Under the Mountain - RPLOG
Participants
Date
30/4/478
Log
The firebough camp was abuzz with activity, the reserve unit having been suplimented by a small force from the city, before they began to set up barricades and basic walls. The Airship is pleasently unhindered for those arriving by it's glorious entrance, and near the entrance to the mines stood the Equine Commander from the last night, busy hollaring more orders to his underlings as he motions to groups of musketeers. "I want two lines facing this entrance! Get the builders here and have some blockades put up so these things just can't run out! And I repeat, if another GENIUS follows private Schmuckatellie's example and goes down there alone, you will be left to whatever fate you brought on yourself, and court marshaled if you survive! Wait for the help to arrive first!"
"They really need to go away from this mountain," Cassidy murmurs, once more finding herself in the magician ranks of the camp, having come from her home. "It makes me rather uncomfortable with how close they are to Cinderglow." She folds her gloved hands behind her back and takes a deep breath, ears twitchin.
Cara steps off of the airship to the sound of the equine commander from last time. The feline came equipped in her usual garb and silently walks directly over to the commander, with her tail swaying slowly, and pleasantly waits for him to finish his conversation. Her ears twitch for a second as she hears the voice of the familiar fennac. She nods to her and shifts her attention back to the commander.
"Yes," Natska agrees, quietly; unlike last time, the jaguar is in her full armor, sword at her side. "Commander. As we told the citizens of the camp, if you need to use our estate as a fall back, that is part of why it is out here on Firebough; it would be much more defensible." She pauses, looking over the large contingent of soldiers. "Although hopefully it will not come to that. How can we help today?"
Jera is in the same heavy armor she was in yesterday. The kit fox holding her banner tall behind the group.
Elijah stumps his way along the trail, muttering to himself as he looks around at the defenders, though he falls quiet traversing the camp proper, his golem doppelganger close on his heels. The big grizzly straightens and salutes the Commander. "Elijah Hammerbarr, Sir!" he says, smartly, "Sixth Unit of His Majesty's Engineer Corps under Captain Casius Solacious, Sir!"ooc
"Jolly good Hammerbarr! I am Colonel Jerry Targustus of His Majesty's Seventy-seventh reserve battalion! At ease soldier." The large heavy clan Equine nodding gently to himself before he looks to Cassidy and Natska. "I shall entertain that as a last resort than, with no offense intended, to leave the relics and other such items the Pheonix keepers watch over here behind, would be beyond shameful... And until they have them ready to leave, Well, I am afraid I cannot abandon them."
Targustus nods to himself as he motions for the rest of the volunteers to gather around. "Many of you must be aware of the minning shafts below us... While we may be able to secure the elevator to prevent a sneak attack from the dastardly fiends here, I require eyes below to tell me if these abominations are attempting something below our hooves. Open rules of engagement of course, with full authorization to do whatever needs to be done, to ensure the safety of this area... As well, if you do happen across a private Schmuckatelli, directing him back for a court marshal would be appreciated, or if not permiting, merely gathering his tags."
Cassidy glances over at Natska, then to Targustus. "So today is... Recon and forward scout, then? Not an open field battle like last night? That'd be a relief, and I'm certainly happy to do what we can to prevent them from advancing from below." Stepping up next to Natska, she perks her ears. "You're not planning on going and taking the lead with all that armour now, are you?"
Cara nods and answers, "Sure, we can handle that. After all, this isn't the first time we've been down there, so we should be able to spot anything out of the ordinary." She turns to the group that is currently assembled, all of them being the same people that went with into the mines from last time and smiles, "It's good to have you on board for this, Elijah." The feline quickly turns to Natska and Jera for a second, "Well, the fennac has a point. It will get very hot down there and you might risk overheating."
The jaguar tilts her head, turning to look at Cara. Natska spends a moment considering her, then looks down at herself - thick, padded, reinforced gambison, pieces of heavy plate - then looks back up and smiles. "I'll be fine." She curls her fingers, getting reaccustomed to her gauntlets' flexibility. "And I plan on doing whatever I must do, Cassidy, to make sure we both come back out of the mines."
"You'd go to war in a bikini?" Jera quirked a brow at Cara. "Armor is part of me. They'll bring it back if I fall." She turns to Natska. "If things go south I'll cover the escape."
Elijah salutes again. "Yes, Sir!" he says, then turns with a grunt of greeting to join the group headed down into the caverns, his golem behind him. As soon as he is dismissed he produces a cigar and lights it, giving a puff or two to get it going. "It's not so bad," he says, smoke curling from his nostrils, "Kinda cozy if you ask me."
"Your duties are simple. Deny the enemy usage of the shafts below us, by any means necessary. This is a security risk I will -not- tolerate, nor excuse with the thoughts that they'd not utilize it. These things have no honor, no concious, and no hearts. So I ask of you small few, to be our spear in this endeavor. We shall keep the perimiter, and continue pushing back Craige probbing attacks with all the force we have. Long live the King!" The Large Equine offering a salute as he turns to one of his attendants and nods, the elevator being presented for the group to bring them down into the dark...
Cassidy shakes her head and folds her arms. "It's not the heat I was worried about! More what the implications of armour are. But I'll watch your back, Natska," she says, nodding along and moving to fall into position behind the jaguar. "I am ready to go."
Cara walks into the elevator along with the fennac and politely asks in a strangely high pitched voice, "I didn't get your names earlier when we first met and I heard about your home in Fireglow." She glances to the jaguar and asks, "Can I have your name as well?" Then glances to the kit fox, "You were with me when we went down to the mines earlier, so could you tell me your name too?"
"Natska Solacious," the jaguar replies, inclining her head to Cara. She gives Cassidy a bright smile, then moves into the elevator. "I know, hun. I'm not planning on being silly, but if someone has to protect you, it will be me."
"Jera. Jera Wirefur." Jera brings up her banner and she waves it once before strapping it behind her in place of her short bow. "Into the depths, then?"
