5 - 037: The End?

[K Man]

Romar -

The paladin regards you with a keen eye. An eye that has staunchly sworn its life to protecting this council from evil and its infinite forms. He levels his visor and peers from behind it with a scrutinous gaze.

However, all of that melts when you state your name...

"Romar? Romar Belamor?" The paladin looses a hearty belly-laugh. "I do not think there is a man among my guard that would stand in the path of the saviour of the Hidden City."

He courtly steps aside and raps on the door with his gauntlet. The doors are pulled open from within, revealing a wide marble hallway that heads straight, to the left and to the right. You remember this hallway....for it leads to where you uncovered the traitor Daniel so long ago. The paladin bows low.

"Welcome back Romar. The council is ahead, already convened on matters of unimportance as compared to the return of the city's saviour..."

Your path is unimpeded.

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All Others -

Knowing that above this grating rests a city full of well-trained and heavily armed soldiers...perhaps a more tactful method of entry is needed. Using his powers of the night once more, Yuri turns into a billowing cloud of mist...but not before seeking a little protection for himself.

He then slips up through the grating to the barracks above and slowly begins to move to the West--behind an Elven soldier that will hopefully be blissfully unaware of his presence. [I'll give the remaining soldiers a spot check @ +2 vs. DC 18 since they are busy talking or otherwise engaged to notice a puff of air from the sewers]
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It seems to work. None of the soldiers nearby raise any alarm...or even glance in the direction of the silent puff of air slipping behind one of the soldiers.

The rest of you below the grating watch as Yuri moves away, and ready yourselves to spring into action...either to run for the Amber Tower...or to help a friend before he's beaten to death by Elves.

{Just pause here to see what Yuri will do. The rest of you have any buffing to do?}

Map:

           ^       
 ____            ____ 
|    |  H    H  |    |
|    |          |    |
|    |          |    |
|    |  E  S EE |    |
|    |          |    |
|_/__|          |__\_|
M
          H      S

 ____         E  ____ 
|    | EE       |    |
|    |        M |    |
|    |          |    |
|    |  HE   E  |    |
|    |          |    |
|_/__|          |__\_|

   YE      #       ES

 ____            ____ 
|    |          |    |
|    |          |    |
|    |       E  |    |
|    |H    E  E |    |
|    | H        |    |
|_/__|      M   |__\_|

<<<LEGEND>>>
# = Sewer Grating
^ = Direction to Queen's Amber Tower
Buildings are barracks, each is capable of housing 25 soldiers.

Y = Yuri (Gaseous Form)

E = Elven Soldier (AC 19 {ff: 16, Touch 13}, HP 35, +9, 1d8+3)
H = Elven Archer (AC 16 {ff: 12, Touch 14}, HP 25, +9/+3 1d6+2)
M = Elven Mage (AC 15 {ff: 15, Touch 15}, HP 18, +4, 1d4) (3-4th Level Wizards)
S = Elven Seargent (AC 22 {ff: 21, Touch 11}, HP 60, +11/+7 1d8+1d6+4)[rand=6173385457347158692173520346808233347366979301807525498556928893]

[VemuKhaham]

Romar was afraid that as the savior of this City people would be blinded by gratitude in their judgment of a possible criminal. The fact that even a paladin, normally known for their sense for justice, was to simply allow one entry by virtue of his name and accompanying reputation scared Romar. He hoped the Council would be as objective as they could.

To the paladin, he nodded with a grim smile and simply thanked him. He entered the building and strode through the hall. Upon coming before the Council, he looked about. Then, he sank to both his knees and knelled deeply, deeper than ever before and his face nearly touched the ground as he spoke humbly and with a voice full of remorse: "Councilors of the Hidden City! I beg for you to hear my thoughts. You know my name, as I am Romar Belamor, but please, treat me no other than a humble follower of the faith and as a simple brother of the City. For I have come to seek guidance, but most of all, judgment. I was allowed entrance through the gates, but I shall leave and return later if I disturb you now during your duties."

His new and beautiful garbs served as a mantle covering his fear. His heart was pounding madly in his chest for Romar knew that this was a decisive hour. A tear nearly fell to the ground as the tip of his nose touched it, but Romar's eyes had run dry when mourning over Veya's lifeless body beneath Ravenshead castle.

[GeneralMHB]

(OOC: Wow, I honestly expected that NOT to work actually. BTW: Are there any guards in the barracks adjacent to me?)

Amazed that the guards still have not noticed him, Yuri decides to slip behind the barracks closest to him and sneak up towards the tower. The vampire then takes into account how many are actually at the door of the tower. When he knows he is safe from the prying eyes of the Elves, he makes a call for the bats of the night to aid him in the distraction.

(OOC: They arrive in 2d6 rounds I think, may wanna double check that, I think it's 2d4 bat swarms.)

[Japic]

Girud waits, poised to heave upward on the grate; Yuri was to make a distraction, hopefully they would recognise it when it came.

{Ready action to push the grate away and help the others out of the hole}