Gang Warfare - RPLOG
Participants
Date
27/9/476
Log
Late in the evening in Shanty Town, when most of its inhabitants are just waking up and preparing themselves for a day - well, night of good, honest work, for a definition of "good", "honest" and "work". Work, indeed, that involves small arms fire - there is practically no light out on the streets, the sky being overcast and what ramshackle buildings there are either empty or tightly barred and shuttered. Every few breaths, a shot rings out amongst the rooftops, accompanied by the flash of muzzle fire and perhaps a muffled scream. The combatants are largely unseen, but shadows shift and flicker in the darkened streets and alleyways, with scuffling and shuffling heard.
Selena arrives, keeping herself ducked behind buildings and cover wherever it's available. "...For creator's sake..." She sighs quietly, glancing out as though expecting a shot the second she does - then back behind her and breathing an audible sigh of relief. But then again, arriving's only the start of another problem in this case.
Angus throws on his hat and cocks back both hammers on his Pistol as he presses himself against the wall. "What in the name of the Creators is going on?" He looks to Selena, before he glances around the corner to see if he can register any possible threats....This was not how he expected to spend his day off guard duty....
Alef ducks out of a doorway from a shack, closing it behind as a thunk of a bullet hitting the wood is heard, grunting as the young free-sword notices the other two. "Help? Oh goodness yes. I don't know what riled everyone up, but its good your here!" She looks a bit haggard, but unharmed for the most part.
Trouble at Shanty Town? Unfortunately, such phrases are typical and draw little surprise. Regardless, Dio heads over to the disturbance and soon finds his way to the growing group and quickly brings out his buckler, as if that would truly help. It still felt nice to have however. "We gotta quell this down somehow before the whole city burns down."
Both Angus' and Selena's concerns go unanswered. Thanks to the starless sky and lack of light of any sort coming from the run-down hovels that make up Shanty Town, it's hard to see anything past the five fingers of one's hand. More distant footsteps, more scuffling. In the narrow streets and clustered buildings of the shanties, looking for the source of the commotion probably isn't the best idea. Perhaps it would be better to follow one's ears...or if close enough, one's nose.
Shots ring out again in the darkness, and someone screams in fear. Perhaps an inoocent bystander, but the odds are against it - no one's truly innocent in this place, it being an unaffordable luxury and all.
Selena flinches back as the shots ring out, glancing around the buildings for a few more moments. "Angus. Alef, Dio?" She greets surprisedly, shakign her head for a moment - and silently thanking and cursing her glowing before she conjures a small fire out in the street ahead to light up whatever's ahead - of course making sure the group could duck out of a ling of fire if someone was watching them. "...What are you three doing here?" She whispers quietly - evidently having missed the memo this time.
Angus grunts in greeting to everyone as he ducks his head back in when the shots are fired. "Oh you know, just out for a stroll. Shall we take care of this?" He smiles at Selena, before he slips around the corner and tucks into the nearest Doorway as he starts to move forward to try and find where the shots are coming from.
Alef shakes her head "Phil at the Guildhouse sent me out here. patrol, get some crowns. then all this broke out. Im glad to see you all, I was trying to get back to Firmament proper but..." Shaking her head pressing her ear to the door she closed. "Sounds like that guy chasing me gave up. What do we do? Get back to the city and send the guards in?"
"Good evenin' an' all that," Dio says to the group, pretending as if nothing was happening. "But seriously, I'm interested in what's set these folks off. Guess there's only one way to tell..." Before going off with the others, he gives Alef a smile. "Good to see ya out an' about lass! Let's just get in an' get our hands dirty. At least, that's what we usually seem to do," he chuckles, following behind Angus.
Selena's small fire lights up a circle around them - hopefully none of the shooters will be attracted to the obvious target, but the closeness of the buildings is both a boon and a bane. Sure, the party can't be seen - but that also means that they can't see far, even with the light.
The shots seem to be coming from all around, but the greatest concentration appears to be from somewhere up ahead - as the party deliberates, there's a sudden scream from just above and a body lands on the dirt road just in front of everyone with a wet smack approximately equivalent to that of a sack of meat. The poor bastard is dressed in gang colours of some sort, staring up at Selena's light with an empty gaze and very obviously dead - either from the shot or the fall - and as everyone looks on, the sharp copper tang of blood mixes with the stech of bowels loosened in death.
Selena shivers slightly at the sound of a cadaver falling to the ground, shaking her head with a quiet sigh, leaning over ti close the being's eyes. "...Right. I wouldn't call it a good evening." she replies quietly, moving along behind the fox after a brief moment.
Angus frowns as the familiar scent of battle finally appears, the copper tang reminding him of the battlefields back when they were at war with Cliffside. There was to many alleyways, to many sharp turns...This was not the enviornment for a duelist. He reaches into his cloak and pulls out his soul gem to switch it for one more appealing for such dirty combat, his eyes closing as he waits the alloted minute for the knowledge to come rushing back to him. "Well, now that the parties started I say we go crash it." He mutters to no one in particular as he holster his pistol and unslings his rifle, tightening the Bayonet on the end of its barrel just in case it's needed.
Alef shakes lightly, the girl obviously unnerved by the sight of a body, the smells getting to her abit as she shudders. "I... il do my best to help..." Nodding as she whispers a hurryed prayer for safety and readys her calcifyed flesh Equation in her head.
Seeing a dead body flop in front you certainly lights a fire in one's self, be it fear, anger, or whatever emotion one happens to feel in the situation. Quickly, the lion draws his blade and holds his shield in front of him, looking about and on high alert. "Indeed. More time this goes on, more time innocent people can get shot," he says, pushing forward behind Selena.
Selena sighs quietly. "Sometimes I wonder why beings even do that." She comments, staying with the group as they move along and keeping a watchful eye on the buildings around her - Being shot isn't on her lists of things she wants to do today at all.
Angus looks up at the light as they are moving. "I'll be right back." He mutters, flashing Alef a smile before he slips into the shadows ahead of Selena's light to scout ahead. Keeping his ears perked and his eyes sharp he notices movment, lots of movement up ahead near a communal well and he drops his voice to a near whisper. "Selena snuff the light, company up ahead."
Alef finishes the Equation in her head, covered in a layer of hardened rock for extra protection as she moves close to the group of experienced freeswords, Staff in hand as Rotes flow through her head at the ready, Guiding Wind's, Shroud of mist, Flame of the Creator... all dance in her mind at the ready, not jumpy, but she is prepared, keeping close to Selena and Dio as Angus sneeks ahead.
