Stopping Shadow War II - RPLOG
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Date
3/9/477
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A raining evening, perhaps not the best time to do this, but Jessica was less than happy about the information she had. Looking over to Jeremy, she shakes her head, "Can you believe what they sent back!? Really. Non-interferance agreements my skunk ass!" She is practically steaming! Jeremy shakes her head back, "I'm not sure what you expected really, but it was a good try." She says back. A bolt of lightning, a clap of thunder as they wait just outside the Blackback Manor, just out of the rain.
Thelergramor walks up to the Blackback manor, yawning. The rain means nothing to Thel, nor does the lightning. Calming, compared to the clear nights with their dreadful silence. The wolf has no idea what the Blackback is talking about; remains silent. Glances around for others, trying to remember why he is here...
Up and along the way, Kalt slowly plods along. Her leather jacket cinched shut and a wide brimmed farmer's hat perched atop her head to keep the rain out of her eyes. "I ain't one against knockin' shadows round, an' keepin' things right an' orderly now, but m'figurin' this weather ain't gonna be offerin' much of a help on it all an' such." The Vixen's tail flicking as she looks over the blackbacks, before glancing for a moment at Thelergramor as she awaits the others.
Amelia calmly and quietly makes her way to the manor, the hood of her white robe pulled up to keep the rain off of her face, and her hands linked at the sleeves. "So. What is this all about, then?" Comes her murmured question, spoken just loud enough to be heard over the rain. "Not the best night for a stroll outside, I would say."
Siyu is dressed in slightly heavier armor. He is still wearing leather, though the rodent has added a breastplate and a winged helmet to his armor. It's all dull though, like it's been caked in mud or laquered. Not glint or clink comes from him. Even in the rain he stands stock still, watching as people assemble and talk amoung themselves. Oilskin pouches adorn all along his legs and at his backside. Medicines, herbs, bandages, sutchers. The medic holding onto some fine weapons too, but primarly focused on keeping people alive. The armed and armored rodent just sizes up those that showed up.
Allista Anderson makes her way along the path towards the Blackback Manor, wearing a grin and a swagger. She has traded her normal business clothes for heavier, padded leather versions of the same, her goggles are resting on her forehead, and both arms are encased in her battle Graspers. Rain hisses as it patters off of Khara'thul, Allista's hulking defense golem - the construct is following close behind the coyote, carrying an umbrella over her. She gives the assembling group a short nod as she reaches them.
Rokarion joins up the others outside the Blackback manor. He is wearing his usual heavy cloak to protect his body from the rain, but keeping the hood back to allow the rain droplets to shower his blossom of a hair. He stops when he gets near the group, wafting his jasmine fragrance around him, before looking at the Blackpack, and speaking in his usual calm and polite tone, "Unfortunate that the Creator's did not hear our plea. I apologize if the message I sent was not convincing or polite enough for them to properly answer our problem with due diligence. However, I still hope that we will not be forced to take extreme measures to avert this group of shadows' threat."
Hartford stands at attention, his oversized Halberd dripping a steady plink plink plink onto his heavy armor and the rain dripping along his fine antlers. The big, skunk striped deer might easily be mistaken for a statue if it weren't for the occasional puff of steaming breath from his broad nostrils. The big deer's overly long, striped tail does not even flick as he awaits his orders. Big guy is in his element today! Getting bossed around is his forte!
Ryusho makes his way up, though he had just heard that things were going on, not completely the reason why, as he was currious considering the fact that he had helped in composing the request message. All the while though he hears the conversation while he arrives as he blinks slowly "Refusing for..interference reasons? ISn't them just -letting us know- that they exist, and doing things related to us interference? That sounds a bit hypocritical..I think is the right word.." he mumbles to himself.
With a sigh, Jessica shakes her head, "I disagree as well with 'It isn't our place to interfear with the natural occuring balance.'" She says, swinging a pike over her shoulder as well, "We are hoping that we can just talk it all out, get these shadows to join with Jeremy's clan. The trip isn't going to be as easy this time, Razor Grass grows very wild this time of season." She says, Jeremy simply nodding along, "So, do we have any questions before we get going? I won't fault anyone wishing to stay behind." She says.
"Screw the creators. We don't need their help. Never will." Thelergramor snorts, shrugging before he checks his wet musket. Dry enough to fire, probably. Re-slings it over his back; pulls his scarf over the plague mask he's wearing. Thel glances at the others; readies himself for assault from someone nearby. "No questions from me, no." The wolf yawns, keeps watching the others.
"No, Lady Blackback," Hartford says, saluting sharply and remaining at attention, "Ready on your command." The big deer does wonder a little what all this is about, but it wasn't his place to ask. He was on duty and Lady Jessica was the boss. The chain of command made things so much simpler!
Siyu looks around at the group, "A relavent question...would be if anyone is a shadow souled...or can speak their language...also if anyone has managed to find Robert's Champion of Light amoung us? That would be rather apt for our purpose..."
"Thel, you keep remindin' me 'bout why you ain't never gonna go an' be allowed to converse with'em." Kalt sighing at the vocal wolf as she shakes her head and shrugs. "Ah well, just go tellin' where to hit, an' I'll go clearin' it up. Thel, you ain't gonna go gettin' yourself killed or possessed, so be thinkin' before you go actin'."
Ryusho hums softly, "No questions, though I don't know if I would be one of the ones who whould head along thinking about it, as I was involved when we were actually directly fighting the shadows..so I may have experience, but I may also in some ways be recognised." he says after a bit, even though he adjusts the large pack he keeps over his shoulders so he can easily preform field repairs and the like for others if he does get the okay to come along
Rokarion look around, "I kind of agree with that point, but have the Creator ever directly interfered with open conflict between the people on Promise?" Rokarion then thinks for a moment before answering, "Yes, I am capable of speaking the tongue of the shadows. If it is needed I can translate for us. But I am asusming Miss Jeremy too can speak with the shadows."
Alista's tail wags a moment and she gives Rokarion a small nod. "You sent a message to the Creators? It's good to have a Priest with us. Does the Church have anything to help us out with these ones?" Allista glances between Thel and Kalt, then gives the marbled fox a small wave, waggling her grasper's fingers.
Thelergramor shrugs, apparently is not going to be attacked. "I'll be fine, Kalt. And I don't want to talk to those... Creators." The wolf scratches his neck; waits to be lead off towards where they need to be.
Amelia nods politely and glances up at the sky from under her hood. "Yes, I will be on standby to help however is needed. Try not to get injured. As I have mentioned to some of you before, I am no medic or healer. Of the practical sort, at least."
Jessica frowns a bit, "We did send a message up, but didn't get a good responce." She says, nodding to Siyu and Allista. "Yes Amelia helped us to send a message, along with Rokarion, they have both been very helpful, but unfortuately, I'm not Champion of Light. I wished that I was." She says, Jeremy nods again, "As a shadow myself it is easy to understand my kin." She says, walking forward, "If you have any carts are such, we should use those, else, it is going to be a walk." Jessica frowns a bit, "I could fly myself and a couple others."
Siyu nods his head, as water drips from his helmet, over his face, over his glasses. He just draws a deep breath, "Very well then. Very good. We should at least be capable of living through this." he nods, "I will try to make sure you all stay alive. I promise my best." He looks over at Jessica and nods, "I have several wagons. I can provide transportation for our group. It's a reasonable thing to do"
Ryusho thinks for a moment, "Actually....with how I had my trials recently in the wilds...Thinking about it, I am a bit worried I might be too at risk around full shadows like that...So ...I maybe should stay home, just to be safe, Since I am still struggling a bit with having moments of un-awareness still." he says sighing, referencing the issues that kept him 'missing' for over a year.
Hartford frowns. Why would Lady Jessica forget to order carts? The deer shakes the collection of rainwater from his antlers and prepares himself for either a long run to where ever it is they are going, or to follow to the carts.
Rokarion looks back at Alista, "My apologies it was more of a group effort, since the active clergy were too busy to lend a hand for this certai message. Personally, I am not one of the active clergy of Sweetwater, so I do not know about their stance right now. However, I have been properly trained as a priest." Rokarion then thinks for a bit saying, "Well I guess I should say now that I am a mathemagician of the sort, if that is any help for the group."
Kalt taps her chest. "Yeah, m'havin' that soul round with me to be helpin' if needed an' all." The Vixen's tail flicking as she looks over the groups and shrugs. "Well, lets go gettin' to the carts or get on walkin' then eh?" The Vixen sticking her hands in her pockets as she waits for the group to move.
Ryusho mrphs quietly, "I suppose I better let someone else take the space I would, considering I realise with my mind still struggling sometimes from my Rehabilitation, I could potentially be a major risk, especially if a shadow could use my mental trials against me." He says simply, "So..I will be waiting, but please feel free to come see me if you need any of your equipment fixed up afterwords....I appoligise again for not coming along to help." he says as he bows, and would begin to head on his way soon.
Allista raises her eyebrows, then nods at the nobleskunks and crosses her arms (to the accompaniement of metallic clanking). Allista bides her time, waiting for the others to get everything sorted out and for transportation to arrive.
Jesica nods a bit, "It is alright Ryusho, very understandable, I could go get some transit before we leave, but they would only be taking us so far understand." She says, looking down to Siyu, "Or we can have a volunteer! And good, thank you, we do have a Champion of Light around incase things get... ugly" She says, smiling a bit, "This will be trying, and I hope you all are ready." She says, glad to have so many with her that will be able to help." Jeremy says nothing, simply watching the rain.
Siyu spends 100 Crown for RP reasons.
Siyu nods his head as soon 3 or 4 wagons with drivers as assembled. Covered even! Hooray! He manages to cram some more medical supplies into it, and stretchers, and bandages and...well. He expects disaster. So he plans for it, every bit of it. He nods a bit, "Very good...everyone in then"
Thelergramor chuckles softly to himself, then speaks. "Why so concerned? If things get ugly, we un-ugly them. With violence. Put them down, and walk away. Simple." Never seen a shadow in his life. Doesn't know what he's in for, here. Is not concerned. The wolf gets into one of the wagons; wipes rain from his masks lenses.
Skade hurries up the road to the people gathered outside the mansion. An umbrella is held over her head but she still manages to look quite miserable in the downpour. Trudging alongside her is her trusty old crusher, squeaking a bit as it lumbers along, a small rolling ball weaving it's way between it's feet. The honey bee stops as she reaches the crowd. "Oh! Hello! I'm zzzorry I'm late. I had to.. get some things." she says in her sing-song tone of voice as she tries to catch up with the conversation.
Hartford nods once, then trots off to help with the wagons, finding himself an unobtrusive spot beside a driver. It does not tak long for the stag to be ready to go.
Kalt moves to the wagons as they arrive, raising an eyebrow at all the medical gear being thrown into it. "Siyu darlin', M'figurin' if'n we go needin' even half those, than we're havin' bigger problems than we'll be carin' to admit." Totally not sounding fatalistic at all, she throws herself then into the back of the wagon, with her legs dangling over the edge. "Let's get right on' then eh?"
Rokarion moves in front of Siyu and bows his head a little then says, "Thank you for this generous gesture Mister Gang Xi Siyu." Rokarion then moves towards one of the covered wagons, secretly a bit disappointed that he will not be feeling the rain droplets, and waits until everyone is seated before going into the emptiest one and taking a seat.
Siyu glances over at Kalt, and he simply shrugs, "Since we have wagons we might as well bring it along. The wagons will stay back of course. I assume everyone has their own weapons..." he will take his helmet off and dump the water that's gathered on it and tuck it back on. "Plan for the worst...and then you can be pleasently surprised." he says quite flatly and cynically. He looks to the others and nods. "We're going against feral shadows purposfully designed to kill us. I will take all of the supplies I can ge..." he stops when Rok moves in front of him, and he akwardly bows back to him "Of course. It is for a good cause. For the good of all of us. It is reasonable to assist and help..." He looks over at Skade, "you are not late. Get onto one of the wagons, and mount up"
Amelia turns on her paws and slinks off towards one of the wagons, climbing in and adjusting the position of her staff, so that it's not jutting out at some awkward angle. "Let us hope for a smooth journey," she says, nodding. "We don't want trouble before we even reach the destination." Her words said, she falls back into silence, leaning back and being thankful for the cover it provides. All the same, she keeps her hood up.
Transit worked out, and beings already getting up and into the carts, this will be a long trip, and they wait until everyone is loaded in. Jessica taking a spot near the front, along with Jeremy, "So, are we all ready?" She asks, the cart drivers getting ready to move everyone out.
The move out toward the grassy valley is smooth and uninterupted, giving everone time to stratigize and think over, as well as talk among themselves.
Hartford has little to say on the journey, and his choice of seat certainly limits his options for conversation. The big stag spends most of the trip chatting affably with the driver about his family and the weather and other small and simple things. Hartford is good at simple things.
Kalt shrugs at Siyu's words, merely spending her time resting for the most part as they travel, before unslinging her sword as she pulls out a wet stone and works it along the crystal blade's edge. "Thel, they ain't nuttin' too easy to go killin', an' can take over folks. So like I were sayin', don't go gettin' yourself thinkin' they ain't nuttin'... Don't even know if'n dark magic can hurt'em."
Skade huddles in under her umbrella, looking a bit miserable as she gives her wings the occational flutter to dislodge the raindrops from them. She stays silent during most of the trip, content in letting the others formulate plans. The honey bee does however try to take stock of the people around her, paying some closer attentions to their soul pendants, if they are at all visible. [I assume there are more like me here. If we are to speak with the shadows, who will do the talking?]
Allista settles herself into one of the cats, claiming her umbrella from her golem, which keeps pace with them. She nods at Kalt, listening as the veteran talks. "What should we expect?" she asks. "I've scuffled with a few shadow-things but, well, never been close to a nest of them."
Thelergramor pulls the musket from his back again; holds it out, stock against the floor of the wagon. "Right, Kalt. I'll be careful. Nothing's killed me yet; doubt shadows will even get close to doing so." The wolf takes a bayonet from his belt; affixes it to his musket. "Still, no reason to screw around and get my other leg ripped off." He chuckles, leans the musket against him.
Rokarion remained silent during most of the trip, mainly thinking to himself and answering any who directly said something to him. However, he did answer Skade with, [Miss Jeremy will be the one talking since she is one of the Shadows, and she will probably know how to deal with them best.]
Siyu gives a slight nod as he hops into a wagon, he's not sure which group he's with. "We're good. We should be able toe handle most emergencies...here's hoping we don't need it"
Arriving at the Grassy valley, the carts let beings out, "Alright, thank you." Jessica says, looking inward. It is possible to see the razor grass moving around after the light rains. Jessica shakes her head, "Those things are bad enough, but it seems that the shadow influance has come over them as well..." She says, Jeremy nodding, "Well, she continues, do you think we should try to fight our way through?" She asks, looking about, "The nest is.. near where the valley meets the two mountain ranges, far to the north." She says.
"If'n we're wantin' to m'supposin' we could, I ain't got no objection to that, but if'n folks are havin' better plans round to not go gettin' into a big ol' battle, they sure as all hell can' go with that." Kalt tapping her sword on her shoulder while looking at the grass.
Hartford hops down from his perch, waving farewell to his new friend. The stag unslings his giant halberd and checks over his armor before trotting up to stand at attention near Jessica. "Ready when you are, Lady Blackback," he says in his slow deep tones, though he nods at Kalt's comment.
Thelergramor drops out of the wagon, steps up next to Kalt. Musket in hand, Thel looks at the Razor grass. "...What do the rest of you want to do?" The wolf glances around at the others, then stares at the razor grass. "I'm all for removing it. But, if noone wants to fight..." A shrug. "Then give me a better option."
Siyu will settle down from the wagon. He will make sure to instruct the various wagon drivers. They are to stay here and wait. If need be they could try and take the wagons in. But so far they're to wait for them to come out. Secure themselves. Make camp. Prepare for trouble, various things like that. The rodent managing them and they soon form a square and set up camp.
Allista hops out of the wagon and brushes her hands together with a soft clanging noise, and eyes the grass. "Seems to me that wandering into a field of potentially shadow-possessed razor grass would be a poor idea," she says. "Unless you guys can clear it out easily enough, it might be better to set up here and call them out to meet us." She looks around, then nods at Miss Jeremy. "How far can you shout? Would they notice a signal fire? Maybe one of you magical sorts could flash some lightning from the sky?"
Rokarion gets out of the wagon, and stands a bit of a distance away from the wagon, before taking a deep breath and scanning his surrondings. He then looks back at Jeremy and asks, "What do you mean by the shadow influencing them? May I ask how does that work and how is it affecting the grass?"
Amelia collects her staff and hops out of the wagon, stretching out. "Well. This is when things are going to get interesting, I suppose," she says, looking amongst the others. "I'd prefer to avoid fighting it," she nods to Allista, "But I will do so if the group decides that it will be our best course of action."
