A small ruin in the woods. - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
2/4/479
Log
The place in the forest is dominated by a smallish hill which is mostly free of trees and has what looks to be a newly caved in cliff on one side. It is here where the distinct metal parts of a creator ruin poke out of it and it is also the side where a couple of tents have been erected. Three beings stand at the site, one, an aging lizard with spectacles on his nose, is dressed in brown robes, while the two younger looking ones, a pig and a magpie, are wearing heavy armor and are holding pikes.
A large platypus saunters along the trail with a small rucksack slung over one meaty shoulder. "What's all this then?" he asks in a liltling accent that a well traveled being might recognize as being from Braevales, "Didn't expect a welcoming party till I got closer to the city, but this is right fine of you." The chocolate colored monotreme lowers his sack to the ground and adjusts the suspenders that hold up his canvas trousers on his hefty frame and waits for an explanation.
A tiny little otter ends up joining the group in the forest. She has a sword and axe on her hip, and a musket over her shoulders. All scaled for her size. The platypus' words get an odd look before she turns to the lizard with a bright smile. "Hi there! Name's Erika. Saw your request at the Freeswords, yeah? I'm here to help."
a young dog jogs up to the group, ears perked excitedly as his tail wags "Oh man, oh man! This is it right, the new ruins the found!" he looks between the people already gathered "This is going to be great!" The pup wears dulled chainmail and carries a bow, brace of arrows and a swift sword on his belt.
The being following behind the majority of those present, his heavy cloak swaying in teh decent breeze of the encroching evening, looks over the site ahead of him. While he appeared, at a glance anyways, to bear no weapons, it simply would take a smart or observant being to see he was quite well armed actually. His expression however, is a blank mask, even as his eyes shift to take in everything before him.
The golden jackaless Fayrmune arrives on the scene. She is garbed not in her usual casual battle dress, but wearing a plated cuirass over her chest with some sturdy garments covering her legs and arms. Her daisho is sheathed at her hip, but she also has a musket slung over her back. She has a wide-brimmed straw hat atop her head, with her ears poking through a hole on either side.
The lizard looks up at the ragtag group of beings and takes a few steps toward them and welcomes them with a few formal words as they come close enough, after which he starts to explain. "You must be the freeswords who are here to help us secure the ruin, yes?" He looks at each being for a moment, then nods. "Yes, you should not have any trouble with anything that might be in there. Not that we are expecting it to be guarded at all, but you know, better safe than sorry."
"Creators, is it?" the burly platypus says pleasantly, his voice like an old leather armchair, "Well, then, how could I pass it up?" He sets his rucksack down and fishes out a few items, including a short staff and a strange, metalliic gauntlet that he slides over his hand and forearm. "Watch my things, lad?" he asks, then joins the rest of the crew.
Erika nods her head, continuing to smile brightly. There's the soft clink of metal against metal as she pulls her musket from over her shoulder. "Sure thing!" Her eyes drift down and narrow as she critically examines her musket. "Don' know if this thing's got the power needed to get through some of the things that might be in there. Can't hurt to try, though!"
The spider-being simply nods. "Can you point us to the entrence?" He says, his hands checking his weapons under his cloak subtlly. Pistol, blade, all good. His armor was in order as well. So for this assassin-turn-freelancer, he simply needed a target, if it came to that. For now though, learning what they could of their 'field' would be helpful in knowing what they could and would be capable of doing.
Iorek seems to be focusing most of his attention on not jumping around like a child and maintains his compusure looking around the rest of the group. "Yeah, I guess you never know with these ruins what to expect."
Fayrmune looks over the group. "I'm ready when everyone else is.", she says with a tinge of excitement in her voice. She keeps her expression reserved. "Though I am hoping we do not encounter too much hostility within."
The lizard points them to the entrance of the ruin, a tear in the underside of it, that seems easily climbable even for an unfit being. "Remember, do not take anything from the ruin. We will search you when you come out again, I am sure you understand."
Erika makes her way over to the indicated entrance and looks up at it. After a couple futile jumps made in an attempt to grasp the edge of the tear she shakes her head. "Yeah. This ain't going to work. Someone mind giving me a boost up in there? I mean, you find a crevace you need someone to go poking through, I'm your woman! Reaching the top shelf? Not so much."
Iorek wanders up to the crack behind Erika "Sure, no problem!" the young pup helps Erika to make her way up before he climbs up himself, bow in hand he surveys the area.
Climbing up, the spider eases into the crevace once the first three have done so, looking around to see what he could spot. While he doesn't draw his weapons, as there has yet to be a need for it, he is ready to do so once danger present itself. "Oh, I imagine we ought to introduce ourselves while we've the chance. I'm Glein." He simply states, his focus not really lingering on the others if they introduce themselves as well.
Somewhat weighed down by her armor, the jackaless is slower to climb but makes it up to the crevace nonetheless. "I'm Fayrmune, ronin.", she says, introducing herself briefly. "Does anyone have a light source?", she asks.
The entrance area of the ruin is relatively dark, the only light coming from the hole the group entered through. The metal walls and especially the floor are dented in many places and one corner has filled with dirt from the ceiling. There is however a door that can be seen here, next to it, on the wall, they typical buttons with symbols on them that so many creator ruins have.
Erika squints in the darkness when she's given a boost up. "Thanks," the otter calls down, before making her way to the door, studying it and the buttons. "Think these things still work? And no light here. I've got a little bit of skill with fire magic, but I don't know if it'll be enough to give us something bright enough to see by, continually."
Iorek lights up a torch as he wraps his tail around it, holding the light with that, leaving his hands free for the bow. "I got it. Oh and yeah, sorry I'm Iorek, nice to meet you all." he grins "I've only been in creator ruins once and got them working eventually, but I think that was luck."
Glein nods, and walks forward, examining what was present before them. "I can't say I've ever been in the ruins of a Creator, but there is a fair bit I still have to learn." He states, walking to the buttons, and examining it.
