OOC: Agreed. I was gone for most of today and was able to catch up without a problem. He should be able to easily read it in a sitting. Oh, and EoM, you forgot the OOC: part in your last two posts. XD

OOC: Alright, I'll read through and edit this post later.

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OOC: Ok, I think I know what's going on.

BIC (Past): Flying through the night, Klinkin didn't notice the arrows being shot at him until it would have been too late for any normal person. Of course, normal people don't fly. And normal people don't wear armor as tough as Klinkin's. The offending group was but a scouting party, one that scattered as Klinkin flew in. He got one in the back of the neck with a bolt, but the rest fled to safety. Ignoring them, he continued on to meet the rest of the adventurers.

BIC (Current): "Interrogation is a waste of time. We can always figure it out for ourselves, and what would a simpering grunt know?" Klinkin stated. "Let's camp for the night, spend the next day scouting and planning, and attack on the third day."

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OOC: Heh, not much good if I don't obey my own rules am I? Alright, I'll post some more story here soon!

"Interrogation is a waste of time. We can always figure it out for ourselves, and what would a simpering grunt know? Let's camp for the night, spend the next day scouting and planning, and attack on the third day."

The day had flown by Vevis, straight from the man with the letter, to meeting this ground. "Excuse me, but interogating him may be useful in the long run. Who says he doesn't know anything? We won't know unless we find out!" Vevis shot an eyebrow raise at Klinkin, and rolled his eyes. "Now, let's get to know eachother... Unless you didn't somehow already know, I'm Vevis."

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OOC: "Soon" is a relative term ^_^

BIG: “Good idea Vevis, if we’re goin’ to work as a team in this we ought to get to know each other a little bit better” said Gualbert, sitting himself down on the fallen tree. “I am, as you should know, Gualbert. A freelance adventurer, I’ve spend my life on one odd project or another – it is my calling I think. I can’t just sit and let other people do my work for me; I haft to get my hands dirty, so to speak.” Guabert pauses to reach down into his satchel and pull out a piece of cloth, proceeding to clean the blood off his sword and armor. “I met Bal’doll on one of my adventures, and after telling me about the conditions of his people, I told him I would join his cause. Call me soft hearted, but I cannot stand to see people suffer in vain. That’s about my life’s saga, I could tell you tales of my adventures, but that is for another day” as he finished, Gualbert put his head in his hand, as if reflecting on old memories. After a few minutes he looked up, expecting the next person to begin his tale…

Pointing to himself Ouur'mm says "This is Ouur'mm. Many times I have been awakened, but the world is never the same. My former masters are lost as far as I am certain. Now I am here, another era in trouble." He looks around at the remaining enemy units scanning over them. "They should have no combat capability. However, their existance still has troubling matters about it. Should we have them survive or terminate them?" He goes over to the downed soldiers looking over them for usefull materials. He pulls off some larger parts of the plate armor testing their strength and stows them in his pack.

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Vevis closed his eyes, as to avoid crying. It was so long ago, but it still seemed like just yesterday. "I lived the first five or so years of my life like a normal boy. Being raised by my parents, slowly, but safely meeting the world."

All went silent, other than the sound of a blade being drawn, then impaled into human flesh. "Mommy! Daddy!"

"My parents were murdered on my fifth birthday." Rubbing his eyes, Vevis just beared himself to go on. "After that, I wandered, untill a master of combat brought me in and taught me to master the weapons he found me the most fit for. The dagger, and the longsword."

"Vevis, there is nothing more I can teach you. Take my blade, and find the ones who took your parents away!" A long, shiny blade made of the finest steel was passed into Vevis' hands.

"Yes.. Master."

"I have taught you- augh!"

"No!"

"On my eigth birthday, he passed on his blade to me, moments before being murdered as well. It was the same ones who took away my parents. I got the assumption that they wanted to mess with me. To this day, I still do not understand why." Vevis hit a nearby tree with his fist. "I could've stopped them there. But... I didn't. I was still too young, too fragile... too weak." Brushing his hair out of his eyes, Vevis looked at the sky, and continued.

"For a year I was alone, travelling... wandering, kept alive by what my master taught me. Eventually, a master theif named Danzo took me in. He found my agility and my expertise with daggers perfect for shaping me into a rouge. And so he did."

"Now that you have been taught many things needed to be the swiftest, the best there ever was, there is just only one task before you." Danzo opened his closed hand. "Snatch the pebble from my ha- augh!"

"Normally one as great as he would never let his guard down. But the old one, too old to carry out his life work anymore was just so happy about passing it all on to me... he wasn't watching his back. It was them... again. If I had stopped them sooner, it wouldn't had happened. But this time, I would not let them get away. I killed them. With the strength given by the love of my parents, the power given to me by my master, and the speed and courage Danzo passed on to me. I killed them."

Vevis put his back to the tree, and slid down it, and sat. "But was it even worth it? I fled, not strong enough to handle the guilt of ending lives... Even though they had taken so much away from me. It happened on my 12th birthday. I fled into the woods, and stayed here untill this day."

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All was silent when Vevis ended his tale. Gualbert had finished cleaning his sword, and Bal’doll and the others had gotten the bodies off the road. “My heart is heavy for you, Vevis” said Gualbert. He then turned to Klinkin. “As to the scouting and resting you mentioned earlier, I would have it so, but we must act tonight. Do you remember the other rebel groups I told you about? Well, one has caused enough trouble for the Kingdom to send additional troops to fight them. Because of this, the normal garrison of soldiers Cear Duldrae is accustomed to is greatly diminished. This leaves a gap in their defenses just wide enough for our small number to have a chance of capturing it. I know we have all had a long night, but there is still one more task we must complete. Though now we must rest.” Gualbert sheathes his sword, and slowly walks back toward the clearing.

The morning begins before dawn, as a loud trumpet rouses the men of the clearing. Combat engineers and quartermasters can be seen walking about in the dim light, giving one final inspection of the arms, armor, and siege weapons before the battle. The voices of commanders gathering their war groups together can be heard in the distance. Gualbert can be seen going over troop rosters with Bal’doll. “We have got one hundred fifty-three men altogether Bal. What? No, no, Hendricks’s 7th division will take the tower by the forges. Don’t change that, they already have their orders! Huh? Yes, you will still be commanding the 2nd archer division...” Gualbert sighs and walks over to where the party is resting.

Gualbert turns toward the party of adventurers “It’s almost time my friends, but we need more leaders... hey, how would you fellows feel about commanding a few troops into battle? Yeah, that would work fine! How would you feel about commanding some ten men each? Speak up, I got a good more deal of planning to do before we begin the seige!”

While Gualbert was discussing strategies with Bal'doll, Lamont realised he never got to tell a thing about himself to his allies.
"You probably know by now, but my name's Lamont. I'm not sure where I came from, I never knew my parents. I've lived my life raised by a dwarf. He taught me craftsmanship and art, so I was able to make my own equipment." Lamont fingered the hilt of his blade with pride. It's not failed him yet. "My life is nothing special. I'm not well educated, but moreso because I don't take an interest in the lessons."

When Gualbert came to the party and made his proposal, Lamont chuckled. His specialty was with tactics, and that tended to involve spur-of-the-moment actions only concerning him alone. He'd be a liability as a leader because he wouldn't know how to keep everyone safe.

"Thanks, but no thanks." Lamont racked his brains, trying to remember what those old history lessons tried to teach him... He never paid attention, and could only remember an incident of him getting in trouble for destruction of property for damaging school objects during a particularly sickening lesson about a dictator. Other than that, he can't remember those classes...
"What is a siege, again? I should remember this, but I never really was interested in classo lessons."

OOC: I'm actually confused as if this is going to be an actual, true siege where we surround the enemy and prevent them from getting supplies... Or if we outflank them and drive them down slowly by force.
Also... Where's Tommy and Tammy? They left the party after doing their business in the forest, so they wouldn't be with the group during this little set of preperations, would they?

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OOC:
Also guys, this is kind of an important scene, so I need you all to answer my question (save Knux), do you all want to command or solo?

BIG: Gualbert realized in all the commotion about the upcoming siege, he had forgotten to explain what the plan was. “The siege eh? I’m glad you asked. You are, after all, especially important to the successes of this operation. Simply, the castle is surrounded by a large outer wall, with an inner keep, and towers placed sporadically throughout the area. The plan is that a small group will try to sneak in and open the main gate, and then the main assault force will try to storm the keep. That is what the siege weapons are for. A large door separates us from our final task: the inner chamber, filled with the best knights of this providence.

I will, of course, explain more as we go along. For right now I just need to know if each of you will be leading a group of ten men with me, soloing, or will be part of the first group to open the gate.” A solider comes up to Gualbert as he finishes. “Sir, it will be dawn soon. We must get the assault underway if we expect to win this.” “Soon, Hendricks, soon.” Gualbert looks at you.

[center]What shall you choose?
(Straightforwardly, sneak and skirmish, or melee (leading or solo)?)[/center]

"Well, now that I know that, I'll go with the group that's headed for the Inner Chamber. Difficult enemies are something I rarely find, so I need a challenge.
Lamont almost shivered at the thought of a true fight... The best knights of an enemy he felt hatred for? Sounded like his kind of match.

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"I do have 'sneakyness' on my resume. I could lead the group to open the gate! I say we sneak into the enemy base, open their gates, and the main force comes flooding in. While the attack happens, we can sneak in and eliminate the forces inside the towers. Yeah, I'm personally fine with that idea." Vevis laughed, cheered up by the challenge, and stood up. "I just hope your forces are alright with being led by a thirteen-year-old."

OOC: In other words.. Leading, and Sneak and Skirmish. If you need me too, I can solo the 'sneaky stuff'

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Name: Wolem.

Class: Rogue. Pyrotechnic.

Race: Balam. (Humanoid felines)

Appearance: Dark orange, with black stripes (Imagine a very dark tiger.). With dark eyes and a backpack filled with interesting unknown (too everyone else) substances. Wolem is about four times the size of a normal house cat. Like all felines, agile + lanky (lanky is not a characteristic of all felines).

Armor: None.

Weapons: Extremely sharp metal claws (replacement of normal claws.). Poison vials (in which he drips his claws). Exploding/Flammable liquids.

Strengths: Agile, sneaky, Pyrotechnic, smell, tracking, hearing.

Weakness: Extreme reluctance to outright combat. Dependance on Pyrotechnics, somewhat over enthusiastic in that area.



BIG: Wolem recieves the letter.

What is this?

Wolem slashes open the envelop (and part of the letter) and reads it.

Who could know me well enough to send to this letter? Grama’s dead, Bromine is gone, Filch was incinerated in one of my experiments. It must be must from Gaulbert! He was such a useful suppliant, I may as well aid him with him once more.

Wolem then went to his den on the outskirts of Cear Duldrae. There he spent the next five hours making pyro chemical substances. Packing these with some chicken, Wolem went into the forest looking for Gaulbert. Smelling blood he found the bodies of the slain soldiers, in their midst one of them was still alive. After playing with him little Wolem tracked the company to where they sat. Listening to Gaulbert’s plan in the shadows Wolem knew how he would aid them.

Join them and fight the “best knights of the realm”? Hardly, I will strike at the Lumber Yard!

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OOC: Welcome, old friend.

BIG: Gualbert gives brawny slap to Vevis’s back. “Mind being lead by a bury youth such as yourself? Nonsense! I wouldn’t have asked you to come here if I didn’t believe you had the skills we need. Besides, Beldar and Rolldar, the two brothers who will accompany you in your mission are not much older than yourself.” Gualbert turns to one of the soldiers dressed all in black and green leather. “Beldar, come here! This is Vevis, he will be your superior officer during the attack. You and your brother Rolldar do as he says! I know he looks young, but as they say, ‘it’s not the size of the dog in the fight but the size of the fight in the dog! And Vevis, this is Beldar and Rolldar, the best scouts and spies we have. Lead them well!”

“Now, what will the rest of you be doing?”

OOC: They are to do as you wish, Vevis!

OOC: Ah. I did not know that you knew Aquinas personally, Earl. Interesting.

BIC:

"Someone new just approached our left, still in the shadows."

"We see him, or her, or it. Whatever it is, we'll find out before it does anything to them."

"Why are we protecting them?"

"Do we have anything else to do?"

The two held silent, drooped their heads and shook them reluctantly. After a moment, Tommy leapt backward into the fading shadows as dawn approached. Of course, Tamsin knew where he was at all times, but seemingly within an instant, he was above the newcoming figure, arms wrapped around a tree trunk, feet above his head grasping the trunk much like his hands were.

"Stay silent. Why are you here?" (OOC This is of course, directed at Wolem)

OOC: Bleh sorry gone all day at school

BIC: Jargg sat by a small camping fire, his leg had been freshly bandaged. "Aye, I'll lead a group, as long as ye give me a few decent fighters and some good marksmen. We'll give those soldiers a good ol' time." Jargg smiled as he said this, the prospect of going out and fighting again was a prime idea for him. He stood up and grabbed his spear, adjusted his chainmail and leather tunic slightly, put on his cloak and helm, then reached down to make sure his short swords were strapped on properly. All was well. Jargg took a great breath threw the nose, smelled like war, Jargg's grip tightened on his spear at the thought of what they were going to do.

"Great. Let's run through the plan, Beldar, Roldar. Well actually... we'll need to see a map of the castle to choose our best point to infiltrate..."

Vevis slightly frowned. "Gualbert, do you happen to have a map of where we will assualt? And at what time? I need details to make a plan."

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Lamont stood up and looked at Vevis. "He said the operation is about to begin, so just have him point you to where you need to go." Lamont had to do the same, he knew where to go... Just not who he was under when it came to this operation.

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Meanwhile, Klinkin was off to the side. Needing no sleep or food, he was planning the best way to combine this rag-tag band of warriors into a team. He would be leading the main aerial attack (In other words, he was going solo as a spotter) and thus he needed to fashion as many flares as he could.

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