visible, doesn't mean they're not there...
"Do we have any archers?" Lucasiel asks quietly, glancing between the others that have chosen to move on the main gate. "If we can take out the tower guards without alerting anyone, it would be for the best. Then we can get closer before we have to worry."
Hugo had no other plans, so this one should do just fine. The lion tucks both his tail and his cane into his belt, then starts to charge toward the gate. It is rather like watching one of the great mover golems start up, slow at first, then quickly building up steam to move a massive load. Creators help any being that gets in the way. As he nears the gate, still running silently as only a feline can, he makes a leap for the top, ready to pull himself up.
Shizuko follows close on Hugo's heels, the leopardess moving very fast for a woman of her age. As she reaches the gate she launches herself up, feet pushing against the gate to help her vault over.
Zuri's spell works wonders as it forms the intended handles and foot rests, draining a bit from the salamander to be able to pull it off on the large cliff. But it proves immensely helpful as the group begins climbing, most of the group ending up on the cliff within a minute or so.
The two large felines charge the gate before the guards could react, or rather because the guards were busy attempting to fire on the musketeers in the distance. Both of them manage to grab one of the gates doors, and they could managed to jump over to finish the job, but sadly that was not the case the gate opened and the bandit rushed outside to attack the group. At least luckily for both of them no one noticed them as they each hid behind one of the gate's door. Now both sides were rushing to meet each other in melee. As three or four more archers began climbing onto the guard towers to give their comrades some support.
Zuri huffs tiredly as he finishes the spell. The salamander sits back against the cliff as the other beings take the lead to climb ahead of him. He stands up only when the last of the remaining beings start their climb in order to recouperate his strength. He starts his ascent, trying his very best to remain quiet and behind the other beings as he crests over the top.
Thelergramor climbs up the cliff after the handholds are made, easily making it up. Still crouched, the basilisk moves off to one side as he approaches the camp, keeping a few feet between him and the rest of the group. He pulls his dagger into his hand again, starts searching for a target.
Now this is the moment Lucasiel was waiting for! The gate was open, and the melee was about to begin. Hefting her axe in both hands, she strides forward to meet them head on with the rest of the mercenary group.
Hugo heaves himself up onto the wall and nods toward the ascending archers, indicating that Shizuko should take one side. The white lion then turns and barrels toward the archers nearest him, no need to let them keep on as they are. as he rushes along, his hand lies on the head of the cane tucked into his belt, ready to strike as soon as he is in range.
Shizuko nods at Hugo and follows his lead, slipping up the rest of the way onto the wall, then drawing her sword and charging the other archer.
