Crossing the Crossroads

[arlathvhen]

WHO: Beleth Ashara, Fern Doirnáin, Solas, Thranduil, Fifi Mariette, Galadriel, and Herian Amsel
WHAT: Time to go mess around in the crossroads and stick our fingers in Orlesian politics.
WHEN: Mid-Drakonis
WHERE: Some random small town in the Free Marches
NOTES: None atm!

A small town has requested help from the Inquisition--A roving band of armed soldiers has been seen near the edges of the town, lurking in the woods. They haven't made any moves against the people there, but after the events of Perendale, the residents are nervous. The soldiers clearly aren't from any of the local lords, and must have some reason for being there.

Beleth has taken a small group to first scout the area, to locate, assess, and then deal with the group of soldiers, if possible or necessary.

Comments

[arlathvhen]

This was supposed to be a scouting mission, but maybe she should have expected more combat. Maybe she shouldn't have brought the less combative agents--but no, they have Thranduil, Galadriel, even Herian. And as much as Beleth and Herian don't see eye to eye on certain matters (everything), Beleth knows the mage is a solid ally in a fight. Solas, she assumes, must have a good handle on combat as well, with all the wandering he does.

And Beleth has her own skill, of course. The small ruin doesn't leave a lot of room for maneuvering, but Beleth scales a fallen chunk of ceiling, and perches on it. From there, she pulls out Andruil's Gift, electricity already arcing along the length. A vial is pulled from her belt, and thrown at some of the archers standing at the back--instantly, a noxious green cloud rises up, and the men start wheezing in earnest.

Satisfied that they won't be an issue, she turns to the ones harassing Fern, and fires. The arrow hits one, and there's a scream as lightning meets already burned flesh. Ugh. That smells awful.