WE GOT HIM BACK - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
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Date
20/11/475
Log
IT's night, A spot pretty far away from the to the west of the Sweetwater is a camp, not a friendly one either. The cliffside forces stand on guard as they observe the beaches around them. The low brush providing very little cover to those that might come to towards the camp. The light infintry unit stand ready as a Bag hold something drips something onto the sand, it hangs from the pike. There is also a massive rack with a Mazurek on it. A wolf general seems to be pulling a sword of some kind from the man and then moves to the side. Something is spoken between the pair.
Jera has the rescue group's scent covered by making a breeze and making sure the party remains downwind at all time to avoid any possible suspicion, now that stealth is the priority here, he's not willing to take any risks. He doesn't say anything just yet though, waiting for further instructions for someone better at the leadership thing.
Rainer lays low to the ground, a safe distance from the camp under the cover of night, further camoflauged by the dark winter cloak he wears over his army-issue armour. He watches the figures moving in the camplight with a frown, unable to make out many particulars at such a distance. He looks to the rest of the assembled rescue party briefly, giving Jera a nod before he turns his attention forward again.
Wulf peeks out of cover just barely to view the camp, noting nice things that should go BOOM and weakpoints in the line. She checks a few packs on her belt and then looks back out into the area, this should be fun.
Ryusho really wonders if he should say at some time that he feels he is slowly geting tired of somehow ending up at least one of the potential two leaders, or secondary leader, and on rare occasions primary leader, at least thats the role he feels like he is..as he tries to use his draconic sight to get a good idea of the layout, though he grumbles almost silently to himself, because he hates having to change to his smaller tegu form to move around occasionally without being noticed, then back into his dragon form when safely hidden where he can change to get a better view as he mrphs softly, using the current situation of 'time' to his advantage, they don't know they are here, so he can think and plan......
Mazurek is in his iguana form, which is the form without the wings, at the present time. The black lizard has something green around his neck and is the only thing worn right this moment. The rack he is attached to has him spread-eagle and slightly raised...not to mention held quite taut. There is also a gag for those who are able to see it, and this one's scent carries easily on the breeze. Yep, it's definitely their quarry.
Ictus hmms as he eyes the camp and shakes his head as he looks around for patrols
The commander moves around slowly as he inspects the fifteen men with him. It's a scout force clearly. But soon there is a quick motion and several of the men depart on a quick round hte camp. How ever they do not make a very wide circle just making a quick sweep before getting back with in the fire light.
"Hmm...any ideas?" Jera whispers, the voice prevented from going too far by the wind. "Don't think we can win a fight."
Angus pokes his head up from his hiding spot,and adjusts his new beetle shell helmet,and scans the camp. "Could steal a few uniforms and walk right in."
Wulf pats the pouches on her hips watching as the patrol moves on by. "I've got nice packs of gunpowder here, should make a rather nice distraction or weapon."
Ryusho slowly rubs his chin and then shakes his head as he glances over to agnus, "Wouldn't work, They are a small group....Would recognise anyone not from their unit.." he says quietly, "..They do move out of the camp fire light though, though it does potentially have two major ambush points, three actually, one right as they are shortly leaving the fire, with their eyes adjusting to the darkness away from the fire, in the darkness though there eyes would be adjusted, and then as they near the camp again their eyes having to re-adjust for the light..." he then shakes his head at Wulf, "That would be dangerous for a weapon, mainly because mazurek is in No situation where he could move and try to get away from potentially mis thrown explosives, especially if they set off others within a certian range of him...." he says as he rubs his chin a bit more....
"Still can't fight off fifteen even with a distraction, and we'll have a person to protect." He motions to Ryusho who seems to have latched on the same concerns. "The force looks small, can we thin their numbers first?"
Wulf shakes her head, "No need to throw them if we put them in the patrols path you know...""
Angus smiles and looks over at Rainer. "Well we could let Rainer do what he usually does and run around screaming. That would be a good distraction." He snickers as he adjusts his cloak ,trying to blend into his surroundings a little bit more,and goes back to watching the patrols.
Mazurek squirms a little on the device he is shackled to, and sensitive noses would be able to detect that he is injured...for the moment anyway.
Rainer's cloak sways in the night breeze as Angus happens to be looking at it and ... goes flat. Wait, where did he go? Oh shi--
Ictus tilts his head and nods to Ryu, "That's true... And he is likely injured." he looks to Jera and hmms, "That would be a good course of action... But how should we go about it..." he looks around for possible distractions
Ryusho slowly observes as he thinks a moment, "They seem to be making the same, aproxamate patrol path each time..." he say ssoftly, "If those could be set, in the path, while they were between patrolls, and rigged up in a way so they could be set off when basically they are in the middle of them....That would drasticall ythin their numbers as it looks like it is the majority of the force that does that, not to mention the xplosive force would disorient, and injure those, so they would be stunned for quite some time, making combat quite easy actually..." He says glancing around "..Where the heck did Rainer go....?" when he realises the ...odd wolf had ..moved or ran off?
Angus is taken by suprise when he notices Rainer is gone. "Um guys....we might have a problem." He doesn't even bother to explain as he readies his musket and gets into a better position.
A few extra patrol groups go out and they disappear into the dark, leaving abou seven, including the commander, at the base. Where those units when, who knows. But The six in base seems to be relaxed, some chatting about blue naked feline demon chick things while others sharpen their weapons.
"HEY! CLIFFSIDE!" The call comes from a good distance away, such a distance, in fact, that if every single eye in that camp were to turn towards it, they'd all have their flanks turned to the group in hiding. A torch is lit, illuminating the figure of a bald wolf waving a white scrap of cloth. Rainer is still wearing his Sweetwater Army armour, his weapons are sheathed. "Don't shoot, hey? I've come to defect!"
Wulf curses under her breath as she turns around to see an empty cloak "Daggumit..." readying her musket she point it at the camp, starting to move foreward her musket level with the closest soldier, breathing quietly and stepping softly onto the ground as she inches foreward ever so slowly. "Well there's the distraction let's get to it..."
Only the commander looks up and sighs. He lifts a heavy shield and long sword while he stands ready. The other fight men in base also stand up and look at the yelling dumbass.
Angus nods and heads off to follow Wulf ,with his musket lowered but at the ready, as the make their way towards the camp.
