[Taocow PBEM] Book 3 - Chapter V - The Debate

Thu Dec 1 18:33:55 UTC 2011

OOC: Sorry about that! At any rate, what happened was that Justin
opened fire on the sky cycle and they fled. I think I may have missed
your post. I'll modify the post when I commit to the website to show
Kitsune fired off some shots as well. Again, many apologies.

Aaron

On Thu, Dec 1, 2011 at 10:13, Kitsune <kitsunefx at netzero.net> wrote:
> ooc: It seems like some of the posts involved in this thread got lost. . .I
> can follow it but a bit confused.
> Should I assume that Alex was unable to effectively return fire against the
> sky cycles with her rifle?
>
> [Alex]
> Once she gets to the castle, which she considers more a fort, Alex will look
> around at the defenses to see how good it might be at holding up. In
> looking, she will try to find an e-clip charger
> [/Alex]
>
>
> On 11/30/2011 17:38, Aaron Clausen wrote:
>>>>
>>>> [GM]
>>>> The Baron does not look terribly happy about this. "Do you mean I
>>>> have to walk?" he asks miserably. "It's at least ten miles!"
>>>> [/GM]
>>
>>
>>> [Oz]
>>> Osmar chuckles. "Think of it as an adventure, old bean. And think of
>>> how the peers will 'ooh' and 'aah' over your retellings of the tale."
>>> He looks over the wounded being loaded into his truck. "Besides, it
>>> looks like your passenger seat is safe."
>>> [/Oz]
>>
>>
>>>> [Louissa]
>>>> Louissa shakes her head, but decides it's better not to insult local
>>>> nobility.
>>>> [/Louissa]
>>
>>
>>>> [GM]
>>>> The knights ignore the Baron and begin loading up the most wounded.
>>>> [/GM]
>>
>>
>>>>> [Alex]
>>>>> Alex looks to see if anything is visible with night vision?
>>>>> [/Alex]
>>
>>
>>>> [GM]
>>>> Whatever it is is a long ways up, perhaps 20,000 feet, but the heat
>>>> signature suggests a triangular shape, perhaps 60 or 70 feet long
>>>> with a wingspan somewhere around 50 feet. There's a slight ripple in
>>>> the heat signature and then she sees a clear flaring, possibly from
>>>> something rocket-powered, and it's heading their way very quickly.
>>>> [/GM]
>>
>>
>>> [Vesper]
>>> "We got a jet or something in the air."
>>>
>>> He doesnt know too many kingdoms in England that use jets so prepares
>>> to throw up an energy field in case he see's any tell tale signs of
>>> missiles.  Keeping the energy field away from him and the group more
>>> of a detonation shield.
>>> [/Vesper]
>>
>>
>>> [Oz]
>>> The German man nods. "As I said. See you back in New Camelot, Baron."
>>> With that, Oz ducked back into the car and restarted the engine. He
>>> looked over at the man in the passenger seat. "You are the navigator.
>>> Tell me where we are going."
>>> [/Oz]
>>
>>
>> [GM]
>> "Away from here," the man manages to say, though he's obviously in a great
>> deal of pain.  "Nearest place with a doctor and a chemist."
>> [/GM]
>>
>>> [Justin]
>>> Justin lands easily, with about the degree of reaction of a normal
>>> human having jumped three feet. "The skycycles were definitely
>>> Kittani, I nailed one, and they both bugged out." He looks towards
>>> the sound of the jet rumble, using his armor's optics "Now though,
>>> I'm wondering whether they were running from me, or running for
>>> minimum safe distance. I'm not inclined to stick around to find out.
>>> I can carry a man or two if necessary, but I think we ought to move,
>>> right now."
>>> [/Justin]
>>
>>
>>> [Alex]
>>> Alex states, "There is something wrong here. I feel danger." The red
>>> haired scout has her rifle ready in case of emergency
>>>
>>> Alex looks over where one of the men she shot is laying, feeling a
>>> little bit guilty
>>> [/Alex]
>>
>>
>> [GM]
>> The commanding knight looks up.  "Good lord!" he shouts.  "I think we're
>> about to be bombed!  Everyone that can carry one of the wounded, do it now.
>> Move move move!"
>>
>> In moments everyone who can is hustling.  One man looks at Justin and says
>> "If you can carry two, there's two over there."  He points to two men, one
>> of which is the one that Alex had just been looking at.
>>
>> There's a distant roaring sound, but it's getting closer.  There's only
>> seconds, and as everyone scurries, a missile strikes Vesper's energy shield.
>>  The shield [50 MD] absorbs most of the energy of the blast [Damage: 130MD],
>> but the concussive force is enough to send several people, including Vesper
>> himself flying [Missile Strike: 13], as well as Louissa [Dodge: 7] and
>> several others.  No great harm is done [Damage: 4SDC] other than some
>> bruising.  Vesper's shield has saved several lives, it seems.
>> [/GM]
>>
>> [Louissa]
>> Louissa, picking herself up and dusting herself, turns to Vesper.  "I
>> thank you very much! A handy companion to have around."
>> [/Louissa]
>>
>> [GM]
>> The knights are now moving with great speed. The leader turns back to the
>> company. "The keep of New Bournemouth is about twelve miles north of here.
>> If we're lucky, we might make it. If you're coming, the time to do so is
>> now."
>>
>> He walks over to Osmar's vehicle. "I'm assuming you know the way. We'll be
>> right behind you."
>> [/GM]
>>
>>> [Ted]
>>> Ted volunteers to stay behind and cover the group's escape. "I can
>>> follow the tire tracks and catch up with the rest of you later," he
>>> assures them.
>>> [/Ted]
>>
>>
>>> [Vesper]
>>> "Ted get on my bike, no need to be left behind, it will be cramped
>>> but right now thats better then leaving you here with all the
>>> Splugorth pawns running about."
>>> [/Vesper]
>>
>>
>>> [Ted]
>>> "How far do we have to go?"
>>> [/Ted]
>>
>>
>>> [Vesper]
>>> "Don't know, might not have the time to discuss it come on."
>>> [/Vesper]
>>
>>
>>> [Ted]
>>> "Right," the lizard man replies. He mounts the motorcycle behind
>>> Vesper and holds on tight.
>>> [/Ted]
>>
>>
>> OOC: I'm assuming everybody is in tow, so let's carry on... !
>>
>> [GM]
>> The entire company moves out, and probably in the nick of time, too. About
>> ten minutes into their journey, they here another large explosion behind
>> them, and then another. It sounds like the Splugorth are trying to blow the
>> whole forest down.
>>
>> Much to Ted and Vesper's surprise, the little girl that has been tagging
>> along seems to walk at any easy pace, but is somehow keeping up with them.
>> She hums to herself, stopping every once in a while and laughing over
>> something; a branch or a leaf or an insect, and then just as quickly
>> catching up with Vesper's motorcycle.
>>
>> Within another few minutes they find themselves at the eaves of the
>> forest, and looking out on a grassy plain. Twilight has disappeared from the
>> sky, and it is night now. The lay of the land here is of a shallow narrow
>> valley between two hills. There is the distant sound of vehicles, and on
>> what is likely a road can be seen a distant convoy moving north. Above can
>> be seen some sort of aircraft encircling the convoy.
>>
>> It is a dangerous task moving northward. Neither Ozmar or Vesper find
>> themselves able to move very quickly due to the necessity of sticking to the
>> border of the woods. Still, the convoy the company is shadowing is moving
>> slowly, and soon enough as the hill is crested and the valley left behind
>> the convoy is out of view.
>>
>> The commander, who has ordered radio silence, finally contacts New
>> Bournemouth and requests transportation. It seems timely, as the Baron seems
>> ready to die of a heart attack, his plump face red and sweaty.
>>
>> In a few minutes a pair of hover vehicles arrive. With great efficiency
>> and few words the injured are transferred from Osmar's vehicle to one of the
>> hover vehicles. In short order everyone has a ride, and it is timely. Even
>> as the hovervehicles take off, the Splugorth army reaches the crest of the
>> hill and begins firing salvos.
>>
>> In a few minutes the company has reached the walls of New Bournemouth. It
>> is a small town of perhaps eight hundred people, many of which, it appears,
>> are fleeing, leaving the army and the militia to try to defend it.
>>
>> Above it, on a high hill, is the keep of New Bournemouth, an imposing
>> structure made at least in part of megadamage materials. The Baron orders
>> the company to the Keep, and within a minute or two they are landing within
>> its walls. For the moment, it seems, they are safe.
>>
>> The Keep is a hive of activity, every hand, even the cook, has been
>> pressed into service mounting weapons or taking the wounded to the medical
>> facility. It's clear that they expect combat very soon.
>> [/GM]
>>
>> [Louissa]
>> Louissa looks very concerned, and turns to her companions. "I think this
>> is a 'frying pan into the fire' situation we have here."
>> [/Louissa]
>>
>> [Little Girl]
>> The little girl, who has been kicking stones around and singing to
>> herself, looks up and then right at the southern wall of the Keep, and
>> almost as if she's looking through it. She begins to giggle in a sweet, and
>> yet somehow menacing, childish fashion.
>>
>> "You have no idea, my Lady Louissa." she says, still chortling. "But I am
>> only here to help Ted Smythe. The rest of you, well..." she shrugs
>> noncommittally, "you're not my concern and dispensable. That poor fat Baron,
>> though. My goodness, but he's in for a surprise!"
>>
>> She begins to laugh uncontrollably and falls to the ground, rolling around
>> with insane mirth.
>> [/Little Girl]
>>
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