Posted June 30, 2011
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I'll keep the thread open until all the BB is ready to play, or at least 2 of you and maybe a new character if needed.
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Black Brigade:
1. Lewendor, level 3 Assassin
2. Xirdneh, level 3 Berserker
3. Jack the Knife, level 3 Spy
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Usually, being summoned by the Ringmaster is an enjoyable experience. As long as you've done nothing in particular to anger him, chances are it's good news: a new job has come up, party in the mess hall, brand new bottle of wine to share and so on.
The mood was a little more solemn today. The Ringmaster sat at his desk, scratching his chin and mumbling to himself. The Knight Roe stood at his side, eyes facing the ground.
Jack, Xir and Lewendor stood silent. Finally, the Ringmaster spoke.
"You know what I don't understand. This Miken guy. Who was he? Who is he?"
Lewendor began, "Sir, I don't..."
"First he's a traitor, then..."
"He is sir. Is a traitor." Lewendor interjected.
"As I was saying, first he's a traitor. Actually, no, first he's an upstanding member of our Brigade. Then he's a traitor. Next, what comes after that? He's dead. Then what?"
"Uh, he was alive, Ringmaster." replied Jack the Knife.
"Right, alive. So he's dead, then he's alive. Then he's our prisoner. Then what?"
"Ummm... he's a butterfly?" asked Jack, facetiously.
"You're not too far off Jack. He's gone."
"Gone, sir?" asked Xir.
"Yes, gone. As in, flew away. Gone."
"We had him in custody, didn't we?" asked Lewendor.
"We certainly did." said Roe.
"So let's go through this one more time. High ranking member of the team, then traitor, then dead, then alive, then prisoner, then missing." The Ringmaster sighed, dropped his head towards his desk and ran both hands through his hair. "There's something not right about Miken. He's a Lich, an undead sorcerer. It's the only explanation."
"I hope that wasn't your first," returned Jack, "your first guess, that is. Seems like a stretch."
"How else would you explain it?" asked Roe.
Lewendor was deep in thought. "To be honest, I have no idea. What do you mean when you say he's gone though, how did that happen?"
Roe scowled. "We went to check on him, a couple days after putting him in custody. He was nowhere to be found. He should have been in his cell, there were no signs of tampering, and we had guards on duty around the clock. Unless we've been outsmarted by some alien force then he simply vanished!"
"You can't out-rogue a bunch of rogues! Impossible!" exclaimed Jack.
"Right!" shouted the Ringmaster emphatically, slamming his fists on his desk. "You're damned right, Jack! Look fellas, you're young, you're some of the greenest men we have out in the field. Truth is, though, you haven't failed me yet and you were all over Miken's betrayal in the first place. The Brigade needs men it can trust right now, perhaps more than ever. Because, if he's a Lich, we have a serious problem on our hands. But then, if he's not, we may have an even bigger problem: someone on guard might have helped him escape."
"Sir!" objected Roe.
"You know it's true, lass, that's the only other possibility that occurs to me here. If that's the case, we need to expose the traitors and do it fast. We can't have this thing getting out of control. We have no leads, none at all. I need you boys to track down Miken. Find him, bring him in alive if possible. If he has any conspirators, I'll leave it up to your discretion as to how to deal with them."
"For the guild!" Xir shouted enthusiastically.
"For the Brigade!" everyone returned.
"Listen," added the Ringmaster, "we've got a shipment of goods coming in, probably the day after tomorrow. A whole bunch of useful items. Obviously, I can't have you wait that long, but you do this job correctly, you will have first pick from the stock. So what do you say, are you up to it or what?"
Roe added, "Oh, hey Xir, you get a minute, come and speak with me."
I'll keep the thread open until all the BB is ready to play, or at least 2 of you and maybe a new character if needed.
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Black Brigade:
1. Lewendor, level 3 Assassin
2. Xirdneh, level 3 Berserker
3. Jack the Knife, level 3 Spy
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Usually, being summoned by the Ringmaster is an enjoyable experience. As long as you've done nothing in particular to anger him, chances are it's good news: a new job has come up, party in the mess hall, brand new bottle of wine to share and so on.
The mood was a little more solemn today. The Ringmaster sat at his desk, scratching his chin and mumbling to himself. The Knight Roe stood at his side, eyes facing the ground.
Jack, Xir and Lewendor stood silent. Finally, the Ringmaster spoke.
"You know what I don't understand. This Miken guy. Who was he? Who is he?"
Lewendor began, "Sir, I don't..."
"First he's a traitor, then..."
"He is sir. Is a traitor." Lewendor interjected.
"As I was saying, first he's a traitor. Actually, no, first he's an upstanding member of our Brigade. Then he's a traitor. Next, what comes after that? He's dead. Then what?"
"Uh, he was alive, Ringmaster." replied Jack the Knife.
"Right, alive. So he's dead, then he's alive. Then he's our prisoner. Then what?"
"Ummm... he's a butterfly?" asked Jack, facetiously.
"You're not too far off Jack. He's gone."
"Gone, sir?" asked Xir.
"Yes, gone. As in, flew away. Gone."
"We had him in custody, didn't we?" asked Lewendor.
"We certainly did." said Roe.
"So let's go through this one more time. High ranking member of the team, then traitor, then dead, then alive, then prisoner, then missing." The Ringmaster sighed, dropped his head towards his desk and ran both hands through his hair. "There's something not right about Miken. He's a Lich, an undead sorcerer. It's the only explanation."
"I hope that wasn't your first," returned Jack, "your first guess, that is. Seems like a stretch."
"How else would you explain it?" asked Roe.
Lewendor was deep in thought. "To be honest, I have no idea. What do you mean when you say he's gone though, how did that happen?"
Roe scowled. "We went to check on him, a couple days after putting him in custody. He was nowhere to be found. He should have been in his cell, there were no signs of tampering, and we had guards on duty around the clock. Unless we've been outsmarted by some alien force then he simply vanished!"
"You can't out-rogue a bunch of rogues! Impossible!" exclaimed Jack.
"Right!" shouted the Ringmaster emphatically, slamming his fists on his desk. "You're damned right, Jack! Look fellas, you're young, you're some of the greenest men we have out in the field. Truth is, though, you haven't failed me yet and you were all over Miken's betrayal in the first place. The Brigade needs men it can trust right now, perhaps more than ever. Because, if he's a Lich, we have a serious problem on our hands. But then, if he's not, we may have an even bigger problem: someone on guard might have helped him escape."
"Sir!" objected Roe.
"You know it's true, lass, that's the only other possibility that occurs to me here. If that's the case, we need to expose the traitors and do it fast. We can't have this thing getting out of control. We have no leads, none at all. I need you boys to track down Miken. Find him, bring him in alive if possible. If he has any conspirators, I'll leave it up to your discretion as to how to deal with them."
"For the guild!" Xir shouted enthusiastically.
"For the Brigade!" everyone returned.
"Listen," added the Ringmaster, "we've got a shipment of goods coming in, probably the day after tomorrow. A whole bunch of useful items. Obviously, I can't have you wait that long, but you do this job correctly, you will have first pick from the stock. So what do you say, are you up to it or what?"
Roe added, "Oh, hey Xir, you get a minute, come and speak with me."
Post edited June 30, 2011 by stoicsentry