Tales of Steam and Sorcery:
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two) Unfortunately for Weist Town, although the beast was slain and the weather much improved, the future looked dark and grim. It seemed that Weist Town was not the only town to suffer an attack, though it emerged in much better shape than any of the others. Many towns had been demolished and abandoned, with survivors from the towns that left standing recounting tales of monsters that were either strikingly similar to the one that ravaged Weist Town, or drastically different. As the messengers return, mayor Weistrand and his daughter are informed of the grave news. Many of the attacked towns say they'd like to evacuate their populations to Weist Town - offering only what few soldiers they have left to help with the fortifications -, or one of the small towns that hadn't been attacked, or that they're abandoning the Border altogether in fear of another attack. It seemed that, if there was to be another attack, Weist Town would be on its own. But perhaps all hope was not lost; the damage caused by the creature was being readily repaired, and the fortifications were progressing ahead of schedule. People were scared, of course, but the Town Guard had done a pretty good job of reassuring them. For now, all Weist Town could do was stay vigilant and hope...
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two) And now, awake for more than twenty four hours, Rebecca continues to work tirelessly for the good of her town. Stopping only to sip a bit of cold coffee, the mayor's daughter replayed in her head her current list of tasks to do... speak with the guards, coordinate the refugees, send more emissaries, oversee the construction of more defenses and try to come up with a new weapon to deal with any additional monster attacks that may appear at any moment. And that was if no further trouble hit them. Oh well, she could sleep for a week after this whole mess was sorted with. For now, she had to move, to get to the next meeting, to reassure the next local or refugee.
edited 9th Sep '12 1:51:26 AM by FirockFinion
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two) Just what we needed... More problems. A war between those two... There was no way the Border would not be involved. Weist itself... her beloved town belonged to Anilix in paper, though it had been a very long time since they had felt the influence of Takei. Now what? They got attacked by monsters and to top it off the idiot Archmages would force the President to send her and her whole family to attack the towns just on the other side of the Border? Those with whom she had shared, she had learned, she had laughed? Would she see her dear Weist Town taken over as a command center, flooded with machines of war and smog, bullets and death? Rebecca was mad... and in such ire did a crazy idea come through her mind "Captain, call my father... I have something to discuss"
edited 10th Sep '12 10:34:07 PM by daltar
Weist Town - Border - Morning (Day Two) Rebecca then, for the first time in hours let herself sit down for a moment, gathering her thoughts and giving her exhausted mind time to rest as she waited for her father.
Things had been so hectic since the creature's attack, Weston had almost forgotten what a large role Ferrus had played in defending the town. He muttered something under his breath and said "You know... Nevermind... Stick around, and we'll say that today's repair job is on the house." He went to fetch his toolbox from under a pile of debris and discarded plans, begging work on the opposite side of the armour. "But just today's! I honestly can't afford any more than that."
"That sounds like madness!" Shouted Weston, over the noise. "Even with permits, I doubt they'll like you any more than you like them. What makes you think they'll let you in, regardless of the paperwork?" He'd had to pause a few times as he was interrupted by the clanging of the hammer against Ferrus' armour. "Besides, Weist Town in technically on Anilix's side of the Border. I doubt a letter from the mayor would help." Weston began to wonder if he should invest in a new hammer; the one Ferrus was using had been neglected for quite some time, given that Weston's Magi-Tech experiments were often rather temperamental machine, and thus, usually too delicate for a hammer. I should probably get around to fixing my Amplifier... He thought, idly.
edited 26th Sep '12 2:07:53 PM by Taco
"We cannot stay idle on this, Father! The entire Border... we are not only part of Circium and Anilix. Will you have our militia march against kind mayor Amanda? Against our old friend, Eirentar? Will you have us turn our weapons against those who live an imaginary line on the ground away? What about me, father? What about my studies in magic? Will I too be put on trial and secured by our Anilixian Government for my search of knowledge?" "I have friends on the other side... Friends that are no different from me and that I know are of Circium just in passing. Just because the Archmages decided to wage war we shouldn't fight among ourselves... shouldn't have our Border become a battle ground. Whatever happens, the Border must stand united. Call upon the Mayors, call upon the city leaders. Whatever happens, we must decide together what is to come"
The mayor sighed. This was turning out to be a difficult discussion. He didn't want this war any more than his daughter did, but he didn't share he idealism. "Of course we would never march on our neighbours, Rebecca. Just because Takei wants to go to war, doesn't mean we have to join them." He said, attempting to placate her. "But even if half the other towns within a day's reach of here weren't in worse shape than us, even if we united ever city on the Border under one banner, that still wouldn't be nearly enough to stand up to either Circium or Anilix, much less both at once." He considered, momentarily, that perhaps he was being somewhat defeatist, but quickly reaffirmed to himself that his outlook was far more realistic than his daughter's. "I'm sorry, Rebecca. I don't want anything to happen to Weist Town - or any Border town - either, but there's simply nothing we can do!"