Saving Summerford Part 2 - In the halls of the Krick Queen - RPLOG
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Date
12/12/478
Log
Like a true farming village, Summerford busts into activity even before the break of dawn. Salamanders walk left and right on their way to their various tasks. Something is different today, however. They do not head to their farms, to their pastures. No farming equipment is carried. And no children run around in the streets to play or help their parents.
The youngin's are all safe, gathered together in the few buildings that have been reinforced with netting to block Krick from entering. Similarly all the livestock is kept in their barns, which have been boarded up for extra safety. Once you kick the Krick nest, they will likely kick back.
An hour later outside of the village proper another gathering begins. Villagers bring in supplies and mercenaries begin to gather while other figures stand by and plan. In the center of this improvised base camp stands Mayor Jillian, the leader of Summerford's brave salamanders who has chosen to be here for this day. Next to her are Malachi, the local alchemist, and Zane, the town's Bailiff. Opposite them is a odd fellow, a palm-tree being bearing the fine colours and markings of a Royal Ranger. He seems to be in argument with the other three, gesticulating wildly as he tries to get his point across...
"You don't understand, this is madness Mayor Jillian! You must leave the Royal Rangers to deal with this situation. This plan of yours is complete foolishness!"
Rokarion was among the beings who arrived into Sumerford from Firmament this morning. The plant being didn't even get enough time to settle after arriving from Cliffside today! Clad in his usual cloak, Rokarion stepped towards the village mayor. "Good morning mayor, and Mister Malachi." The youth said in his usual dour tone.
Cara walks directly over to Zane, dressed in robes rather than her usual clothing. "Okay, I'm here." She unsheathes her sabre and asks, "Okay, what exactly is the plan again? I'd like to know so that I know what to expect." The feline glances to Rokarion for a moment and smiles, "Well, I'm glad to see that you're here, Rokarion." Then she sets her attention back to Malachi, "Seriously though, what exactly is the plan?"
"The Rangers had their chance, Mister Emory," Fenris says, sauntering up to the gathering, "And I am afraid that you are responsible for ruining that. It took an old drifter to find the nest that you completely discounted. YOU told these people that it was none of your business and now it isn't. Though if you want to help you are welcome." The tiger rolls his neck and adjusts his long coat as a but if extra protection from the upcoming swarm fun. "My plan, Cara," he says, is to smoke the nest, cause an incredible amount of damage, then collapse the main hive." He looks at the leaders, "Sound about right?"
Bazalt Pads over to those gathered frownign slightly as he Checks his armor, Of course he towered over most there due to being in his Dragon form but today was not a day to do things in half-measures.... and...well he didnt wnat to risk what happened last time. "....Have i missed part of this conversation?.." he blinks and things blinks again "Huh-well Perhaps the spyguard can stay back, protect the village?, just incase?" he says witha shrug, appearing Far more relaxed than he actually felt.
Zane and Malachi turn to face the mercenaries as they approach, while Mayor Jillian continues her discussion with the palm-tree being, now identified as Tobin by Fenris. "'ey folks! Good mornin'!" The ever chipper Zane walks up to Cara and replies in Malachi's stead. "Well, we prepared as best we could for your plans from yesterday, some folks stayed up to gaaaaa-!" His sentence is interrupted by the sight of dragon-Bazalt, much taller than he recalls from the previous night. "Saints preserve us! This country air must have done you good. The heck?"
Tobin turns slowly to look at Fenris, blanching slightly at his words. "I assure you, the Royal Rangers have everything under control here! The hive has been quiet for months due to our efforts to contain the threat. Going in and kicking the nest again will only cause the hive to become aggressive once more!"
This time it's Mayor Jillian's time to intercede. "They have become aggressive, Mister Emory. And according to Clayton who's been monitoring the situation far closer than you have, they have grown in number and occupy even more of the caves all inside the mountain. You may have contained the threat as you say, but it seems to have done nothing but grow and fester instead of being properly treated." She waves him off dismissively. "You've done your duty, Mister Emory. Now let the mercenaries do theirs."
Malachi nods at Fenris appreciatively. "I believe we could make Lantana bonfires in the lower caves. The smoke will rise and fill in the nest from beneath. We also have enough Lantana that you can carry some with you if you can figure out a use for it."
Rokarion rubs his chin as he listens to the conversation, "Of course one should also keep in mind that smoking them all out might lead to the swarm rushing around aimlessly which could cause some collateral damage. But more to the point it is the Queen that we must make sure to kill."
Cara grins for a moment and gives a thumbs up to Malachi, "Thanks, that would be greatly appreciated. I can help with lighting the bonfires, but it would be very nice if we could just light them all at once." She stares at Rokarion and Fenris with a calm look in her eyes, "If you guys need someone to rush in there and kill the queen as they get drowsy, I think I can handle it if I have some one to back me up." She takes a look at Bazalt for a moment and her ears perk up, "Think you can help with that?"
Fenris ignores Tobin, the ranger already sidelined as far as he is concerned and looks to Malachi with a smile. "An excellent plan, Master Alchemist," he says, "I am sure I speak for all of us when I say that we are grateful for all the work your people have gone to to protect this town." He looks to the other Freeswords. "Shall we clear the way, then?" he asks, "Lots of kricks out in the forest, and we don't want our firestarters gobbled up along the way." He nods to Rokarion. "That is why we are going in from above as soon as the smoke comes up from below," he hefts a bale of lantana, "If my sources are correct," and they are, since he saw the thing himself, "This queen is like nothing we have seen before."
Bazalt nods slowly "Oh.. hey-ah.. Zane.." he blinks "Oh-right I'ma Dragon dedicant... Long story..sorta..." he shrugs again "Probally not the best time you kn-"he blinks and Looks to Cara. "I..Help-what what? I'm at a loss here, I've not heard everyone agree on ONE plan.. just lots of plans at once..." he frowns "so what ARE we doing?"
