Role Playing Story Chapter 4: Infiltration and Liberation

[slightly aboveaverage man]

The as the group approached the disc, they noticed that it was protected by a large steel cage, stretching from the ground and over the entire city, preventing anyone from getting in.

Or out. Jericho thought.

They landed on a small pier jutting out in front of the main gate, An Avariel guard stood there.

"Halt." he called to them, raising his hand, palm outward. "Who dares enter the city of the damned?"

Jericho looked to Delmenon. "A little mellow-dramatic isn't he?"

"Sorry, I just always wanted to say that." replied the guard. "But by order of Lord Gwaethir, no one may pass through these gates without special permission."

[Dragonsbane]

Delmenon stepped forward, tugging Tamona along by her chain, "We heard there was a bounty on this one, apparently the Windlord Gwaethir wants her alive.....and no, we won't let you take it from here, we caught her, and we get the bounty for bringing her in!" his eyes narrowed menacingly, and his free hand lingered near the hilt of one of his swords. The guard stepped back, bowing, his eyes widening, "My apologies.....I didn't know that you were here on business for the Windlord...please, go on in." he ordered some other guards to open the gate, and Jericho, Delmenon, and Tamona entered the City of the Avariel...

Seeing that they had a problem, Talos leapt into the guard's body. He could feel the Avariel struggling to resist his control. The guard's eyes then turned black, a sign that Talos was in control, and opened the door, letting them through. "By order of Lord Talos," the guard said in a tone that sounded like his and Talos's voice combined, "you may pass."

[Dragonsbane]

Tamona glared at the guard, "BAD jaluk! (OOC: drow word for "male", in noun form), if you keep doing that, we'll get caught. Just trust Delmenon and the faerie elf (she means Jericho, drow call the surface elves 'faeries'), they'll handle this part of the mission."

Delmenon blinked, looking extremely surprised, "She has a good point.....though she might want to be a little less harsh," he said, and Tamona promptly stuck her tongue out at him, he winked at her, then continued... "can you erase his memory of being possessed? If we kill him, we'll have a lot of explaining to do..."

[slightly aboveaverage man]

Ooc: Jericho is human.

Jericho stalked past the guard, motioning for the others to follow.

"Leave the guard once we are out of view, then erase his memories. We don't want to be expected here you know."

[Dragonsbane]

Delmenon nodded, "exactly! No more killing!" and followed him in, along with Tamona...confident that Talos would be best on his own, since he had already proved his competence on his own.

[secretskull]

ooc:I hope you notice the unintended anoyence (hint see sea)

Jack decided to come closer hoping the things hadnt spotted him suddenly he saw who it was. "Its only Scott and those or is it that two headed ogre" he thoght. he then came out of his hiding spot and said hey Scott long time no see

[Dragonsbane]

The city of the Avariel had once been a beautiful place of gold, silver, and crystal......a place of light, freedom, and hope....but now it was a twisted mockery of its former selves. Crystal spires that had touched the sky were now broken or twisted, lopped off when they grew too high. A people once powerful and free-willed huddled in their houses, or walked slowly, heads down through the rubble-cluttered streets. Markets that had once stood unrivalled had few goods to sell.........Gwaethir didn't care about being a good ruler, he didn't need to! His only desire was to punish his people for something......something the Heroes meant to discover.

[slightly aboveaverage man]

Jericho leaned close to Delmenon and Tamona, so that no others could overhear.
"If we are to find information around here, let us travel to the den of those with loose lips: the local Tavern."

He began to walk again, but stopped and turned back to Delmenon. "And try not to get drunk, the last thing we want is your lips getting loose,"

[Dragonsbane]

"My people drink things that would kill your people, and they don't even get tipsy from them!" Delmenon said, laughing, but keeping quiet enough that no passerby could hear.