Tempest: The Shade War RPG

Tiger Inn

"Oh, don't worry. I've been inside the castle a few times before. I know a few ways to get around it. I'm more worried about the recent increase in guards..." Luna walked towards the door, flipping her hood back up. "Just follow me, and we should get to the entrance by nightfall."

TIMESKIP

The President's Castle stood tall before the group at the mountainside's edge, overlooking the thick forest below. People milled around the general area, but hey mostly kept their distance from the stone walls protecting the group's destination. A few young men dressed in plate mail and armed with swords stood guard at the entrance gate. Archers with crossbows were stationed above, eyes watchful for any suspicious activity. The sun was almost set, making it darker and darker as each minute passed.

"The front is being watched the most, so if we approached from the back, it should be easier to sneak by. We'll meet up by the trees behind the castle. Try not to do anything to stand out." Luna pointed out the place she was referring to before she started weaving through the crowd, prompting the group to make their own way there.

The Moltov Bar

Inside the designated room, a pair of young men were having a small argument.

"Milord, are you sure you wish to go through with this? What if you get injured, or worse die out there?" the slightly shorter one said. He wore strange robes instead of the usual tunic, giving him the appearance of a wizard. A short, slim rod of metal could be seen attached to his belt. He was gangly and not very intimidating in appearance at all, wearing a pair of glasses that slipped down his nose easily. He sounded faintly Italian when he talked. The red headed man he was speaking to snorted dismissively.

"Luciano, my station, Hell, my very honor depends on me doing this. I couldn't dream of ruling this empire if I did nothing to try and-" He stopped suddenly, as if he had just realized that people had come in. "We will discuss my decision making skills later," he said firmly, before he turned to greet the newcomers. "Ah, hello! I assume you all came to take the job?" he asked, grinning like the previous conversation had never occurred. he was taller and more muscular than his companion, a longsword strapped to his back over his expensive looking tunic and silver torso armor. A fur cloak from an unknown animal was attached to his shoulder plates. His accent was Russian, the same accent that the emperor and most of the higher ups of Soleil had.

"Got it." Ganriel didn't allow himself time to finish before darting they the crowd of people, swiftly and silently. He quickly reached the backside of the castle, and as he waited, he inspected the area. "Big place...archers and swordsmen...with the numbers we have it should be easy."

"Yes, my...Lord?," Ninoi said hesitantly. "That is the proper address, yes?"

Leonard smirked, chuckling a little, watching what was going on now, and he looked in a rather creepy way at their employer, "You are...truly a fascinating young woman. You are ambitious, cunning..."

It looked like the Necromancer had truly found someone he considered his "equal".

For this occasion, he had brought a number of dangerous potions, including ones with quite a bang.

The Moltov

The red headed man's eyes widened a little at the sight of the kitsune.

"I see you are a very perceptive woman...and beautiful too," He said to Ninoi, dropping onto one knee and gently grabbing one of her hands. Luciano sighed from his place in the corner, shaking his head slowly.

"Focus, please..." Sol gave her a charming smile before letting her go and standing again to adress everyone.

"I am Imperial Prince Sol, and this is Luciano, future Head Wizard of Soleil." Sol gestured to his companion, who gave them all a short bow.

The Molotov

Bobbie frowned. "What is the job, exactly? Because if you're an Imperial Prince, we'll be serving the Empire. Which I have no problem with, of course."

THE MOLOTOV

Flint grunted at the sight of the wizard. Neither he nor Bazza were big fans of the spellslingin' types. The lot were shady and cowardly, at least in Bazza's eyes. "I second this question. My god led me here with promises of destiny floating down to me." The golem flexed his stone fingers idly, with his eyes decidedly fixed on the wizard.

"I heard...that it had to do with stopping the war," Minoi said shyly "That's why I'm here."

"No, actually, you will not be working for the Empire," Sol said to Bobbie, growing more serious. "You see, the Empire is a part of the problem. This charming lady right here is correct. Your job is to assist me in finding a solution to the ongoing Shade War. When I brought my plans of peace to Fath- I mean, Emperor Helios, he merely ignored me, so I wish to go off on my own to investigate the cause of the war. Lately, the Emperor has been reading the Celestial Guide more often than usual, but he always read the same pages, the ones mentioning Chaos. His strange behavior also coincides with his new favorite book, so I think they are connected."

"The most sacred city on this earth is Caelum, said to have been created by All himself as a watch tower for humanity. But it has never been seen by mortal eyes, and is thought to be nothing more than legend. If I find the city, maybe it will enlighten me on the reasoning for this war, and a possible way to stop it."

edited 15th Jun '13 10:43:51 AM by ScorpioRat

Augustin — Presidential Castle exterior

Augustin eyed all of the guards warily, trying to figure out his chances of not being turned into a pincushion. As Luna pointed out, that was pretty unlikely if they took the front entrance (not that he intended to take that route - it would have been suicide). He quietly hoped that the golems, being rather large and obvious, wouldn't blow their cover sky high.

He too slipped into the crowds, though he avoided moving with any haste. If he made it too obvious that he was in a hurry, he might be remembered if the castle guards asked people questions. Of course, the kitsune knew that he must have looked fairly distinctive regardless, but he was going to take what he could get.

Joining Ganriel, Luna, and the others at the back of the castle, he said, "Perhaps... let's see what the plan is first though."

Outside the Castle

"I'll admit," Tiburon said plainly, "That this tip-toeing around isn't quite me style." After a few moments, though, an insidious grin took his face by storm. If the pirate were to gain the glory he was looking for, their was going to be plenty of situations outside his comfort zone. But that only called for a more inventive application of his natural talents.

After another few moments, the raider spoke. "How about.......I give these slobs a drunk to amuse them," he said, "And if they git a tad to close for comfort, I can spill a little blood where the archers up there won't be comfortable to shoot at. They'll be trained at me, but they won't well take the risk of hittin' a friend if they're sane."

THE MOLOTOV

If Flint had been capable of rolling his eyes, he would've. "So you want us to find the unfindable to end the unendable? Quite the fight against power you've got here..." However, his large mouth split open to reveal sharp stone teeth, grinning. "In any case, you can count on Flint 'Badman' Mountainhold, Bazza's Heavyweight Champion." Flint turned so that the enormous book and the back of his shirt were visible to the party, flexing into a pose.

The Molotov

"If it will stop the war and save innocents, you have my word to help you," Ninoi said.

The Molotov

"I'm happy to help," said Bobbie. "Don't know how much help I'll be, but I'll try." She laughed, nervously.

The Moltov

"Alright, then we have ourselves a party!" Sol said, sounding excited. He turned to Luciano. "Everything is set up, right?" Luciano nodded.

"Yes, milord, all is in place. You may leave the city by way of the main gates at any time today." The wizard exclaimed. Sol grinned.

"Good. We will all meet at the main gate then. Moving in a big group will attract attention, especially with me. I don't really have a disguise, but I know my way around the city. I'll wait in here for a few minutes to not grab people's suspitions."