Using Ceobarn's vehicle, you make your way to the warehouse in only half an hour. It seems no one wants to get in the way of such an important vehicle.
When you arrive at the warehouse, you find it is surrounded by a tall fence. There is an open gate in the fence.
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From earlier post
Maxine pulls the small drone from her belt.
"Dome as carefully and quietly as you can check out the door and find the key pad we can't waste time!"
Dome reply's with a muffled "beep"
Stealth (Dome): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
Using her Rig to monitor Domes camera Maxine looks for the keypad.
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
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Omen-Seeker settles herself and her robes as she leaves the vehicle, feeling windswept. She checks the safety on her over-large pistol and loosens it in the holster, then leans on her staff as if infirm and waits with the others. Once it's time to go, she follows, feigning a limp and keeping her hands on the staff, ready for action.
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Azara watches the city pass by them as they drive over to the compound. Though a sparkling, crackling bit of light hovers between his antennae he does not touch it. Instead he adjusts the bone bladed glove he wears on his right hand.
When they arrive, he stretches and looks at the compound. When he spots the fence he nods to Omen-Seeker.
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Well... we need to avoid attention until we get to the control room.
Say, what about that distraction somebody mentioned. Maybe we can at least get the first guard out here and distracted, while the rest sneak in?
Sefel begins to cast dancing lights, targeting a square south of the gate, that would draw the guard's attention away from their approach.
Okay, now who can originate a little noise from that same point?
Dome sends back to Maxine that there is actually a drow waiting outside the door.
The drow does not appear to have seen you or Dome yet.
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Omen-Seeker nods to Maxine. "Shall I stroll up and ask for directions?"
If the party assents, Omen-Seeker walks up to the drow, her robes held slightly up in one hand and leaning on the staff with the other, looking older than her actual age. "Excuse me, young man. But I'm looking for someone. Could you point me to Madame Proudfoot's Tea Emporium?"
Unless he immediately attacks, she casts charm person on him! DC 15 Will Save.
The Drow clearly looks down on Omen-Seeker. "Get out of my way, you old ****" (please insert your choice of very unkind term for an elderly lady here)
His face then changes, becoming much friendlier.
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Uh...... that was more direct than I expected. Sefel whispers to the rest of the group away from the gate.
He then uses his limited telepathy to send a missive to Omen.
Okay... that worked. Maybe. Now get the drow to show you the directions more specifically or even walk down the block a bit. Anything to get it way from the gate for a minute.
Back to his speech, still quietly to Maxine.
Does your drone detect any cameras in the gate area? Between the gate and the entrance to the actual building?
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"Oh, thank you, friend. I'm sure the Tea shop is close. Perhaps you could walk with me? It's so very dark and I don't feel safe on these streets." Omen-Seeker takes his arm and walks him down the block, chatting about grandkids and future plans and his favorite childhood snacks. When they're about a block away, she asks if he would be so kind as to retrieve her handbag for her from her home. She gives him an address about 10-20 minutes walk away and tells him the door is open, please and thank you.
The drow wanders off, trying to help Omen-Seeker.
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GREAT work Omen. We'll see you on the inside soon.
Okay everyone, he's given us an opening, let's do this! The Lashunta spurs the group to get moving fast.
Sefel applies the access code and heads into the first area. He immediately takes the western door into the room on that side of the building and then approaches the door to the control room more carefully. He proceeds using his telepathy with the group to remain quiet.
Okay, this is going to give us our ability to isolate the guards and move about more freely. We just need to distract the guard in here...
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Azara follows his fellow Lashunta, pleased to see him taking such a lead.
He leaves his stellar mote in place but prepares for trouble with his Cestus.
"Unless Omen Seeker has another trick up her sleeve, I'm afraid this guy is going to have to be dealt with the hard way," Azara says already surreptitiously looking forward to the rush he's going to feel as the Song of the Spheres fills him.
Maxine does not know what the tree is.
An advertisement plays on a large screen mounted on the wall opposite the
entrance. A thorny blue tree planted in a large steel-gray pot stands in the center of the room, and a purple sofa has been placed below green-tinged windows on the south end of the spacious lobby entrance.
The screen plays a sequence of three advertisements on an infinite loop. The advertisements are narrated in Drow, but Common subtitles are included. The first advertisement shows drow marksmen shooting sniper rifles, large-caliber handguns, and other firearms, ending with the slogan “Guns, guns, GUNS!” on the screen. The second advertisement features a female drow squeezing the head of a male half-orc with a fleshwarped hand while her other hand gives a thumbs up to the screen. The screen fades to black, and a second later, there is a sound reminiscent of a bursting watermelon, and red spatters form the words “Invest in yourself—Fleshwarps!” In the third advertisement, a charismatic undead elebrian—the infamous host Zo!—talks while a side window showcases a squad of orc mercenaries crawling under laser beams, scaling a wall, sneaking into a guarded building, and opening fire on unseen targets. In each scene, a few of the half-orcs die, until only one remains. When the screen fades to black, a muffled scream can be heard in the background, suggesting that the last orc, too, died.
The rest of the team finds desks and computers in a large, open-plan office, covered in a faint layer of dust.
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"Capitalism's a beast."
"Everything's for sale."
"And someone will always buy."
Azara says as he watches the videos, more than a little disturbed by them.
[smaller]"Only the bourgeoisie are surprised when they discover that the corporate overlords see them as product, too. What those orcs need is to take the methods of productions into their own hands." Durgar comments, his eyes bright with emotion and his beard bristling.
Azara sees nothing unusual about the office around him. It's just another place where sad people go to do things that don't really matter because they don't understand the higher things in life.
No one is able to notice anything more.
Dome becomes almost invisible.
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Alrighty, Azara is probably right. Let's deal with this one the "hard way" and take the control room. Any last preparations before we break down the door?
Sefel draws his laser pistol and invokes an incantation on it.
Once inside we'll decide who holds this fort down and who skulks about the rest of the compound. I can protect the room with a security seal once we have it.
Once all others have indicated they are prepared, Sefel checks the door to see if it is locked. If so, he will cast Knock.
He then motions for Azara to lead the charge through the unlocked door.
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As you walk through it, The desks and computers in this large, open-plan office are covered in a faint layer of dust. Sefel checks the door, which is locked, then blows it open with knock.
Omen-seeker rushes inside, and sees several racks of computer equipment. Through the racks, they can see a startled drow, sitting at a computer console. The drow has on head phones, and has turned around at the noise of the Knock spell, with a surprised look on her face. On the screen behind her is a well-known raid boss from a very popular MMO, a giant fire elemental named Ragnaros.
The drow reaches for a weapon.