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Hey buddy! We are tentatively open to newcomers, even at this stage in the story. I will PM you to talk further about you joining our group!
MacKensie: "This war, all this killing, it's weighing on me."
Adam: "Had an uncle go to war once. After he returned, he killed himself."
MacKensie: "..."
Adam: "You'll be okay."
lolololol
Credit to @Zapdos for bringing this format of joke to our group. There is some really funny material from our cast of heroes, providing you purposefully ignore the context. Always a winning formula!
lol at Zell selling candy in 12th grade. Correction 12 years old. Not sure why I suddenly remembered the mistake but here I am
as you were ppl
Haha! Well that aside, congratulations on your hotstreak of always having an absolutely amazing post to read. You never know what you're going to get from Zell, but you always tie his personality and actions together very realistically and with good consistency. A very 3D character, so to speak.
Sorry for the delays, heat broke our electrical transformer, been without since a couple hours ago
Thanks for letting us know, although I'm sorry to hear to that. GM Post coming end of Monday so you have time!
Mayor Joseph Pendlebury:
The mayor bowed his head to Barracker. "As a Paladin, your word and reputation holds great value and will be taken into account." For a moment, he looked around for approval at this response and saw the High Septum's soft smile and nod of agreement. Then he went on to Barracker and the rest. "We are confident in your intentions, Second Chance. Nonetheless, we have a city to defend. Fortunately there is time to prepare. The hour is late. I would put it to the War Room that our noble adventurers could do with some food and sleep. This time and courtesy we can surely afford, lest we overwhelm our guests."
Ambassador Malcom Crane:
"Our good mayor is correct. Another War Room Meeting can be be scheduled for the near-future. And much of the preparations will get done outside of this room, where our specialists will get on with their part with rigour and our faith."
High Septum Areleth:
Areleth inclined his head in agreement. "There is wisdom in the Mayor and Ambassador's words. Let us adjourn here and reconvene when progress has been made on our various fronts."
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And so, Second Chance was shown out of the meeting by Lucy Bottrill.
But before they did, The Academy Officials requested to borrow the weapons and equipment that each member had shown up with, in the coffins. Not any mundane gear, of course... The Heroes from the Sky were not asked to strip down... only items of magical power were requested and Second Chance were assured that they would be returned in the morning.
It was the personal choice of each Person From Another World, what items they were willing to part with.
While Second Chance were handing over whatever enchanted weapons or gear they chose, Areleth found a moment to pull Barracker Kassel aside and have a quick chat...
Commander Thorn also had the urge to briefly speak with a member of Second Chance. Before the party left, he pulled James Sirius aside to get a brief summation of what they would speak more on in the future: Knowledge of the enemy from the mind of Zigmund Mugba-Zarack.
Lucy was sympathetic to Fenna's words. The guildmaster was the one in the meeting of officials who knew best what Second Chance had chosen to go through in order to reach that Source Comm message that was locked behind The Ancient Law of The Source Crystals.
She took them down the mountain and along the Inner North Wall Road that led to The Guildhouse, keeping her usual lively spirit and ready to reply to anybody who spoke to her, but mostly leaving the adventurers to chat amongst themselves.
"Here we are," she announced as they arrived at the Guildhouse. But she stopped at the door and turned around to everyone. "You two," she said, looking at Zell and MacKensie. "I am willing to overlook your actions a few nights past, on this one occassion - I will go back on my word. You are unbanned from the Guildhouse, but know that you are on thin ice, my friends." She was deadly serious. "I won't hear of any apology or excuses, or relitigate the issue, so don't bother." She wagged her finger at them both. "One slip, and I will see to it that you never step foot in this Guildhouse ever again."
She didn't even wait for the response, just turned and went inside.
The Guildhouse was surprisingly half-full, a rather normal level of business. In fact, Second Chance would soon find out that the entire City of Valhiem was running relatively normally, in spite of the impending threat of total annihilation. The barman, upon seeing Lucy roll in with Second Chance, gave a greeting to Lucy, then his expression grew stern when he saw Zell Brooks and MacKensie Trydant. And he was not the only one. The Adventurer party who'd gotten into the arm wrestling competition and the barfight that followed, that night when James and Zell had gone a drunken rampage; they also were present in the Guildhouse and they side-eyed Zell and MacKensie with threatening stares, although the were good enough to do no more than that.
There were some formalities. Each member was asked to scan their crystals at main desk upstairs. The first person to scan brought a confirmation on the system that Second Chance's mission was complete and Lucy carried out the relevant administration duties.
Second Chance were all imbued with additional Source as a bonus for their work, increasing their experience to bring them a step towards the next level of Ascension.
Aswell as this, they also upgraded their adventurer party's Reputation and Classification. Second Chance was officially now a Silver Ranked Adventurer Party. They were awarded money as a gratuity for their hard work and also recieved a financial reward for the Gold Ranked Mission. Together this amounted to the sum total of 10,000 Silver Coins (Given in the form of 100 Gold.)
The main perk of being a Silver Ranked party was ultimately the reason they were all here:
Source Comm Access and [Level 1] use of the features.
Lucy did not delay. She showed them all how to, when linked the Magi-Tech system, handle the movement and use of the User Holo-Screens. She showed them how to access the Source Comm, then gave them a little bit of privacy by going over to her Dog, Scribble, and giving him some loving attention aswell as a few treats.
Second Chance were left to see, in their Source Comm Inbox, there was one single message. Once it was touched, it opened up...
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This is an Imperial Missive from His Majesty, Emperor Quintus Young:
To those who read this message, I hope it has found you well. Please take my words in utmost urgency and with great understanding and patience, for I know that it will likely not have been easy to get this far. You.......... ............ .............. .............. ........... ...........
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........... .............. ............. ............. .............. ............. ............. .......... ............ .......... .......... ........... ........... I see you. You do not belong here. I'm sorry. You should not have been dragged into this. Those who did so are selfish, ignorant, manipulative and unworthy of you.
I can send you back. To your world. Where you belong. From where you should not have been stolen. I will return you to your rightful place. Back in your familiar world. Back with your families and friends. I'm sure both miss you very much.
Let me help you. Abandon those who are trying to drag you into this war. A war you do not understand. A war that they will show in a light that favors them. Do not listen to the lies of the guilty. Or the lies of brainwashed. They will paint me as the cause of all suffering. Label me, The Evil Witch Queen. They will paint this world as Black and White - Good and Evil. They will paint the imposter Emperor as the righteous. The only truth they will actually tell you is that I am the leader of the invading army. I am the aggressor in this war. This much is true, I do not deny it. Nor do I deny using brainless beasts to help me. For the brainless cannot be brainwashed. It is all I have.
We have a lot in common, you and I. Having our rightful lives stolen from us. Now being used as political tools for usurpers and traitors to Ileandra Young the Great's ideals and foundations.
Let me help you go back home.
East.
East to Azeroth.
The road is dangerous. Wartime cares little for innocent lives, unfortunately. Those who walk in the path of the Warmachine will get trampled. An unfortunate consequence of a much greater cause.
East.
East to Azeroth, is where you will find me. Is where you will find salvation. Come of your own free will, and the closer you get, the safer the lands will become for you. My power and influence increases the further east you go. The closer you get to Azeroth. I promise that you will be treated kindly. I promise not to use you until your bodies and spirits are dried up, dangling fake promises and platitudes in your face like carrots for horses.
I was not the one who stole you from your former life. I am not the one who seeks to use you a tool for ends you do understand. But I can be the one to save you from your nightmare.
Yours faithfully,
Melina Rasputia Young, the Rightful Empress of The Free Peoples Empire.
High Septum Areleth:
As James explained the arrival of Second Chance, Areleth was looking around at everyone, even going as far as to gesture to James in a sagely and dignified attempt to communicate 'I told you so.'
When James was finished, he turned back to the Cleric. "Thank you, my son. A succint, yet detailed explanation." Then he waited for the obvious naysayer to chirp up.
Ambassador Malcom Crane:
"Quite the outlandish story," the man countered. Ambassador Crane's role was essentially to be the voice of Capitol City and advisor to the Mayor regarding matters of policy and administration. "Stone coffins from the sky? Humans from a plane of existence beyond the purview of The Quinity? An entire world beyond Source?" He looked at James apologetically. "I do not mean to accuse you of dishonesty, but might there a more probable explanation?"
2nd Guildmaster Lucy Bottrill:
"I assumed some kind of mental status that doesn't show up on The Source Code," Lucy said. "Like a form of Amnesia, or something of the sort. But; I've seen some wild and outlandish things in my time... and never have I paid out a Platinum Ranked Bounty to a newly registered party. Nor have I read some of The Source Code that appears on their Adventurer Information Pages, upon further inspection." She looked at Second Chance. "They are certainly a unique bunch, I'll give them that." Then she added in a cheerful tone with a loveable shrug, "Apologies for talking about you like you're not here. You understand."
Director Clarissa Shields:
"I've spoken at a short length with Miss MacKensie Trydant," Clarissa gestured to MacKensie. "She's no liar... a fact I surmised that struck me as weird, given the claims made. My gut tells me that Areleth's gut is correct: They are 'The Summoned' - here through a ritual of the highest levels... levels not seen since the Mythic Age. Whether or not at the behest of Capitol City or The Witch Queen, we cannot be sure. Either is plausible." Then Valhiem's genius of theoritical science and engineering changed the subject. "But, if we might speak on a matter more pressing, for a moment..."
And that's when it was Adam's turn to explain, giving Clarissa a repeat account of how the cube came into the possession of Second Chance. Sometimes in investigation, after pulling at all the threads one can and collecting all information from those threads, it was worthwhile to go back over old ground with a new eye, cross-referencing old information with the new. And Clarissa was rewarded for it.
"Purple light..." she repeated. "I'd assumed it was just..."
She'd assumed it was just Source - purple generally being the color that Source manifested it's light in the physical world. But after many hours of analysis of the mysterious cube, it had become clear that it wasn't just a magical container encased in a metal information processing unit. The entire thing was some kind of advanced compact computing unit of it's own. 'Compact' to put it lightly. 'Advanced' was an understatement too.
There was no Source magic held within it at all.
Clarissa started muttering rapidly and unintelligably to herself, pacing around. "...Electricity isn't..." was two words that one might actually hear properly. Then more nonsense. Then "...but no. Sooo..."
Academy President Jordash Sigmar:
"Might I suggest continuing without our esteemed Director," he said with a smirk. "She is currently unreachable and one cannot know how long she will be like this. But I can confidently say that this is her at her most helpful."
A few members of the meeting chuckled.
2nd Guildmaster Lucy Bottrill:
Lucy was one chuckling. Though she got the meeting back onto the primary topic on agenda. "Well, I can say that The Source Code matches up to your story," she said to the Heroes from the Sky. "It looks like 9 villagers of Hommas all woke up with Source Crystals on the same day. Which would be rare. And your accents don't really match the region..." she pulled a confused face. "Or eachother, for that matter. You all sound like you could be born and raised lands apart."
After some more questions were asked, surrounding details of Aurok's death, their multiple Ascensions and other things like foreign weapons and gear or trinkets, or finally; any contact with enemy agents of importance, James Sirius took the opportunity to then smoothly transition the meeting onto the next topic on agenda. His intelligence and determination, matched with the arrogance of Adam and the casual apathy of Zell, all added to the show of strength and mystery that was Second Chance. Lucy could tell from the feeling in the room, that others understood that Second Chance was no ordinary party. Though she'd experienced enough of the Top Brass to know that such an enimga stood before them could be met with many different emotions. Respect. Fear. Admiration. Greed. And more.
Garrison Commander Thorn:
"Garrison Commander Thorn," he commander introduced himself, as was his habit. "Any information you have would be more than welcome." He nodded at James. "We can talk afterwards," then added to them all, "Unless any of you have urgent intel to give that can't wait." He gave everyone a chance to speak before continuing.
"Our military resrves have been drained from the need to reinforce Fortress Fornost, in the north. But what we have left is a solid army ready for defence." It was an optimistic assesssment, but no sense in scaring the party. An estimation of the invading forces was over 3 to 1. The city was in dire trouble. But Thorn would remain stoic and strong until his death. "Problem is; we have few Adevnturer parties in the city, right now, so we plan to split all parties into single units, spreading the offensive Classes among the Garrison Regulars, as Captains of Regiments, whilst using Support Classes in tactical groups."
Thorn shuffled around in his belt pouch and counted out 7 Alarm Recievers. "I will fill your party leader in with the details. He can relay them to you. And as it stands, you'll have 10 days before any fighting is needed. However, each of you must carry one of these around with you." He put the Alarm Recievers on the table, each small enough to fit in the palm of a hand. "It will signal you by your Source Crystal, when you are needed at the North and Eastern Wall. The first time it goes off, will likely be a drill, to ascertain our compentence and organization as a defensive force. The second... well, that will be the real deal."
@Dark Cloud had IRL drama that has been dealt with (that kept him from getting online) & he's working on getting things sorted before he returns.
Noted. Thanks for taking the time out to let us know, buddy!
Wulrick and his party, Silver Arrow, led Second Chance down the main streets that took them along the waterside, past The Bazaar, beyond The Temple of the Quinity and over the western Little Bridge to the beginning of the ascent up Citadel Mountain.
Midnight gave the great city of Valhiem a very different view, ordinarily so busy and vibrant, but no more so than now with the city under siege. As they went up the mountain, the near-constant waves of fiery artillery ammunition was ever more clear. Nearing the summit of Citadel Mountain, so high above the rest of the city, it felt like the Ritual Barrier was close enough to touch and explosions upon it were detailed and fearsome.
The high class, clean paved streets atop the mountain saw more traffic than the rest of the city, even at this late hour. There were people leaving and entering The Academy Campus, guards and military were more active in the area, and the many large municipal buildings saw activity too.
Lucy Bottrill was waiting for the two adventurer parties in the large square in front of The Citadel.
“Took your time,” the Guildmaster said to Wulrick. “Hospital trip?” Wulrick nodded, as did Lucy after. “I’ll take it from here. Silver Arrow will be rewarded for this great favor, mark my words.”
After a few more words between Wulrick and Lucy, they said their goodbyes and Silver Arrow was off. Lucy gestured behind her. “Good to see you’re all here.” She looked at Clive. “And I’m glad you managed to link back up with your friends.”
She had been informed by Clarissa about the top-secret and illegal operation to resurrect Clive Michel. Classified information but Clarissa was not one for following protocol if her gut told her it was important.
Lucy cast her glance across all of the faces of Second Chance. “Come with me.”
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Mayor Joseph Pendlebury.
Ambassador Malcom Crane.
Academy President Jordash Sigmar.
High Septum Areleth.
Academy Director Clarissa Shields.
Academy Director Enio Ivey.
Garrison Commander Thorn.
2nd Adventurer Guildmaster Lucy Bottrill.
High Inquisitor Lucius McGarren.
Heroes from Another World, Second Chance.
The 3rd War Room Meeting was already underway when Lucy brought The Heroes from the Sky into the room, but everyone hushed upon their arrival.
Some of them did not know what to expect after such a build-up in their minds, but the result was Second Chance did not seem particularly impressive. None wore gleaming armour, nor carried particularly impressive weapons. All were clearly human and carried the very average and unremarkable physical traits that their race was known for.
Some, like Areleth, Clarissa, Lucy… they were now beginning to take very seriously what they’d dismissed out of hand in previous meetings with Second Chance. That they were not from this world.
Those with the natural inclination to cast Identify in their minds when meeting strangers that needed sizing up, saw that each of Second Chance had already gone through multiple Ascensions. Enough that their power as a party was comparable to high-end Gold Class parties. This, coupled with the facts of their story: that they’d been in this world less than a single month!? It was nothing short of supernatural. Unheard of.
Some of the people at the meeting, such as Areleth, had knowledge of the particular uniqueness they all might carry, after witnessing James Sirius take the Cleric Test and seeing that he was either; connected to all the Gods and Goddesses of this plane, or; none of them in particular. Something else that was completely unheard of.
Some of those at the meeting didn’t know much about Second Chance. Some had heard the rumour that they had slain Aurok the Man Eater. Some simply had faith in High Septum Areleth’s intuition that these people were special. Most were understandably sceptical of the narrative that their arrival was due to the invocation of Universal Tier Ritual magic only ever heard of once in Mytherian history… in the Mythic Age where the majority of texts and records were, at best, questionable and at worst, complete conjecture and theory.
Areleth broke the silence by addressing James. “We are glad you could join us. James, if you would, please relay the story you told me, of how you and your friends ended up here in Mytheria.”
He gave the young man a chance to speak, then let the others know. “If any of you have anything to add, please share all you can.”
Their story would coincide perfectly with the partial shutting down of The WellSprings across the continent: A fact that had been kept under wraps due to National Security and Confidence concerns. Such a phenomenon was so rare that only something incredibly powerful could have triggered such a reaction... such as Universal Tier Ritual magic that could summon heroes from another world.
Clarissa would be as patient as she could be… which was not very patient at all… and would find a place to chime in and ask to hear the details regarding the Mysterious Cube they’d delivered to her. She did not ask any of them in particular, only wishing for the best recounting of how it had come in their possession, so she could hear it all again and see if she’d missed anything important, back before she’d done any testing on the artifact.
Commander Thorn decided to wait to give details and orders regarding defence of the city. This current discussion seemed above his pay grade and might have consequences that went beyond merely Valhiem’s fate.
Lucy would also have some things to say, but she waited to see what Second Chance would say.
Not all in the room knew that Clive Michel had been resurrected, but those that did eyed the bare chested man with some suspicion and mostly concern about what legal ramifications they would face from Capitol City for being party to Treason.
There is a window of time between: the end of your last post -> all the way to arriving and being fully healed at Valhiem hospital.
You have the choice which parts of the time window you wish to use to show Clive's POV.
Zapdos, Jay and Saiyan have posted this week with some great examples of ways to use this window of time.
If you're still confused, be sure to read the IC GM Update, the Group PM Update for extra info. Also, you can PM me if you're still unsure after that.
(You're not dumb, brother. There's just a lot going on right now that requires careful reading. Don't be too harsh on yourself!)
You have the choice which parts of the time window you wish to use to show Clive's POV.
Zapdos, Jay and Saiyan have posted this week with some great examples of ways to use this window of time.
If you're still confused, be sure to read the IC GM Update, the Group PM Update for extra info. Also, you can PM me if you're still unsure after that.
(You're not dumb, brother. There's just a lot going on right now that requires careful reading. Don't be too harsh on yourself!)
Throughout the night the fires on the northeast side of Valhiem raged. Greenglow Forest was ravaged by the CogHeads who had set up on-site manufacturing and smelting stations. Through the use of industry, alchemy and magic, iron and lumber was quickly produced from the forest and mountains. Seige towers. Catapults. Ammunition. More catapults.
What unusable trees there were did not go to waste. Pyromancers built bonfires, danced and performed rituals to enchance the power of artillery fire and also launch their own magical attacks on Valhiem's walls.
Valhiem City Ritual Barrier was holding. The Academy had divided all those with the talent to uphold the city shield into 3 shifts, giving the mages a chance to get some rest. The airspace was prioitized, leaving the strong city walls to take occasional damage. It was the best they could do, but what rest the mages and students could get would eventually not be enough to recover from the continuous drain of High-Tier Ritual Magic. But for now, the city was protected.
General Saladin, The Marquis
General Saladin, 1 of the 5 Antiquinites: The Witch Queen's personal think-tank, her most trusted people, and the heads of the invading forces divisions.
Saladin was nothing if not a patient man. Calculated and cunning. He knew how much time he had. He knew how long it would take to raze Valhiem to the ground. Everything was going as he had planned. There were only 2 variables he could not account for. 1 was currently inside Valhiem's Academy: The Control Core. It probably wouldn't matter much. The magical technology was locked behind the most innocuous of doors, a door that they would never suspect.
The 2nd variable Saladin was unsure of?
That variable was currently sneaking into the city...
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In spite of the vampire fledgings spotted around the city aswell as the patrols of Lizard Cavalry and Dark Riders, Second Chance were making progress through a combination of their intelligent decisions and talents.
Waiting until midnight was not foolproof, as some of The Witch Queens patrolling forces were mostly non-human, many possessing dark vision. But the cover of darkness certainly helped to some degree.
Fenna's injury meant that she could not swim for any real length of time, try as the tough woman did. Not even she could overcome that impossibility. But that did not mean that James' plan to use the river was completely out of the picture.
Fenna's innate talent for scouting and stealth made her the perfect lead for the party along the riverside. Adam's ability for rapid growth of plants and bushes to subtlely grow the already-existing cover that Fenna was routing through, perfectly synchronized with Fenna's skills.
James was smart enough to chant Undaya's blessing onto the party anyway, giving them all the Waterbreathing ability. On the few close calls, where Second Chance was almost caught, Adam did not need to sacrifice himself as a distraction. Instead the entire party would drop into the river and use riverweeds, grown by Adam, to hold themselves to the riverbed. Waterbreathing allowed them to stay as long as they needed underwater until the threat passed.
Still, it was a slow grind of a process. Especially at parts where there was no natural cover and Adam was forced to slowly and surruptiously grow vegetation and foiliage without anyone noticing, to create cover against the far-seeing, fast moving enemy patrols.
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Elsewhere:
The village of Cherrad, after being blessed with a full pouch of gold, sent out messengers to the Sibliconian Fortress in the north, Fornost, aswell as the nearest city, Helecarsus, for reinforcements.
Fornost would take more than 10 days to get to, and the request would be regrettably declined anyway. Valhiem was an important city, but The Free People's Empire could not risk any troops or warriors leaving Fornost. Most likely, the commanders at Fornost would suspect the attack on Valhiem to be a move for the specific purpose trying to spread the The Free People's Armies thin, so that The Witch Queen could take Fornost and have a clear path to Capitol City. In any case, it wouldn't matter as no messenger would arrive in time to make any difference.
The City of Helecarsus was closer and within the Northern-Central Mytherian Region. A messenger riding hard and fast from Cherrad would reach Helecarsus anywhere bewtween 4-6 days. Only time would tell if this would do any good for The Siege of Vahiem.
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When Second Chance made it to the walls of the city, soaking wet, cold and injured, the dangers that they potentially faced had finally passed. They had been successful on every front and avoided all of the possible pitfalls in their plan.
MacKensie could use her magical grapplehook to scale the walls easily and would be greeted by an escort of adventurers who had been waiting for the arrival of Second Chance. This party went by the name of Silver Arrow, and their leader, Wulrik, was explained that Silver Arrow was sent by Lucy Bottrill to help.
Silver Arrow ordered the South River Barricade to be lifted and the rest of Second Chance entered the city by the waterway. Wulrick was asked by the Guildmaster to bring Second Chance up to The Citadel, but upon seeing all of their injuries, he took them first to Valhiem's hospital to get patched up, which was done free of charge in this time of great emergency.
Once The Heroes from the Sky were fully healed to perfect health through the Source Crystal technology of the hospital, the adventurer party, Silver Arrow, would be ready to escort them from the hospital, up the moutain to The Citadel.
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