Investigation of the Warmongers pt 2 - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
24/2/476
Log
The hampster continues to look up to Arimia, then over to Selena and Angus. "So.. how can I be a' trusting any of you!? For all I know the lot of you were part of the ploting to the attacks on us!" And she tries to call out, "Lord Eldric! They're here! Lord Eldric!" Rain starts to fall soft and slowly as more thunder claps overhead, a flash of lighting jumping between the clouds. As Rogna starts to approch though, two of them look to him and pull weapons, one looking back to the offical looking wolf, "Lord, we have a visitor." Their ears wiggling at the sounds of the hampster's yelling, "And more up there Lord it would seem Lord, what do you want done?" Lord Eldric turns sharp and looks to Rogna, "Ah, better late then never I suppose. Part of the royal family even, they do mean business. Now, what do you hope to accoplish here?" He asks walking up a bit closer to Rogna, but still well behind his guards.
Angus sighs, shaking his head as he grumbles. "Well, aren't we childish.." His ears twitch as the storm rolls in and he pulls up his hood. "Snapping at everyone isn't going to prevent this war Arimia." He comments, turning to catch up with Rogna as he eyes the guards.
Arimia turns her gaze to Angus when he speaks, scowl still on her features and says quite calmly, considering her previous outburst, "You wanna shut up." When the hamster starts yelling one of her hands moves in a quick, short motion, a punch. She looks down at the hamster and says, "Shut up. You're still on the bloody ground because you could be one of the imposters we're looking for. Which nobody else here seems to be thinkin' of." Those words are rather obviously directed not at the hamster, though the 'coon's focus remains on her. "They were all impersonatin' Cliffsiders too. An' pretty well. Until I see some proof that you really are a Cliffsider, an' not someone with forged seals an' all, you're stayin' right where you are. Sorry. That's the way it's gonna be."
Rogna says "I suppose that one is one of yours? She was caught scouting our party in the midst of town before our departure, we intercepted her for questioning when I spotted you. We hope to find those who would fly your flag and incite war between our two proud countries. May I ask what your combing of the beach has turned up, and what you expect to find, Lord Eldric is it? I am Rogna, it is a pleasure to meet you."
Selena folds her ears back and looks to the side. "Right, Ari. I'll... I'll make it up to you when we're back in firmament." She murmers, taking a quiet few breaths and collecting herself, though she still looks a little upset, nodding to acknowledge the noble from the long grass.
Mitchell and Astrid are arriving on the scene. The newcomers are likely out on a wander, exploring the land, when they come upon the group that's already here. Mitchell, in his usual sorta-country clueless way, waves to the group and looks on to see what's going on.
Astrid is just walking along, as Mitchell described! "Wave to everyone you see? Not so good when they're looking to beat us up like in slums," she playfully chides her traveling companion, nudging him with her meaty paw. Upon further examination, she adds, "Is that hippo from earlier?":is just walking along, as Mitchell described! "Wave to everyone you see? Not so good when they want to beat us up like in slums," she playfully chides her traveling companion, nudging him with her meaty paw. Upon further examination, she adds, "Is that hippo from few days back?"
The hampster eeps out as she is attacked, "LORD ELDRIC!" And the wolf looks up to the party, drawing his own blade, "What exactly is going on up there Mister Rogna? If you have one of my scouts, then I'm sure that no harm is coming of her? I just got out of your 'high court' and I'd hate to have to go back there to get an explination as to why this 'misunderstanding' you claim it to be only escilated." As more come in, Eldric gives a loud whistle, more of his scouts now coming out of the tall grasses, "Mister Rogna.. do you intend to have us surrounded?" He says as he glances around, another guard draws a sword, and other levels their pike toward the newcommers, the scouts being quick to prepare crossbows. Eldric holds up his hand, "Hold.. give him time to explain." He says looking Rogna dead in the eyes. Overhead, the storm only gets worse, rain starting to fall steadily.
Angus is rather unhappy when a pike is leveled at him and scowls, he says nothing about it, but does pull his hands out of his cloak to show that he wasn't holding a weapon. "We have no intention of surrounding you Lord Eldric." His gaze turns to Rogna as he speaks, hoping that the hippo could salvage things before they got out of control.
Mitchell looks to Astrid and grins, "Well, you'll never make friends if you aren't friendly. I waved to you, and it's gotten me a good friend ever since," he jokes, playfully nudging back, then he spots where Astrid points, "Yeah, I think it is." He eyes what's going on and ahhhs, "And it looks like there's some kind of trouble," he says, having pause for a moment as he figures out if they should flee or not.
Arimia rolls her eyes and reaches out to grab the hamster's muzzle and hold it shut, saying, "I said, shut up." She looks up then, and calls out, "If we were plannin' on hostile action toward you we would have adopted a much stealthier approach. As you likely would have realized if you an' your city were willin' to look past their bloody noses on occasion. Do some actual work an' investigate things, rather than jus' accept everythin' at face value to save yourself effort. But I digress. Until I see some bloody proof you aren't these instigators your scout stays here, so we ain't got a possible enemy in the middle of us." She still hasn't seen the wolf, with the high grasses blocking her view. And as she talks her Cliffside accent would be growing stronger.
Rogna shakes his head. "Of course not Lord Eldric, and it is likely one of your scouts actions was viewed as aggressive or violent, and they are being subdued for the groups safety." he says, adding a bit more loudly "You have my word they will not die by our hands, we do not need more senseless bloodshed." before returning to his normal volume. "Now I shall ask you to stand down, you are guests in our country investigating fraudulant activity, are you not? Acting as aggressors in such a posotion is hardly becoming of a nobleman such as yourself. Now might I ask you again, what you have determined from your search so far, and what you have uncovered that might resolve this issue?"
Selena sighs quietly as the troops approach, keeping herself visible. She glances back to Arimia worriedly for a moment, swallowing and taking a deep breath before adressing Eldric, managing to keep her tone even though her own accent is apparrent. "Rogna is correct. We came here expecting dissidents as well as your cohort, but a scout skulking in the brush was not comforting... Please understand that there has been more than enough tension, more than enough suspicion around this for us to meet such a thing with skepticism. For that you have my apologies. But we're here to investigate, not to fight." She addresses the noble.
Mitchell looks to Astrid and grins, "Well, you'll never make friends if you aren't friendly. I waved to you, and it's gotten me a good friend ever since," he jokes, playfully nudging back, then he spots where Astrid points, "Yeah, I think it is." He eyes what's going on and ahhhs, "And it looks like there's some kind of trouble," he says, having pause for a moment as he figures out if they should flee or not. This seems a tense situation indeed.
Astrid shifts her lower jaw to the side slightly as she ponders fleeing as well. "Trouble? But not more slum bandits. Maybe we should keep out," she suggests. "Don't want to jump in blind. Don't know who is good and bad." She wipes back some of her hair from her forehead, wet from the rain.
The scout tries to mumble though Arimia's grasp on them, and the Lord Eldric looks over toward, just out of his eyesight, "I doubt that Yashi, would do anything beyond what I told her to do, which was watch for people coming this way. As for proof.. you could ask your own Rogna here, as I said, I just came from your own courts, but, if you want more," He reaches inside his own coat and pulls out a parchment which quickly starts to get wet, "By order of the council, you are hearby requested to sail to Sweetwater and discover their intintions with assulting our lands, be this a decliration of war or an unfortunate series of events, take whatever messures are needed to ensure the safty of our boarders." he reads then hands the copy to Rogna. "I'll have Yashi back now, and an explination if she is hurt in anyway." Then he gestures toward Mitchell and Astrid, "And an explination as to these two as well." The storm continues.
Arimia flicks he ears, sending drops of water flying, then pushes herself up off the hamster, standing and starting over toward Rogna and the noble. She starts to sheathe her sword, before pausing, catching sight of something. She stares at whatever it was and says, "Tell me. Any of yours catch rides via a gryffon? Because something just landed over there, and one of ours mentioned seeing someone fly out on a gryffon. We need to hurry before they have a chance to get anywhere." She starts to set off in that direction before pausing at the gesture toward Mitchell and Astrid. She looks at them a moment before saying, "I don't know who they are. Could be some of the ones we're looking for. I'd say kill them. Unless you feel comfortable leaving some folk behind to guard them when we're facing unknown numbers." After that she resumes headed in the direction she'd been staring.
Rogna looks over the parchment briefly, ensuring that nothing is out of the ordinary before nodding to Eldric, handing it back. "Very well, you may have your scout returned. You appear to have forces to spare, would you like to accompany us to see what this disturbance is?" he offers, before gesturing towards where the raccoons voice had last been. "Those two accompanied me into the depths of a kindcraft claimed castle, I believe we should take them with us that we may assess them later."
Selena glances up at the figure overhead, growling quietly. "Pardon Rogna, Eldric. I'm going with her. The other two I can't account for either." She announces, quickly starting after the raccoon though she keeps a safe distance behind her, preparing some math as she goes.
Mitchell blinks when he's gestured towards. An explanation? What? Oh jeez, what did t
Mitchell blinks when he's gestured towards. An explanation? What? Oh jeez, what did they just walk into. He grins his best grin and holds up his paws, "Ahh, just took a wrong turn it seems." Ah jeez, it gets worse -- kill them?! What did they get into! His eyes go wider, "Hey now, let's not get hasty ... I know some of you. Rogna, remember me? From the bar? And this is my friend Astrid. Look at that face, how can you not trust this face?" He gestures to Astrid's fangy face. He looks relieved when Rogna does, indeed, seem to recognize him, but looks nervous about being .... er, taken somewhere. What?
Astrid also holds up her hands. Best to show that she doesn't have any weapons in hand, at least. "We are innocent of anything," she growls. "Yes, Rogna, Angus, we know them from Freeswords. You would kill people on the street? Innocent people?" She frowns, glancing aside towards the goat. "What did we do?" she hisses towards him.
The scout Yashi gets up and walks over to Eldric who looks her over and growling a bit, "I'll also have an explination for why she was harmed!" He says before he is alerted to the fact that they are not alone. He gestures at four guards who follow him as they chase after Arimia and Selena. Over the next hill, there is a small spot of trees in the middle of the grasslands, but the figure they saw is no where to be seen. They couldn't have gone too far, in the time it took to get here. Everyone is allowed to come along, but the four guards keep an eye on everyone closely, ready to call for back up at a moments notice.
Angus gives both Mitchell and Astrid a glance, and then shrugs. "I know these two they aren't really a big threat to us, in fact they could be of some use. Never know when you need a few extra swords." He comments before following after the group, drawing his saber as he tops the hill and scans the tree line.
Arimia frowns as she looks around at the area and says, "Don't see them. I would advise spreadin' out and searchin'. But not my men that would be doing most of the work." She glances at Eldric then and says, "She was hurt because she was yelling what could have been a signal to attack. I hit her once. She hit me far more when I was pinnin' her to the ground. Somethin' I went out of my way to do without injurin' her. An' considerin' I could have killed her instead, she got off light. You should jus' be glad to be gettin' her back at all." She returns her eyes to the trees and grasses, scanning for any movement and muttering something under her breath.
Rogna enters the area weilding both of his swords, looking for anything out of the ordinary, preparing to retaliate against incoming attacks, since he cannot see his potential foes.
"This is hardly the time to discuss such actions, save it for a less trying moment."
Selena glances around the clearing, approaching tentatively behind Arimia, not taking her eyes away from the clearing and the cover around it. She keeps her voice low and gestures to the treeline and an out-of-place stone. "Probably a trap." She murmurs to the group.
Mitchell looks relieved. He's probably not going to get killed, and any day he can say that is a good day. He looks in the direction everyone else is running in, then looks to Astrid with a shrug. He's not sure what they've gotten into, but apparently they're chasing something. Something that's probably bad. "Should we help 'em out?" he asks, and follows his feline companion's lead.
Astrid sighs when attention turns from her. She's swinging from death to life too capriciously for her liking. "Would help if knew what we were helping. Dangerous to choose sides before you know the sides." She wipes the rain from her whiskers. "Can look but not excited to follow anyone who would kill me as soon as know my name."
As the group looks about Eldric nods to Rogna, "Indeed, we will discuss that later. Fan out and check that out" he says to the guards, "But be careful, like they say, could be a trap... or one they set up themselves." Looking over, he makes sure to get close to Selena and whispers something to her before continuing himself. "And, if you are not with Sweetwater," he says back to Mitchell and Astrid, "Then maybe you'd like to think about what is happening here, this is an investigation to prevent a war, but if you have no stake in things, it does cause me wonder what braugth you out here." The guards don't seem to turn up much other then the area seems fairly safe.
Angus glares at Eldric. "You still think that we are responsible for this?" His fur bristling as he continues to scan the tree line with his sword at the ready. "Would we be here helping you if we set the trap?" With his free hand he reached into his cloak and the sharp click of the hammer on his musket can be heard. "I don't like this, it's to quiet."
