Forests surrounding Rembrandt
April 13, X903
Suspicious Monster Sighting
@Cello@Lunarlord34@Sanguine Rose
April 13, X903
Suspicious Monster Sighting
@Cello@Lunarlord34@Sanguine Rose
{Negative, too dangerous. Fall back and we'll classify the mission as complete as is. Do not, under any circumstances, go after it.} Monroe was watching through the scope of his rifle and the two beasts moved with power and speed, tearing up the clearing. {Believe me, tracking it would be great if it wasn't so dangerous, but orders are to pull all of us back if it shows up. Besides, one of the War Mages should be showing up to lead the hunt for it soon. As I understand it, he'll be meeting with your guild master today and she'll be making the case for you all to help take it down once we found the lair.}
There's a deep breath that comes through from Monroe's end of the VOX unit before he continues. {But I have orders to keep all of us safe and alive, and giving chase is counter-intuitive.} There's a pause and the sergeant chuckles as he lowers his rifle as the two monsters disappear into the trees. {If you were guardsmen, I'd promote you for great initiative and planning, but you aren't, so instead I'll be the first to speak up in your favor for future missions. Wouldn't mind working with you when there's less...red tape involved.}
"Yeah, canteen's on the west side of the outpost, hard to miss." The Corporal starts to turn away and then pauses before turning back. "I'm going to try and get in contact with command back in Rembrandt, see if they can get artillery support to do its job and if I can get more information. Reconvene in...two hours?" Meanwhile, Damian was stretching after getting out of the truck, the long ride making him feel cramped before he waved at the two Rising Starborn mages and disappeared towards the Outpost's command center after securing his twin revolvers and his sword.
Jenna sighed as she looked out the window towards the group of three mages. "It's not that I don't have faith in them, Zen. Trinity already told me that combat isn't exactly her forte and we don't know anything about the magics of the other two, so I'd...feel better if you went with." She sighs again and turns back to face the chef. "I know you're technically our official chef, but..." Meanwhile, Karma was getting Matthew and Evangeline their marks for the guild, putting them where they wanted them.
The barkeep couldn't help but grin at the trio as they interacted with each other after she was done and she had returned to her place behind the bar, simply observing them all as they talked.
The two cloaked figures had moved their way through the train car and now stood near the door leading to the train car the noble and the mages were on. Ariel calling attention to the shift in murmuring's had Aylin's bodyguard moving to investigate. He looked through the windows between the two cars before his eyes widened in realization. "Lady Aylin, get down!" A powerful blast of wind magic sent the door and the body guard flying back. Aylin screamed in surprise and fear before running away from the now open door to take cover behind a table as the two cloaked figures lead the crowd into the car.
"See," says the figure on the right, a female voice coming from the shadows of the hood, "she's traveling with mages from that guild in Rembrandt! Surely they're planning something!" The crowd murmurs in agreement as the other figure drops his hood to expose a bald head tattooed with intricate knot like designs and a nasty scar across his face, a pair of daggers flashing into his hands as he grins at the mages assembled.
"They look like fodder mages, Gren. Let me deal with them..." The other figure lowered her own hood, exposing her turquoise hair with one side shaven and a pair of nose piercings, dark purple lipstick on her lips and heavy makeup on her face.
"By the book this time, Klein, or the master will have our heads. Now come on folks, surely this isn't suspicious to you at all!"