Tracking Smugglers

[gatheringstorm]

WHO: Korrin, Fenris, Julian, Adasse
WHAT: Hunting down slavers for fun and profit.
WHEN: At some nebulous point in the first half of the month.
WHERE: Ayesleigh
NOTES: CW: Slavers, violence, to be updated as need be.

It's a long trip to Ayesleigh, but the uneventful nature of it gives plenty of time to plan for the assignment ahead. The Inquisition has tasked Korrin and Fenris -members of the Northern Powers project- with following up on some leads regarding slavers in the region. Said leads have been accused of kidnapping, but lack of evidence has them still walking free. With some discussion of plans and a bit of luck, the Inquisition's agents might go further than what local authorities have been able to manage.

That's where the trail begins, though Korrin reminds everyone that they might have to expand their search, depending on what's discovered. The use of force -lethal or otherwise- isn't forbidden, but it's made clear that they must do their best not to leave a trail of blood leading directly to the Inquisition. Whatever must be done, it ought be kept discreet. (Fenris is likely reminded of this more than once.) Force isn't the only resource available to them, however; thanks to Julian and Adasse, connections and stealth might open an number of doors otherwise closed to them.

It's early morning when their ship finally reaches port, travelers streaming down onto the docks and disappearing into the crowds. The hunt begins.

Comments

[lyriumcarved]

Fenris would like to get to that mage, himself, if he can just cut through this other warrior first. Swords clash and clang, and Fenris keeps on parrying, until he finds an opening to cut the man down. It's satisfying, seeing the blood spill, the slaver falling to the ground.

But there's no time to celebrate, and he just catches what happens out of the corner of his eye… "Julian!" He swears in Tevene under his breath, activating his brands as he changes his mind on his next target… the archer. He figures Julian can use the help just about now.

Fenris is harder for enemies to follow and track when he's like this, but even so, it's a challenge to close in on that archer. The nearby mages shoot off spells in his direction, especially interested in targeting him now that he's shown his hand… That makes Fenris more than a little uneasy. Slavers talk. They have a vile network of communication among them… they undoubtedly know who he is, what he's worth. The whole notion just pisses him off all the more, driving his rage further.

When he finally gets in place, Fenris swings at that archer, slashing with a heavy strike toward him.