Emerging from the sewers Oliver smile as the sun caresses his face. Opening his eyes he takes in the sight before him and slowly the smile lessens before disappearing. "By the love of all the gods..." he says unable to finish the sentence. He goes silently to the nearest destroyed building poking at the rubble with his foot. at the second scream they hear, he looks up, anger present in his face. "Should we continue up here what we started below?" he asks adding: "I have an urge to kill."
Sam looks out at the city carefully, before searching the horizon for their origin point - where the group fell from before. They narrow their vision, looking at Hargus' body before glancing back out in the distance.
"...I'm going there," Sam announces, pointing towards the ruined plaza where the cathedral once stood. "I just...I need to see if I can find him."
"Good," Oliver smiles sinisterly. "I'll follow you there. There might be demons there."
I guess the square's as good a place as any to start looking for the remnants of the Eagle Watch. Hopefully they find us before anything else does, Haroon adds with a shiver, before adjusting his cloak to ensure that the wings and tail that proclaim his fiendish heritage remain well hidden.
Anevia: Anevia explains that she and her wife Irabeth share a small home in eastern Kenabres-she asks you to escort her there so she can see not only whether she still has a home, but also whether there's been any word there of her wife's whereabouts.
Aravashnial: Aravashnial is concerned about his fellow Riftwardens, and that he'd like to be brought to Blackwing.
Horgus: If the rich man had an "insurance" policy it will certainly be hard to collect given the state of the city. Locating the heart of any resistance fighters would be your best be to try and find someone powerful enough to revive him.
Travel through the city's ruins is difficult and it is clear that the streets are not safe.
"There are many requests and we can only follow one at a time, so which one? I also have the ruins of an inn I would like to stop by" Oliver asks the others? He seems indifferent to the outcome.
"I believe we should head first to the inn, as most of us had only been carrying minimal supplies. We can then retrieve anything that was ours that is left. If we happened to pass by the places that Anevia and Aravashnial have asked then we can help them as well. But we all need more equipment then what we had when we fell down into the ground." Valtyra looks at each one of the party. Valtyra looks around and then climbs up one of the few trees that she can see to get a better view of where they are in the city. Once she knows where they are she climbs back down. "We are currently in the outer part of the city, we are far from the main square. The inn that everyone had been staying at is also in the outer part of the city north of where we stand right now."
She then points toward the two area to show the others where roughly the two sites would be if they are still standing.
Once Ginger is finally on the surface she looks all around with a very sad expression etched onto her face. "The City...its gone." She falls quiet unable to really process all that has happen. She will follow behind everyone as they move to the inn pulling out her war hammer and shield so she can be ready for anything at attacks. The scar on the side of her face feels strained and irritable because of the destruction the demons have done.
"You got a point, Legs," Sam tells Valtrya, sighing a bit. "Okay, but, let's try and figure out first which place is closest to us - whatever that one is, we'll go and do first. Then the next, and the next, and so on so we can deal with everything as quickly as we can, all right?"
"Legs?" Valtyra looks at the gun slinger, "Yes, that is the best solution for the moment."
Haroon stays close to the others, trying to look every way at once.
Mordan keeps his emotions in check, though the sight of the ruined city has certainly jolted him. "These streets are dangerous, and any resistance is unlikely to be spread out. We should minimize the amount of travel through these streets. Of our destinations, which is closest? We should start there and plan a path that keeps our travel to the smallest amount needed to get to these destinations."
Studying the gesticulations of Valtyra Oliver gains a little understanding of the city layout. "I think Greylocke is right we should plan our travels, but I for one wouldn't mind settling a few scores along the way."
Which way then, Oliver? Haroon asks. I admit, I don't know the city very well, and it's generally good to have a plan, but with Kenabres so devastated, it might be better to hold off on our decision-making until we have more information. Blackwing is closest, and the Riftwardens might have survived with their magics, and have good information for us as we make our way. Haroon looks around once more, jumpy as a long-tailed cat in a room of rocking chairs. Whichever way we go, let's move quickly. Our odds aren't very good on the move, but they have to be better than standing still.
Traveling through the remains of the city proves almost as difficult as the tunnels. Though in only a short time it becomes clear that the city may be even more dangerous.
Order
Haroon
Mordan
Ginger
Valtyra
Oliver
Sam
AC 14, touch 14, flat-footed 11 (+3 Dex, +1 size)
hp 9
Fort +3, Ref +5, Will +1
Valtyra will stab at the nearest dire rat with her long spear.
Haroon thinks on what he knows of monstrous rats, and decides to hurl a globule of acid while his thoughts percolate.
Haroon- hits the rat with the acid.
Rat 1- Rushes forward and bites at Oliver though not a mortal wound the teeth tear into his hand.
Rat 2- Darts under Valtyra's spear getting in past her guard.
Valtyra - Steps back and stabs the rat with her spear.
"Vermin," Mordan grunts. He then pulls the Morningstar as he charges one of the rats away from the group to draw their attention away from the rest.
Ginger movers forward and slices down at the rat grumbling all the while.
Mordin and Ginger each move forward and smash rats. Ginger's is still up and fighting.
The rate bites at her as another closes in on her.
Mordin is flankes as rats converge on him as well
Oliver
Sam
and the last rat will complete the round.
Sam steps in front of the blinded elf aiming and shooting the only rat that hadn't gone after any of the others. "Lousy vermin!"
Cursing as the filthy teeth tears his flesh Oliver quickly draws his blade and slash at one of the rats. Severing the head from the body, he smiles, revenge is sweet.
Sam's pistol injures the slowest rat, but it shrugs off the wound.
Oliver dispatches another of the beasts with a flourish of his blade.
The last rat rushes at Sam trying to bite her but misses badly.
With their numbers reduced nearly to half the rats hesitate.
Order
Haroon
Mordan
Ginger
Valtyra
Oliver
Sam
Dire Rat
Dire Rat
Dire Rat
Dire Rat
Dire Rat
Haroon moves forward and takes a swing at the rat menacing Sam.
Mordan continues swinging the Morningstar in a wide arc towards a rat's head.
"Stick to your spells, wizard!" Sam comments to Haroon, drawing their short sword and hacking at the dire rat.
As if I'd waste my spells on vermin like these. Besides, they're all too spread out, and I'm running low on incantations.
Valtyra will step forward 5 feet and attack the rat to Ginger's left.
Pressing the attack Oliver steps forward to Valtyra's side and brings his blade to bear on another rat, this time only glancing it. "Shall we let them flee?" he asks.
As more of their numbers are cut down the survivors flee back into the ruins that surround you.
The Librarium of the Broken Black Wing-called " Blackwing" to the locals-has a reputation for containing the most complete record of research on demon hunting in the country. Unfortunately, Blackwing now lies in ruins-all that remains standing is the Librarium's facade and its reinforced great hall.
Curiously, the buildings surrounding Blackwing seem not to have been as damaged-it's as though some force singled out Blackwing for destruction.
When Aravashnial learns of the building's destruction, he becomes despondent, collapsing to his knees in despair.
"No! Gone, they're all gone..."
"Hey, elf, gone does not necessarily mean dead. So man up and let's take a moment to sift the ruins and see if there's anything left behind here that you need. Or barring that, anything we can take revenge upon."
The gunslinger checks their pistol as they walk towards the great hall, peeking inside and looking for anything that needed to be shot.
Haroon gently pats Aravashnial on the back, then lends him a hand to help him back to his feet. Sam's right, although I was always under the impression that squires should be courteous in word and deed. Haroon shakes his head and curls his lip into a small frown at the gunslinger. Regardless, any survivors may have left some clue as to their fates inside the structure, or in the surrounding buildings. We will search them, and find what clues we may.
Looking at the devastation Oliver contemplates why this happened. "Could something still be salvaged?" he asks.
The front door to the main hall hangs ajar and the brash sound of his voice barking orders to " stack the damn books better!" peals out from within.
Moving through the door you find five frightened librarians cowed- four of them bound hand and foot in the center of the room, while the fifth, a weeping woman, is being forced to make a ring of books stacked around the four.
Initiatives
Order
Haroon
Valtyra
Mordan
Bad Guys
Sam
Oliver
Ginger
Valtyra will move into the room and towards the human male that is standing by the weeping woman and attacks him with Radiance.
Books are for reading, not whatever it is you're planning on doing with them.
Haroon takes a cautious step back from the doorway and channels the magic of Terendelev's Scale of Glittering to burst into the room.
"Stand down! What goes on here? Speak quickly and justify these actions before things get messy."
Valtyra misses the crusader that appears to be leading these men.
Mordin seems to try and stop the quickly beginning fight.
"Not likely paladin!" He leaps away from Valtyra's blade and returns it with a strike of his own mace. His swing is as effective as hers was.
The Tieflings strike out, one at Mordin the other at one of the tied librarians.
The unarmed man lets out a cry of alarm as the blade bits deep in his flesh.
The other librarian, (who was stacking the books) backs quickly away from the fight.
Order
Haroon
Valtyra
Mordan
Bad Guys
Oliver
Ginger
Oliver makes his way in after the others, the stolen bow is drawn and as soon as he has a somewhat clear shot at the tiefling he fires. The tight lipped smile becomes even more strained as he sees the arrow fly past.