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The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

From the web that was the Master's Dungeon, Twich waited while the skills of his co-workers were put to use.

While Ekusha went out into the world and did whatever it was that she was going to do and That Which Consumes Peace hopefully remembered what he had been asked to do and didn't just ignore it to do his own thing out of pure spite, Twich moved to join Clotho in her 'Command Center' in order to try and get an idea of what they were going into.

The whole 'Dragonfly Eye' effect of the Chamber of Eyes was as unnerving as it was interesting, but Twich attempted to rally himself as much as possible in order to gleam as much information as he could for himself instead of having to relay completely on Clotho for a translation of the raw data that was flooding in. "Good call on sending some of your more... warlike little friends into ambush positions but I don't want them moving in unless we are completely out of options and we decide to abandon all pretense that the humans were responsible for this raid. If the dwarves that scout the place out afterwards find strange, inhuman tunnels leading into their own and find their kin slain by inhuman monsters its going to be hard to blame humans for it..."

"Try to locate as many ventilation shafts as possible while you are at it... I'm sure that I've got a couple of concoctions that dwarves wouldn't be able to breath in but your bugs should handle just fine... I might just get started on that now."

In fact, Twich had already returned to his quarters and was getting to work putting together a lovely little persant for the dwarves in the lower tunnels of the mine which needed those ventilation shafts when That Which Consumes Peace returned with prize and information. Twich listened and inspected what the demon had recovered with glee. "How good are you at forging an official looking document? It just needs to be written in a fancy manner and get across the point that-" the Kobold actually tried to make his voice sound as prim and pompous as possible as he dictated "His royal holiness the Emperor has deemed this land to be part of his sovereign soil and thus to be used for the benefit of humanity alone. He has ruled that all other races found here are merely squatters to be dealt with in whatever manner his honored and humble servant -whomever the local managing noble is- deems fit. Consider this your official eviction notice. "

Coughing a little as he took the chance to catch his breath and return his voice to normal, Twich added "The plan is when everything is wrapping up to nail that to the front entrance of the mine, maybe hang some tasteful banners from the local managing noble as well to add a tasteful dab of color to the horrible defiled and mutilated bodies of the dwarves at the mine; Really drive home the message of what a human 'eviction' means."

Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

Want me to post what we have so far? Flagg isn't really saying anything.

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

Sorry for my lack of posting lately. I've been quite under the weather as of late and its been hard to post anything.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

Sorry if I haven't been posting lately, but I've just had the flu for the last couple of days (Still do) and I'm having trouble recovering from it. Hopefully it passes before this get really out of hand.

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

As the others gathered and explained their ideas, Twich took the time to listen but his mind was already gearing up with his own plotted course of action and that required getting the demon on side for it. Turning to meet That Which Consumes Peace's gaze despite his small structure, Twich felt much bigger and more confident due to the fact that their master favored him more then the demon and that if he was struck down there would be consequences.

"My humans cannot pass for solders, but yours can. They are not going to be dying for nothing... they are going to be valantly sacrificing their lives in order to ensure that the cool headed and peaceful factions of both the dwarfs and the humans will be unable to get a word in edgewise about a peaceful solution when everyone else is drowning them out with a cry for vengeance and blood. Surely you've sacrificed more minions for less then a whole blown dwarf/human war? Besides, you can always grab two of the dwarves to replace the men you gave up; Not only haven't you lost anything from the exchange but you've increased the versatility of your minions and where you can have them operate; And with the coming human/dwarf war... well, you'll be able to have agents on both sides, egging it on to further heights..." It was an appeal to the demon's very nature and the Kobold might have been laying it on a bit thick, but hopefully the demon would be inclined to listen to him and commit to his plan if only out of self serving greed.

Turning to address the group as a whole, Twich took a deep breath in order to puff himself up as much as possible and to give him some air to talk with. "In truth Ekusha, before I commit to either yourself or That Which Consumes Peace to enter the mine I wished for the ever delightful Clotho to send in her little friends first in a more covert role in order to get us an idea of what is going on inside. After all, the Master has made note they the dwarfs seem to have some means of blocking his magic and I would rather not send in the magic users until we can work out how they are doing so and figure out how to disable it. If nothing else, it gives us an idea of where everything is and thus better plan or actual assault on the place."

"While Clotho is information gathering on the dwarves, That Which Consumes Peace and Ekusha will be gathering a few pieces of equipment and information on the local human kingdom. Namely, I want you to find out the name of the king, the name of the local lord of the area, several of the human kingdom's flags and if at all possible, a blank document bearing the seal and signature of the local lord. Don't want the dwarfs mistaking this for simply banditry, now do we?" The grin on Twich's face could only be called delightfully evil at the thoughts that were going through his head.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

As the APC came to a stop, Andrew didn't seem to react in an overly major way. While others jumped over the sides or scrambled to get weapons ready or even just kept a look out for hostiles, he placed his Lance on his shoulder and seemed to relax a little bit as he waited. His logic on the matter was that until someone shouted 'Tank!' or 'Lancer!' all jumping out of the APC would do was make him a target.

When the scouting party returned plus one, PFC Macdonald listened in silence until the matter of what to do with the new girl came up. Her suggestion to go with the scouting team to recover her lance finally caused him to speak. "Sergent, if I may we should disarm and tie this girl up and keep her under watch until we can get in contact with the powers that be and confirm that she is who she claims she is. For all we know she's an imperial spy that will murder our scouts once they are far enough away and lead us into an ambush... at the very least she could report to the Imperial forces that we are in the area."

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

And Twich is stepping up to the leader plate.

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

When Twich was given his latest task from the Master, a part of him was somewhat annoyed that he was being called away from his experiments so soon after they had began. Granted they were only the preliminary tests but being absent for them might result in him losing information and delaying his research.

While not ideal, Twich managed to rope a couple of Imps into staying in his lab and gave them some basic instructions; They were never to touch the bodies, they were to observe and keep note of anything out of the ordinary that happened and if one of them died they were to write down the time of their death (Twich had made sure his clock was properly freshly winded up for just that purpose). It was the best he could do under such a sudden deadline through...

Speaking of the mission that he had been given, Twich's mind was already combing through his current set of objectives and the information that the Master had to provide for the third time as it tried to piece together a plan of action. He already had a fairly decent way to pin it on the humans and have already sent a messenger to the Master requesting at least two weapons and two sets of armor from whatever passed for the town watch from that village that they had raided the day before. A second messenger had been dispatched to whatever lair That Which Consumes Peace had taken for itself with a request that it carefully pick two of its slaves to come with them; They would not be coming back.

At least there was the starting of a plan; First and foremost they needed more intel but that would have to wait for them to arrive there. Taking the time to make sure he had his supplies topped up, the kobold went to meet with the rest of his team and get underway.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Andrew had been rather quiet all morning. Checking his equipment over and over, making sure that his supplies were good to go...And he simply couldn't bring himself to talk to anyone. There would be plenty of time to talk on the way there because otherwise the silence would be more dangerous then anything else.

They would be going into combat as the vanguard and it was hoped that they would be victorious.

When the question of what they thought of the operation they were about to embark on came up, Andrew finally broke his silence. Nerves be damned, his squad mates need a moral boost before they got sent into action. "It doesn't matter if we are fighting at Vasel or in front of the royal palace; We're bloody solders now and that means we only have two major objectives in this war. Keep our mates alive and kick the invading imperial bastards with our steel capped boots where it hurts as hard as we can as often as we can until they kneel over and die or surrender. Our job is not to die for our country, it is to make those bastards die for theirs and Vasel seems to be just as good a place to start as any."

Might not have been the grandest speech, but it would hopefully light the fire they needed to get through what was to come.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

@Lennon79

Sorry mate. I've been a bit under the weather lately. I'll get a post up shortly.