Into The Open Sky IC

[Felix]

Savanah is getting mad; these two idiots are really getting to her. Time to up her game. She braces herself and swings her maul twice on the fellow that just stabbed her.

You absolutely clobbered the first guy, blood is splattered over the pavement and the white symbol on his chest. He is terrified of you and trying to crawl away as fast as he can. His partner moves inbetween you and them. He jabs at you, but he's shaking visibly and misses. People on the street run away into the houses and alleys at the violent display. No one wants to get caught up in this.

There are worse things that can happen right now, but at this exact moment, Sasha can't picture any. She turns on her heels and takes off running, hoping that she can outrun the pair since she is not wearing armor and they probably are. Time to lose these jokers!

You try to run, but so are they. One of them lags a bit behind and gets out a big hand canon with which he fires a net at you, but you nimbly avoid it while you are running. The other guy is keeping up better than you expected. "Be careful, we don't want to harm Mr. Cauthorn's future wife!" the guy who stays behind shouts at his colleague. The guy on your tails makes a sprint towards you and is now dangerously close.

Several things flash through her mind as she takes it in. First is, I hope the professor's okay, followed immediately by, So that's the globe. The biggest one, of course, is, Oh, no! He's going to destroy it!

"No, don't do it!" Jidath shouts, throwing a hand out as if she could stop it. To her shock, she feels the shimmer of magic course through her, something that she usually only experienced when playing her instruments or singing. She tries to guide the notes of the world to the person in the cloak, hoping that it wraps around and holds him still.

Somehow, it works. She hurries over and yanks the globe away, trying to maintain her control of the shimmer. Once the object safely put aside, Jidath turns around and gives the person her best glare. "Sit down," she snarls, channeling the rage of disappointed academics and melodramatic actors. "Do you think that keeping you still is the worst I can manage?" She waves a hand and sneers like a rich student from a main school, an expression she's seen a hundred times. "This is me being merciful. If you cooperate, you won't need to see what else I can do. Sit. Down."

(This is all bluffing, of course. Jidath doesn't know how she's even doing this. But there's no way that the stranger knows that.)

The guy stays down, he is quite angry, but does as he is told.

"Benjamin?!" The professor shouts in surprise. "What the hell were you doing?" He turned to Jidath to explain: "He is one of my students."

Benjamin responds full of passion. "This goblin told us that our Most High Academe was sending out a mission to find a cure in the Deepwoods. We can't have people panic or put their hope in something that won't work!"

 

[Sherwood]

You absolutely clobbered the first guy, blood is splattered over the pavement and the white symbol on his chest. He is terrified of you and trying to crawl away as fast as he can. His partner moves inbetween you and them. He jabs at you, but he's shaking visibly and misses. People on the street run away into the houses and alleys at the violent display. No one wants to get caught up in this.

Savanah snarls at them, "What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you attacking me?" She brandishes her maul in a threatening manner as she speaks, "Give me a good reason why I shouldn't brain you right now!"

 

[Felix]

Savanah snarls at them, "What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you attacking me?" She brandishes her maul in a threatening manner as she speaks, "Give me a good reason why I shouldn't brain you right now!"

The one who was still unscratched disengaged and ran away in terror. The other guy was still there. Crawling on the pavement. "Wuh can' let you ge' away, knowing wha' you kno."

 

[Sherwood]

The short woman stomps her way over to the wounded man trying to crawl away and plants her maul in the pavement right in front of his face. In a cool voice, she says, "Can't let me get away? You are lucky that I'm in a good mood, or I might do the same to you! Who sent you?"

 

[Felix]

The short woman stomps her way over to the wounded man trying to crawl away and plants her maul in the pavement right in front of his face. In a cool voice, she says, "Can't let me get away? You are lucky that I'm in a good mood, or I might do the same to you! Who sent you?"

"I am a a Guardian of ve Nigh'. All hail ve grea' Storm!" And with that he falls unconscious. At the end of the street you see a guard arriving to the scene, starting to run towards you while blowing his whistle. What do you do?

 

[Sherwood]

Savanah glares down at the unconscious man before stepping back and placing her hands on her hips, the maul propped up on the ground next to her. She looks over at the onrushing guard and calmly says, "Relax, mate. I'm not the one that started the scrap, and this fellow has had his fight knocked out of him. He's still alive, at least." She plucks the dart from her and holds it out to show the guard. "This has some sort of toxin on it that him and his companion tried to poison me with. No telling just what was on it, but thankfully I'm pretty stout and it didn't do much to me."

 

[Fluxbauble]

Steamdrunk Felix
During the various trips, Pyke glances at the ones who bear the gloamglozer's mark. For Pyke he thought this might be a sign that his patron needs him for something. But where were they going? And why are they strutting about in broad daylight? As the last of the supplies is put onboard the ship Pyke looks back towards town before hailing Lugg-Mag.

"You didn't happen to see those hooded folks with the crest during our trips back and forth did ya? Looks like they're up to something. I know I shouldn't be sticking my nose in business that ain't mine, but I don't know. I've got this bad feeling. Like we're being watched or something. I don't like it."

 

[Steamdrunk]

Steamdrunk Felix
During the various trips, Pyke glances at the ones who bear the gloamglozer's mark. For Pyke he thought this might be a sign that his patron needs him for something. But where were they going? And why are they strutting about in broad daylight? As the last of the supplies is put onboard the ship Pyke looks back towards town before hailing Lugg-Mag.

"You didn't happen to see those hooded folks with the crest during our trips back and forth did ya? Looks like they're up to something. I know I shouldn't be sticking my nose in business that ain't mine, but I don't know. I've got this bad feeling. Like we're being watched or something. I don't like it."

"My philosophy is if they wanted to start something, they would. But let's see where they're Headed."
Lugg-Mag swaps out his musket for his bow.

 

[dae mec]

Benjamin responds full of passion. "This goblin told us that our Most High Academe was sending out a mission to find a cure in the Deepwoods. We can't have people panic or put their hope in something that won't work!"

"What?" Jidath exclaims. It was supposed to be a secret! They have't even left yet and apparently people already knew. "What goblin? Where'd you hear that from?" She scowls at him. "And who is 'us'?" Probably the group of sky scholars who wanted to bring a storm that Cowlcape has mentioned, but it's best to check.

 

[Felix]

Savanah glares down at the unconscious man before stepping back and placing her hands on her hips, the maul propped up on the ground next to her. She looks over at the onrushing guard and calmly says, "Relax, mate. I'm not the one that started the scrap, and this fellow has had his fight knocked out of him. He's still alive, at least." She plucks the dart from her and holds it out to show the guard. "This has some sort of toxin on it that him and his companion tried to poison me with. No telling just what was on it, but thankfully I'm pretty stout and it didn't do much to me."

"I don't like the tone you are taking with me. This man is barely alive, which would be enough to arrest you. However, we have been noticing those poisoned darts as well. We find quite some sky pirates and League merchants who have died from poisoning in the Edgeriver. Did he say anything to you?"

"What?" Jidath exclaims. It was supposed to be a secret! They have't even left yet and apparently people already knew. "What goblin? Where'd you hear that from?" She scowls at him. "And who is 'us'?" Probably the group of sky scholars who wanted to bring a storm that Cowlcape has mentioned, but it's best to check.

"I don't know, this goblin mercenary leader from the sewers I imagine, but I won't be saying more." He kept his mouth shut as best as he can.

 

[dae mec]

"I don't know, this goblin mercenary leader from the sewers I imagine, but I won't be saying more." He kept his mouth shut as best as he can.

"Are you sure about that?" She puts her hands on her hips and leans in. "You're in a world of trouble. If you work with us, if you tell us a little more about the people you're with... then that doesn't have to be the case. Is it really worth trying to protect them? After all, your 'friends' just left you here!" Jidath glances at the professor. "Isn't that right, professor?"

 

[ValkyrieRose]

"What might be the biggest issues this thing is going o face? What are some common problems? How is it going to fate defensively? What can I do to improve anything here?"

 

[Sherwood]

"I don't like the tone you are taking with me. This man is barely alive, which would be enough to arrest you. However, we have been noticing those poisoned darts as well. We find quite some sky pirates and League merchants who have died from poisoning in the Edgeriver. Did he say anything to you?"

Savanah shrugs. "I am sorry about that." Her tone and facial expression would suggest otherwise. "He did say something about being a 'guardian of the night', and 'long live the great storm'. Other than that, nothing."

 

[Fluxbauble]

With a nod Pyke makes his way toward where he last saw the hooded figures with Lugg-Mag. This would just be a simple tail. Nothing craszy. Just figure out where they're going and get out. He attempts to weave through the passers-by as he tries to find the gloamglozer's mark and begin tailing the group.
Felix Steamdrunk

 

[Felix]

"Are you sure about that?" She puts her hands on her hips and leans in. "You're in a world of trouble. If you work with us, if you tell us a little more about the people you're with... then that doesn't have to be the case. Is it really worth trying to protect them? After all, your 'friends' just left you here!" Jidath glances at the professor. "Isn't that right, professor?"

"Yeah, Q-Quite right."

"What do you mean "My friends just left me here." Do you even realize where you are?! You are in the belly of the beast. I am a guardian of the night and we are in the Tower of the Night" He grins.

Professor Onglewhip looks in horror. "What have you become?"

"HELP! ONE OF THE HERETIC ADVENTURERS IS HERE!" The boy shouts. You hear steps coming from the stairs above.

"What might be the biggest issues this thing is going o face? What are some common problems? How is it going to fate defensively? What can I do to improve anything here?"

"The hull is definitely our weak spot. It is not fireproof and will definitely crack if we have to make an emergency landing. I have been wanting to fix it, but I never had the skill to do it. Maybe you can spend some time on it while we prepare for take-off?"

Savanah shrugs. "I am sorry about that." Her tone and facial expression would suggest otherwise. "He did say something about being a 'guardian of the night', and 'long live the great storm'. Other than that, nothing."

"I have never heard of that before, but we will definitely look into that." As he is making notes, you see someone is about to pick up your ironwood shipment. You hurry over to defend it, but you see it's the blacksmith trog.

"I was wondering where you were, seems like you ran into some problems." He examined the wood. "This is not as much as I asked for, but more shipments have run into problems lately, so I should be thankful I got anything in the first place. I brought you the altered armor and I'll take it from here." He hands you the armor and your backpack he had taken as deposit.

The guard shouts at you. "Hey! You are still under arrest lady. Stop in the name of law!"

Fluxbauble and Steamdrunk You try to follow the hooded figures as inconspicuously as you can. You turn a corner into the alley with the sewer entrance Lugg-mag came from this morning and find yourself face to face with a group of hooded figures. There is no chance to hide anymore. Up close you see that there are about 6 goblins in black hoods and one fourthling. In between them they have a ballista they are carrying. The one in front takes of his hood. It's Tytugg.

"Lug-magg, old friend!" He raises his arms. "How nice of you to join us. Your story was very juicy indeed, Most High Academe Verlix was very pleased. I wish I could ask you to join me, but I have been paid handsomely to kill you and your crew. You know how business is, right?"

The fourthling exclaims: "All hail the Great Storm!"

Tytugg cuts him off. "Yeah, yeah, the storm and all that. I'm just here for the money. Men! Attack!"

 

[dae mec]

"Well, that's not a good sign," mutters Jidath. "Professor Onglewhip, are you coming with me, or are you going to take your chances in the tower?" She grabs the globe, sticks it in her pack, and hurries to the stairwell. She looks up the stairs to see if she can spot anyone coming, and then she looks down to see if the High Academe is still climbing. She has to warn him.

Under her breath, she starts humming an old war chant from a forgotten civilization. The shimmer had come to her once already. Perhaps it could be useful again. Blood! Blood is red as sunset!

 

[Steamdrunk]

"Yeah, Q-Quite right."

"What do you mean "My friends just left me here." Do you even realize where you are?! You are in the belly of the beast. I am a guardian of the night and we are in the Tower of the Night" He grins.

Professor Onglewhip looks in horror. "What have you become?"

"HELP! ONE OF THE HERETIC ADVENTURERS IS HERE!" The boy shouts. You hear steps coming from the stairs above.



"The hull is definitely our weak spot. It is not fireproof and will definitely crack if we have to make an emergency landing. I have been wanting to fix it, but I never had the skill to do it. Maybe you can spend some time on it while we prepare for take-off?"



"I have never heard of that before, but we will definitely look into that." As he is making notes, you see someone is about to pick up your ironwood shipment. You hurry over to defend it, but you see it's the blacksmith trog.

"I was wondering where you were, seems like you ran into some problems." He examined the wood. "This is not as much as I asked for, but more shipments have run into problems lately, so I should be thankful I got anything in the first place. I brought you the altered armor and I'll take it from here." He hands you the armor and your backpack he had taken as deposit.

The guard shouts at you. "Hey! You are still under arrest lady. Stop in the name of law!"

Fluxbauble and Steamdrunk You try to follow the hooded figures as inconspicuously as you can. You turn a corner into the alley with the sewer entrance Lugg-mag came from this morning and find yourself face to face with a group of hooded figures. There is no chance to hide anymore. Up close you see that there are about 6 goblins in black hoods and one fourthling. In between them they have a ballista they are carrying. The one in front takes of his hood. It's Tytugg.

"Lug-magg, old friend!" He raises his arms. "How nice of you to join us. Your story was very juicy indeed, Most High Academe Verlix was very pleased. I wish I could ask you to join me, but I have been paid handsomely to kill you and your crew. You know how business is, right?"

The fourthling exclaims: "All hail the Great Storm!"

Tytugg cuts him off. "Yeah, yeah, the storm and all that. I'm just here for the money. Men! Attack!"

Fluxbauble Felix
Oh Frell...

 

[Felix]

"Well, that's not a good sign," mutters Jidath. "Professor Onglewhip, are you coming with me, or are you going to take your chances in the tower?" She grabs the globe, sticks it in her pack, and hurries to the stairwell. She looks up the stairs to see if she can spot anyone coming, and then she looks down to see if the High Academe is still climbing. She has to warn him.

Under her breath, she starts humming an old war chant from a forgotten civilization. The shimmer had come to her once already. Perhaps it could be useful again. Blood! Blood is red as sunset!

The professor tries to get his thoughts in order. He moves his head from looking at the door to looking at his student "I-I ... I'll stay. I have to be here for my students."

You see no one coming down yet, but you do hear quite a lot of footsteps and shouts. You do see the Most High Academe hugging a pillar completely out of breath. "You ... Go now ... Fate of the Edge ... In your hands."

 

[Sherwood]

Savanah fires off another glare at the guard. "Under arrest? For what? Not letting a pair of shadowy figures kill me? There were many witnesses out here that can attest that I acted in my own defense, and I must also add that I did restrain myself or else the man there would be dead. Take him and see what he has to say about this 'long live the great storm' nonsense and leave me be. I have work to get done."

 

[dae mec]

You see no one coming down yet, but you do hear quite a lot of footsteps and shouts. You do see the Most High Academe hugging a pillar completely out of breath. "You ... Go now ... Fate of the Edge ... In your hands."

She hurries down to him. "That's a lot of people coming down," says Jidath, voice low. "And they know about this plot. Maybe you should run or hide too." Her muscles are coiled, ready to sprint, but she's considering trying a distraction or illusion to give her (and the Most High Academe) some time.

 

[Felix]

Savanah fires off another glare at the guard. "Under arrest? For what? Not letting a pair of shadowy figures kill me? There were many witnesses out here that can attest that I acted in my own defense, and I must also add that I did restrain myself or else the man there would be dead. Take him and see what he has to say about this 'long live the great storm' nonsense and leave me be. I have work to get done."

"You call that restraint?! It doesn't matter how bad this is, we can't tolerate this." It sounds very hypocritical as you know Undercity is ripe with crime and violence. "Those goods were probably not bought through legal channels either. So yeah,you are both under arrest."

The trog eyes you as if to say This is your problem, you deal with it. "I'll be damned if you get me arrested. Get this guard out of here."

She hurries down to him. "That's a lot of people coming down," says Jidath, voice low. "And they know about this plot. Maybe you should run or hide too." Her muscles are coiled, ready to sprint, but she's considering trying a distraction or illusion to give her (and the Most High Academe) some time.

"Leave me ... you'll never make it with me ... run!" You see the first people coming down downstairs, they are about 20 feet away from you.

 

[Psychie]

As Sasha runs, she suddenly skids to a stop, drops down and swings her spear back at ground level to try and sweep the feet out from underneath the closer man chasing after her. Then as he (hopefully) falls, she brings her foot down to his solar plexus to try and knock the wind out of him. Can't run if you can't breathe, right?

Spoiler

Hit Points: 50
Hit Dice: 5d8
Base Ground Movement: 30 / 40 feet
Initiative: +4
Armor Class: 17 (19)
Ki Points: 5

Proficiency: +3

Perception: +3

Weapons and Armor
Dart
+7, 1d4+4 piercing, Range 20ft/60ft, Finesse, Thrown

Spear
Main Hand: +7, 1d6+4 Piercing
Both Hands: +7, 1d8+4 Piercing

Ranged: +3, 1d6+4 Piercing
Ranged, both hands: +3, 1d8+4 Piercing
Thrown, Versitle

Unarmed Strike
+7, 1d6+4 Bludgeoning

Magic Tattoo
Once per day it grants me the Shield of Faith spell (+2 AC) for ten minutes.

 

[Felix]

As Sasha runs, she suddenly skids to a stop, drops down and swings her spear back at ground level to try and sweep the feet out from underneath the closer man chasing after her. Then as he (hopefully) falls, she brings her foot down to his solar plexus to try and knock the wind out of him. Can't run if you can't breathe, right?

Spoiler

Hit Points: 50
Hit Dice: 5d8
Base Ground Movement: 30 / 40 feet
Initiative: +4
Armor Class: 17 (19)
Ki Points: 5

Proficiency: +3

Perception: +3

Weapons and Armor
Dart
+7, 1d4+4 piercing, Range 20ft/60ft, Finesse, Thrown

Spear
Main Hand: +7, 1d6+4 Piercing
Both Hands: +7, 1d8+4 Piercing

Ranged: +3, 1d6+4 Piercing
Ranged, both hands: +3, 1d8+4 Piercing
Thrown, Versitle

Unarmed Strike
+7, 1d6+4 Bludgeoning

Magic Tattoo
Once per day it grants me the Shield of Faith spell (+2 AC) for ten minutes.

With Finesse you work him to the ground and knock the air out of him. The other guy took this time to catch up with you. He looks as you pin his friend down and readies himself to evade you if you try the same trick on him.

 

[dae mec]

"Leave me ... you'll never make it with me ... run!" You see the first people coming down downstairs, they are about 20 feet away from you.

She hesitates for just a moment, nods, and says, "We'll return with a cure." Then, Jidath sprints down the stairs as fast as she can.

 

[Sherwood]

"You call that restraint?! It doesn't matter how bad this is, we can't tolerate this." It sounds very hypocritical as you know Undercity is ripe with crime and violence. "Those goods were probably not bought through legal channels either. So yeah,you are both under arrest."

The trog eyes you as if to say This is your problem, you deal with it. "I'll be damned if you get me arrested. Get this guard out of here."

Savanah's eyes spark in anger. "What?!? You are arresting me?!? For what? Defending myself? That is total bullshit! You just said yourself that you've seen these poison darts out here before! What do you think I did? Stab myself with the dart?"