The Prison is Burning - RPLOG
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Date
30/5/477
Log
The best way to describe the scene at the prison, is nothing less than chaos. A hole appears to have blown into the side of the west wall to the courtyard, and what convicts -haven't- escaped already, are currently locked in combat with the guards. Though, the guard's numbers are droppingly sufficient to say, as they're down to eight in the courtyard, trying to seal the hole in the wall with tower shields, as four archers stand above them firing down into a massive wave of approximatly thirty inmates, half of them armed to the teeth in weapons and armor stripped from the guard, while the other half is currently trying to merely use the brute force of numbers to try and push themselves outside.
Within the center of the guards is a large tortoise, clad in the heaviest of plate out of the guards, with a lieutenant insignia clasped to his shoulder. "HOLD THE LINE! WE HAVE TO HOLD FOR REINFORCEMENTS!" His voice booms out as they remain locked in the deadly standstill.
Cassidy shuffles quietly onto the scene, hood drawn up and her mask on. She didn't seem to mind the rain much, which ran down her black scaled robes. Fortunately, they seemed designed for conditions far more wet than this. With a magic assisted leap, she hops up to join the archers, flexing her fingers. "Any rules of engagement?" She asks quietly, preparing to light the mass aflame if deemed appropriate.
Wulf takes a place up from behind the line of shields with the archers not far after Cassidy, the Husky makes sure to stay just behind tham and unslings her math engraved musket, and preparing it to fire. "All righty, let's get these criminals back where they came from."
A very high pitched screech announces the arrival of another. The light rain does not seem to be bothersome at all to the Black Panther and Raven crossbreed of a griffon, who immediately proceeds to circle the prison itself, scouting from the air where those on the ground simply cannot see a thing. Bird's eye view and all!
Johnny eyes a few of the two bit criminals as he approaches and shakes his head. "You're keepin these low-lifes in prison, Jackson?" he says with a sneer, a knife coming out but nothing happening as of yet. "S'why there was trouble in shanty-town, you keep all the good'uns in jail and then some vile vox turn up in their place huh? What caused the outbreak."
Adjusting the brim of his hat to keep the water out of his eyes Angus approaches, giving a low whistle as he looks over the chaos. "Lets try not to kill all of them." He mutters to no one in particular as his hand rests on the grip of the rapier at his side
"RULES OF ENGAGEMENT IS TO SHOOT THEM IF THEY'RE ATTACKING YOU!" A gracefull folk Rabit yells out to Cassidy, before popping a crossbow bolt down into one of the rioters head! The group below barely keeping them contained as convicts pull one of the guards away from the line by his towershielf, frantic pleading for help following from him before he's silenced and the shield wall takes a step back. "Don't wait damnit! Help us or they'll swarm out into the city!" The Tortoise narrowing his eyes at Johnny and his knife as his attention is caught halfway between the two as he snarls. "Damn it Johnny this isn't the place or -time- for that, either help or get out of the way!"
Angus furrows his brow as he watches the shield wall step back as one of their own are pulled into the mob to be silenced, and he sighs as he draws his Rapier. "Right, lets not make it a blood bath." He murmurs once more as he turns his gaze to the Tortoise, then to the wall as he takes a step forward. "Anyone know water magic?"
Cassidy closes her eyes and cracks a little grin under her mask. "Good enough for me," she says, holding out her hands as she turns her focus inward, letting her eyes open again as she starts to work the math over in her head, seeking to ignite the ground beneath the rioters. Fortunately, she doubted any of them would notice her a threat until it had already happened, as it would take her a moment to start the flames. She was looking forward to getting to test this.
Wulf spits out into the crowd and shouts to Angus as she takes aim on the legs of the rioters out there. "Fine Angus, fine! But if we die I'm blaming you!" And her gun releases a loud retor and a flash of blue math along the barrel to speeed the round towards some unfortunate target. By the time it's gone she is already readying up her next shot, until she is given a priority target she'll be focussing on maiming some rioters.
Johnny stretches and thinks about it. "Yeah alright I guesss I'll help." he says, his bow coming out as he aims at someone he paticularly dislikes, and lets it fly.
Cassidy's spell does -wonders- for the guards on the ground, a large amount of the inmates fleeing while now on fire, and those remaining lack the means to fire up at her in retaliation! Followed shortly by Johnny's arrow finding the individual next to his target, and wulf takes out another's knee for him to now be crippled in the flames. The Guards finally given some breathing room as the remaining inmates dash for the Prison.
"Finally... Shit. Thank you lot for coming, we thought we were done for. Somehow someone bew a hole in the wall from the outside, and managed to attack into the prison and start a riot... They killed a majority of our markmen too, and made their way inside before I could stop them. Me and the boys had to contain the ones trying to escape."
Angus shrugs his shoulders a bit and looks to the hole. "Someone blew their way in? I wonder what they were after. Are you storing anything of intrest in the Prison at the moment, anything you confiscated?" He asks curiously as he allows those with ranged weapons to help pick off the inmates.
Cassidy folds her arms, nodding at the results and hops down to approach the captain and Angus. "Is Gregor alright? What about the con woman? She said she might be targeted about any information that was revealed. It's entirely possible someone was targeting one of those two. Or both of them. I think we should check it out." She turns and looks towards the hole blown in the wall and flexes her fingers again. "Shall we?"
Wulf thumbs at her nose as the immediate threat dies out. "That's what I was thinkin, though not in so many words. The question is who did they blow a wall in the side of the prison to get. Eh?" The Husky looks out over the scene in front of themm. "Any high profile criminals get placed in here recently? The kind that would have followers willing to blow a hole to get them out?"
Johnny shakes his head. "Jus means the guards are slacking, tons of low-lives have a feeling of kinship, and then theres that one guild who will do something like this just for code. He does tsk as his target is missed, but, he hit someone. Hopefully no one he knew. "If you're going in that's a bad idea in general without clearing this mob first, there are probably stragglers and you don't want to be caught from both sides."
