andres ♔ are we wrapped in black paranoia

[koraith]

♬ wood - second person

WHO || Koraith, Tia Ellison, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Jackson Whittemore, Gold, Belle, Grimrot, Dovan Ironsides, Miles Cuivre, Jaina Solo, Penelope Sariel, David Levin, Davin, Derek Hale, Richard Riddick
WHAT || A team of Knights is tasked to contact the residents of the Shadow Village on Andres Isle, recruit those who are willing to aid them, and protect the others from harm
WHERE || Andres Isle
WHEN || September 19th, 2014
HOW || Actionspam

[ The two groups tasked to deal with the denizens of the Shadow Village arrive on the bank of the river that bisects the capitol city of Andres in half.  The river slopes down from the woods and city around it, meaning that they're afforded a bit of concealment here, unless anyone stood at the top and looked down.  At this hour of the night, however, there's no one around.   Dovan grumbles a bit about 'blasted magic' as they shake off the disorienting sense of vertigo, while Koraith waits for Belle to confirm they've arrived in the right place.  She pats Gold on the arm as she pulls out her phone, and moments later, she nods to the others in confirmation.

The water laps gently nearby against the rocks, and in the distance, a bridge is visible that links the segregated Shadow village with its thatched roof houses, to the city proper, which seems lined with wealthy manor homes.  ]

Comments

[undealt]

[Gold pulls back, but he ain't even sorry. Girl, they be slicing and dicing and making julienne everyone up in here. He's nervous.] Given the state of things, I sincerely doubt they can do much more harm to us than what's already been done.

[You know, given the MESSAGE FROM WYNN AND ALL. And the clockwork soldiers.] The war has started. Let them decide where they want to be when it's over. [He folds his hands over his cane and shrugs.] Unless you want to leave them tied up and helpless.

[Y'all are getting moral judgment from the Dark One, okay. You have crossed a threshold. Once he's laid down his case, he moves towards the bridge, clicking his tongue as one would call a dog.] Milah.

[THE CROCODILE WAS HERE THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME. SHE WAS JUST WAITING FOR THE OPPORTUNE MOMENT. She crawls out from under the bridge like 'sup. :D]

[ironsides]

We'd best bring them along, keep 'em out of trouble. Don't need 'em scouting back to find friends. We've got enough to worry about.

C'mon. Sir Levin says they're at the Temple of Helm. We'll rally there with the civilians they've got armed - and hoped Hasmed makes it here soon.

[undealt]

[We're off to the temple. The wonderful temple of Helm~

This has been a tag.]

[ironsides]

[ to the temple! ]