When Maerwyn pauses for a moment to catch her breath, she manages to hear some words embedded in exclamation. When she raises her eyes, she recognises the source of the words. "Well, what did I miss?", with a confusing smile she adds, "I'm late, huh?"
"Seems like it." Nerra says with a glance over the newcomer. "Best come along, we are heading back to HQ." She turns to head off. "Who is this one?" She asks into her microphone. "Someone we should bring back to HQ or an unknown?" She tries to make the last bit too soft to hear from the new elf's position.
Rhenwi Enaid looks askance at the newcomer, “There certainly are a few gaps in our information, but welcome . . . um, well just welcome. When we’re back to the office we can go through the introductions there’s not much time for just now.”
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Maerwyn listens to the suggestion of the red-haired half-elf intently, and nods in agreement. But, her pupils dilate when she concentrates on the blonde agent, her critical eyes following even the slightest hint of movement. "I've been forced to fall into a Trance state, the meditation cost me about four hours of semi-consciousness", she utters the words slowly to make it intelligible to everyone then adds, "It wasn't deliberately inflicted upon me so that I might miss the mission, but I required that for better function".
Rhenwi Enaid looks askance at the newcomer, “There certainly are a few gaps in our information, but welcome . . . um, well just welcome. When we’re back to the office we can go through the introductions there’s not much time for just now.”
"DISCRETION! THIS MISSION WAS BASED ENTIRELY UPON THE CONCEPT OF DISCRETION! AND WHAT DID YOU DO?! HUH?! YOU LEFT TWO GUARDS UNCONSCIOUS ON THE ROOFTOP, THREW FIVE MORE OVER THE SIDE OF A CLIFF, AND THEN!"
Dramatic pause.
"YOU LET AN OTTER GET AWAY AND WARN THEM ABOUT THE BUGS!"
He takes a few deep breaths to calm himself.
"Is there anything else I'm missing?" he asks as he rubs the bridge of his nose.
"Maybe that your information going in was lacking and the plan put forth filled with holes and simply impossible to exicute." Nerra says with a glare at the chief. "Who got you your details? Every aspect of that plan was so sloppy that it is simply impossible for us to have done better. Guards on the roof, guards in the very hall we are to go in through, and whomever those idiots who were waiting for us on the cliff. Waiting for us I tell you... You have a leak my friend, and you are lucky you got what you got."
Looking up Chief says with a look of suprise on his face;
"They were waiting for you?"
"Yep. That place was CRAWLING with guards."
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"You are going to be releasing one of our agents that was captured during one of their ops. He now needs your assistance to escape. Our intel suggests that he is in cell O-66, located here."
He says, pointing to the new shape on the ShapeSifter.
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Nerra glances over the table with a raised eyebrow. "What sort of security are we looking at? Guards? Beasts or guardians? How about magical defenses..." She says the last as she considers the rune int he tapestry from the last place.
"OK, hold up, You mean to tell me that you are sending us to break out one of our agents, and are just saying, 'Ah well, we got you this map. Toodle-oo'?"
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When Maerwyn pauses for a moment to catch her breath, she manages to hear some words embedded in exclamation. When she raises her eyes, she recognises the source of the words. "Well, what did I miss?", with a confusing smile she adds, "I'm late, huh?"
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"Seems like it." Nerra says with a glance over the newcomer. "Best come along, we are heading back to HQ." She turns to head off. "Who is this one?" She asks into her microphone. "Someone we should bring back to HQ or an unknown?" She tries to make the last bit too soft to hear from the new elf's position.
Rhenwi Enaid looks askance at the newcomer, “There certainly are a few gaps in our information, but welcome . . . um, well just welcome. When we’re back to the office we can go through the introductions there’s not much time for just now.”
OCC What is an ICER please?
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
Maerwyn listens to the suggestion of the red-haired half-elf intently, and nods in agreement. But, her pupils dilate when she concentrates on the blonde agent, her critical eyes following even the slightest hint of movement. "I've been forced to fall into a Trance state, the meditation cost me about four hours of semi-consciousness", she utters the words slowly to make it intelligible to everyone then adds, "It wasn't deliberately inflicted upon me so that I might miss the mission, but I required that for better function".
Charisma (Deception): 12
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An ICER is a magic tranquilizer.
Farewell.
"OK, we should get back to HQ now. Chief is not gonna be happy."
Farewell.
Snap back to the briefing room at HQ...
"DISCRETION! THIS MISSION WAS BASED ENTIRELY UPON THE CONCEPT OF DISCRETION! AND WHAT DID YOU DO?! HUH?! YOU LEFT TWO GUARDS UNCONSCIOUS ON THE ROOFTOP, THREW FIVE MORE OVER THE SIDE OF A CLIFF, AND THEN!"
Dramatic pause.
"YOU LET AN OTTER GET AWAY AND WARN THEM ABOUT THE BUGS!"
He takes a few deep breaths to calm himself.
"Is there anything else I'm missing?" he asks as he rubs the bridge of his nose.
Farewell.
"Maybe that your information going in was lacking and the plan put forth filled with holes and simply impossible to exicute." Nerra says with a glare at the chief. "Who got you your details? Every aspect of that plan was so sloppy that it is simply impossible for us to have done better. Guards on the roof, guards in the very hall we are to go in through, and whomever those idiots who were waiting for us on the cliff. Waiting for us I tell you... You have a leak my friend, and you are lucky you got what you got."
Looking up Chief says with a look of suprise on his face;
"They were waiting for you?"
Farewell.
"Yep. That place was CRAWLING with guards."
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Chief has a brief flash of concern across his face before pacing for a bit.
"Why would... and how..." he begins to mutter.
He thinks for a while and suddenly stops pacing and faces the ShapeSifter and continued:
"No matter. Hopefully we'll have better luck on your next mission."
Farewell.
"What mission would that be?" Nerra asks, a bit calmer now that she isn't getting blamed for something she could have done nothing about.
Chief smiles widely:
"Jailbreak"
He says simply, as though that clears up everything.
Farewell.
"Jailbreak?"
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"Anyone specific, or just anyone we happen to find?" Nerra asks with a frown.
"You are going to be releasing one of our agents that was captured during one of their ops. He now needs your assistance to escape. Our intel suggests that he is in cell O-66, located here."
He says, pointing to the new shape on the ShapeSifter.
Farewell.
"And where is this prison?"
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Nerra glances over the table with a raised eyebrow. "What sort of security are we looking at? Guards? Beasts or guardians? How about magical defenses..." She says the last as she considers the rune int he tapestry from the last place.
"We... don't know. All we have is this map of the basic layout. Beyond that..."
He shrugs.
Farewell.
"OK, hold up, You mean to tell me that you are sending us to break out one of our agents, and are just saying, 'Ah well, we got you this map. Toodle-oo'?"
Farewell.