Tonight we meet the head of the night watch, well the new head of the night watch as they prepare a counter strike against the infiltrators who are currently sewing chaos through the streets. But while they may be old enough that does not mean that they are wise enough to correctly act in this station of power.
So prepare for trouble and make it, singular, as we dash forward in tonight’s adventure!
Counter Strike
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As the final assailant drop the sound of rushing hard-bottomed boots and clanking gear could be heard rushing towards them. Turning the corner came the vision of many ready swords, shields and people that formed a patrol of the nights watch. Looking over the party they assessed the fallen infiltrators across the ground before them.
A young woman walked forward to greet them ‘This your doing eh?’ she said pointing her spear at the limp forms of the masked individuals at their feet. She was maybe early twenties with a short bob of blonde hair that finished just above her brown eyebrows. A scar poked out from under her fringe and cut down across her right eye finishing at her jawbone which spoke of a wound that never quite healed correctly. As she judged the parties reply she nodded once. ‘It’d be best if you come with us. The new Captain will want to see you while he organises a counter strike.’
As the party hurried off with the night guard around them they were always watching for new signs of danger. A whisper of cloth here, a touch of leather and stone here, hurried whispers of fear elsewhere. There was signs that the fighting was not over yet and even worse, that the fighting was escalating elsewhere with explosions, horn blows and the cries of the dying from elsewhere in the city. ‘I am Lieutenant Cinella Tanner. We have suffered some pretty big loses from this brazen attack and we don’t know anything about them. You’re the first to have fought off and won against the assailants from what we have heard.’ she began as they turned onto a main street and marched their way to a barricade in the middle of the street. ‘Our own barracks was hit first. It claimed the life of Captain Jez Harker who died trying to get people in the locked up out even as the flames tore at the building.’
The few minutes that followed were quiet to say the least as they rushed towards the makeshift barracks. A tall man with a shot of silver hair was yelling loud enough that even outside of the parmentier that the party could tell he was beyond furious. ‘I don’t care how you do it! Get the rats out of my city now!’
Cinella looked at the party. ‘That’s the new captain, Svene Unwik. He’s been ordered to take control and get the streets back under our control. Give me a moment.’ she said as she darted forward. The party followed a few paces behind, let through the gates as Cinella had announced them in advance. But as they approached where the captain was they couldn’t even try to not overhear what was being said.
‘Lieutenant Tanner, there is no way that I am letting a bunch of civilians get involved. I don’t care what they are capable of, I will not speak to them. You are ordered to escort them back to where you found them and get back to patrolling the streets like what your duty is.’ the man spoke with such passion and speed that he did not give any chance for rebuttal or interruption. When they heard Cinella respond quietly it immediately met with a ‘Am I clear Lieutenant?’
Looking defeated Cinella marched out and strode past the party, her eyes furious. ‘Come with me.’ is all she said as she marched back to the streets. ‘I’ve got orders to escort you back to your accommodation.’ is all she said as she stormed off back the way they came.
Thanks for visiting tonight for another update for this weeks adventure. Don’t forget to come back the last few nights this week to make sure that you don’t miss anything that happens with this adventure. And, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
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