Sir Solace. (
sirsolace) wrote in
knightsoflegend2012-07-16 06:31 pm
india â™” cut the bonds with the moon and let the dogs gather

♬ The Moon - Swell Season
WHO || Faye, Andie, Scout, Solace, Riddick, Nessa [closed]
WHAT || The Knights try to find their way into the Temple to see the
WHERE || Khajjiar, India, near the Temple of the Moon
WHEN || Sometime last week, afternoon
HOW || Actionspam
The Knights have spent the last week or so gathering supplies and intelligence in the town close to the mountains where the elven sisters have sequestered themselves inside their temple. And what they've heard has been disturbing: tales of the fanaticism of the sisters' followers seems to run contrary to everything Solace has to tell them about the usual clergy of Sehanine Moonbow. These people are dogmatic to the point of violence, and the temple has been sealed against entrance by anyone at all as the sisters seek to complete their 'ritual', which is meant to seal the Veil from the Shadow World and prevent anymore incursions of Shadowkind, monsters, or objects.
Finally, the Knights take the long journey up the mountainside to approach for themselves. The road up is dotted with wagons and tents, and when the temple finally rises up out of the fog above, silver and gleaming, it's clear that even reaching the doors could prove difficult. The steps are obscured by the massive amount of tents and people moving about. There are probably hundreds barring the way, camped together so tightly that moving between them seems an invitation to trouble, given the supposed lynchings that have occurred when others dared to try and break in.
Solace halts the group at the edge of the crowd, with one hand held out slightly to the side. He frowns as he looks over the faces of those gathered, none of whom look exactly friendly... or even hopeful.

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[Faye shrugs, pretty sure that no one is going to listen to her brilliant ideas. So she's going to go back to fussing with her nails and pretending to ignore them.]
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I didn't know I had to come up with the whole plan.
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He found the biggest, meanest looking person in the crowd and "accidentally" shouldered past him roughly.]
Hey, watch where you're going, asshole! [He yelled loud enough that, even above the din of the crowd, he could be clearly heard.
That oughta do it.]
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[And she's off! With a move silently check of 16, she runs by the various people at just under the speed of sound, circling the temple a few times to see what she can find (spot NAT 20!).]
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the large man turns, a low growling sound seeming to emerge from his giant barrel shaped chest. he glowers down at riddick (yes, that's right. DOWN. at RIDDICK) and says: "You wanna say that again?" reaching out to shove him on the shoulder (attk ... 12)
meanwhile, andie's superspeed recon goes amazingly well, apparently. no one notices as she zooms through them all, and she gets close up to the actual temple. there's a bunch of debris cluttered on the steps, what looks like things dumped there by the pilgrims who have come, random items used to form a low wall meant to discourage people from moving by. no one in particular 'stands guard' however, and beyond the wall, there's at least 20 steps of area that is clear of anyone at all. there's only one entrance from the exterior of the building on the ground floor: the two large sealed silver doors at the front. but with her nat 20 spot, she'd notice another door up above, on the second level, over what appears to be a tiny balcony on the side of the temple. ]
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Sure. Asshole. I said watch where you're GOING, [on the last word Riddick pivots, uppercutting the brute under his jaw (attk 17) then attempting to sweep his legs out from under him while he is unbalanced (attk 21)]
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nessa glances over at andie and smirks, and then a voice inside her head would say: ]
Maybe not. Did you see a way for us to get in? This might be just the distraction we need.
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His senses tune into themselves, the sounds of the crowd filtering to nothing more than a buzzing. He was acutely aware of the man struggling to regain his feet, the slight limp from the knee he had swept out from under him, favoring his weight on that side. Point one.
Then there was the trickle of blood coming from his lip, the uppercut having forced him to bite down on the soft tissue followed by a blossoming bruise on that side of his jaw. He could smell the blood clearly from this distance, coppery and strong as the guy swiped a hand across his jaw to wipe it away. Point two.
As the giant stands once more Riddick is completely still, turned slightly so his side is presented to the other man. His hands hang at his sides, legs spread slightly apart. To those observant enough, his teammates for sure, they would notice that all of the tension he normally carries in his shoulders is completely gone. He is more relaxed looking now than he had been in months. There is even a slight grin on his lips.
Riddick was having fun.]
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[On her own initiative she starts moving towards the temple, not in a straight line, and not turning towards it but circling the fight, angling her head as if trying to get a better view.]
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meanwhile, riddick's opponent bares his teeth again, and then charges straight at the other man, throwing a punch at his head (atk 26, dmg 13...) ]
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Do you want to get us busted? [Her eyes flash dangerously.]
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Cool it, ladies. [ there's a soft light illuminating the halls within, dark wood and simple architecture unbroken by any visible art or decoration. the hall stretches out before them, and the top of a set of steps leading down is barely visible at the far end. ]
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Down? [She mouths to the others while pointing at the stairs.]
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also visible on the lap of the left handed sister is a wicked looking knife whose blade appears to be carved out of glass. they're both intoning something quietly, a whispered prayer perhaps. ]
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Errrm, hey ya'll. He didn't die, I promise.
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