xibalba ♔ i see a storm bubbling up from the sea

[valdrin]

WHO || Val'drin, Carol, Helen, David L, Lila [Closed]
WHAT || The Knights return to Xibalba to investigate the situation
WHERE || Xibalba, Cave of the Crystal Sepulchure, Belize
WHEN || Summer, 2018
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.

Tasked with investigating the section of Underdark discovered by the Knights years ago that had appeared in the underground area of Belize thought to be an entrance to Xibalba, the group has traveled here thanks to new reports of drow being seen above the surface.  As promised, Val'drin has assembled some information about Lolth and Kiaransalee, two evil drow goddesses whose followers seemed to be involved in some kind of war when Christos last led a group here years ago.  

They begin in the town of San Ignacio, where they approach the local police department and are led inside to speak with the officer who has been taking the calls about sightings.  He is a bald headed man with brown eyes, a sharp, stunning face, and a very short pencil mustache.

"Well.  Thank you all for coming back down for all this..."

Comments

pre-mission + inventory

[valdrin]

[ please post threads here that include your inventory for the mission + any pre-mission things you'd like to do - equipment requisitions or research. plane threads may also go here ]

david }

[generaldavideus]

inventory + research/requisitions }

[generaldavideus]

INVENTORY:

Galahad's sword

Excalibur pistol + extra clip

Hiking supplies - water, protein bars, sunscreen, bug spray, rope

First aid kit

RESEARCH

xiabalba + geography (research 10, David is not good at computers)

I may come back for requisitions but for now that's it.

[valdrin]

"xibalba + geography"

In the mythology of the Maya of Middle America, Xibalba (place of fright) was an underground realm of the dead. Caves and pools of water served as entry points to the realm. During the later part of its history, the Mayan empire was sometimes called the empire of Xibalba.

ota

[generaldavideus]

[David spends most of the plane ride in his usual modes: quiet, and observant. He takes whatever information packets are provided to try and learn whatever he can. The seat next to him is usually empty, but if someone would like to fill it they're more than welcome to.

Other than that, he's not really doing anything all that interesting. Feel free to interrupt him.]

[bittersweeter]

[ back on a plane with david, this feels familiar. lila comes back from grabbing a water to settle into the seat next to him. ]

Xibalba's the underworld, what do you think about our odds?

[ that they die. ]

[generaldavideus]

The last time I went to Hel, I barely made it out alive, so I'd say ... probably about the same odds as all our other missions.

[A ray of sunshine, this one.]

Helen

[daredtobelieve]

inventory / research

[daredtobelieve]

Inventory
- Excalibur pistol + as many extra clips as they feel comfortable issuing her tbh. The last thing she wants to do is be unprepared and out of ammo
- First aid kit
- A second medical kit that's more geared towards emergency surgery (she has no problem putting this together herself if need be)
- Sources of light: flashlight, glow sticks, road flares
- climbing gear
- protein bars and bottles of water
- a backpack to keep it all in

Research
So prior to leaving, Helen would have put together some information on the sorts of creatures they were likely to encounter. With a 37 arcane lore check, she's fairly knowledgeable, but there's a ton of creatures so specific details may come up as we come across encounters. The overall vibe is that lots of undead are likely to happen, and bludgeoning weapons are a good idea (the excalibur counts as bludgeoning, for those like me who did not know that).

ota

[daredtobelieve]

[Helen spends the plane ride pouring over the information Val'drin provided. She wants to be prepared but also is fascinated by this chance to get a closer look at another aspect of drow culture. If it was provided digitally, she definitely printed it out before the plane ride so she could make notes in the margins so she can add the information to her drow files later.

Whenever someone from the team passes by, she's always ready with a friendly smile. It's all friendly vibes here.]

[valdrin]

You've a rather charming way of making a man feel like a curiosity, you know. [ val'drin speaks up from behind her as he makes his way down the aisle, catching sight of what she's doing as he moves into the seat across from her ]

[daredtobelieve]

[Glancing up at the sound of his familiar voice, Helen looks over just as he sits down. She folds her hands in front of her, pen still cradled between her fingers.]

These topics aren't exactly the sort that come up frequently over dinner.

[valdrin]

Thank heavens for that. [ he settles in, looking back and taking note of the shift ] This is a terrible idea, by the way.

[daredtobelieve]

Which part? Or do you mean going in at all?

[valdrin]

Chasing down dark elves of the fanatical variety in general.

[daredtobelieve]

Perhaps, but I don't think the situation is going to improve if we pretend it doesn't exist. Furthermore... [She gives a quick glance to confirm that the others are distracted with their own conversations and preparations.] I'm not entirely convinced there isn't an opportunity worth exploring here. If these factions are willing to go to war with one another, what if we could redirect the aggression to a common enemy.

[She slides over her print out with all of her notes. They seem focused on trying to find aspects of both dogmas that could be used to convince them to ally with the Knights briefly to take down Blade.]

I'm certainly not suggesting it be our first thought. [She knows he's probably not going to be on board, but hey- desperate times, right?]

[valdrin]

These aren't the types of enemies we want to climb in bed with. They're unpredictable - there's nothing to stop them from turning on any other 'allies' in the middle of a battle.

[flerken]

[There is a large orange cat curled up in the seat next to Helen. Surprise, that definitely wasn't there before.]

lila

[bittersweeter]

INVENTORY

anarchic excalibur pistols (2) & ammo

messenger bag containing:

cell phone, ids, cigarettes, & pink lighters (2)

first aid kit

compass

waterproof matches

chemical light sticks (4)

flashlight

nylon rope (150 ft.)

grappling hook

resurrection diamond


REQUISTIONS

cure light wounds potion (1d8) x2

cure moderate wounds potion (2d8) x2

[sirsolace]

There is one cure light available and 2 cure moderates!

[bittersweeter]

thumbs up

Carol | ota

[sparklefist]

Inventory: Snacks, a water bottle, 1 cat (secretly a flerken), kitty food, litter, portable litter box

On the Plane

[Carol is restless on the plane, since she prefers flying herself, either under her own power or in the pilot's seat. She's not half as restless, however, as the cat in the carrier next to her. Chewie is not happy to be cooped up in a carrier, and she definitely is making her opinion known. Carol holds up the carrier so Chewie can see her face.]

You know, if you weren't terrible we could probably get people to catsit and then you wouldn't have to come with me.

[Chewie lashes out with a paw and Carol jerks back. Not that it would have hurt her much anyway. Yay superpowers.]

Come on, girl, it won't be too long. Be nice.

[There is no way Chewie is going to be nice. She growls. Carol sighs and puts the carrier back in her lap. It's gonna be a long flight.]

[valdrin]

[ Val'drin Is Skeptical ] You brought your cat.

[sparklefist]

I like my roommate. I didn't want to get home and find out Chewie had eaten her.

[Chewie presses her ears back against her head and growls low in her throat.]

[cabot]

Yes, with a ferocious beast like that, I can see your concern.

[sparklefist]

I think Rocket's got half the knighthood convinced she's an alien.

[cabot]

You'll have to forgive me for limiting how much stock I put in the rumors of a raccoon.

[sparklefist]

No forgiveness necessary, believe me. It’s ridiculous.

[cabot]

Any idea why he's come to think something so far fetched?

[sparklefist]

I mean, he's an alien who looks like a raccoon. Maybe he just doesn't want to be alone.

[cabot]

I suppose that's a bit poetic... in a sad, rather pathetic sort of way.