warforged | Quest Log: Suit Up!

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Quest Log: Suit Up!

Who: Dragon mages and dragonsworn.
What: You have been given a quest to infiltrate Sin'thalas and rescue your fellow dragonsworn. Also discussion of scrying orbs.
Where: The sanctums.
When: May 4th and ongoing for a week.
Warnings: Please PM the mods if needed.

Despite the chaos surrounding the disappearances of several Dragonsworn, your sanctum's dragon mage is trying to be calm about this. After a brief discussion behind the scenes with the others, he or she has returned.

"Gather 'round, I have some grave news. Several Dragonsworn have gone missing. We found them, but we are unable to rescue them by ourselves. It would look very bad if dragons were to attack a settlement. That is why we are asking you for help.

"Southeast of Suramar is a village named Sin'thalas. It is these elves who have taken and imprisoned the Dragonsworn. Whether you negotiate or use force to ensure the return of your brethren, it will not be easy. These elves are highly-trained and knowledgeable, far from the refugees you may have seen in the Retreat.

"In light of this, we have implemented a system to communicate over great distances." The dragon mage unveils a magical orb nearby, the perfect size for gazing. "This is a scrying orb. Approach it and think of Sin'thalas, and you will be seen and heard from the orb at that location. It also works in reverse. This should allow us to coordinate our movements depending on the flow of the situation.

"I urge you to think carefully about how best to retrieve your fellow Dragonsworn. You are yet a small force and highly outnumbered. We cannot afford to lose any of you."

[ooc: If characters want to use the orbs,

lookingformore is now OPEN. Remember, orbs CANNOT connect from sanctum to sanctum!]

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Jacques somehow stands with his eagle, Hawk (yeah, he's not the best with names, so sue him), perched on his shoulder despite its size. He idly checks the tension on his bow gun, glancing up with a faint arch of a brow.

"...about how many elves are there. Do we know...?"

"It's a whole city. Probably bigger than Silverglen," Rose replied.

The hunter nods thoughtfully at that, his expression remaining ever neutral.

Rose had an idea. She pointed to the bird. "Can you and him actually communicate? Because we could use him for recon then."

That was a good suggestion. Jacques nodded again to confirm her inquiry, Hawk vocalizing an affirmative with a screech.

"Good, good..." Rose tapped her foot against the tree. "Once we move closer to this elven city, see if he can find where in the city the captives are. Or at least get us an estimate on numbers. Sound good?"

"All right."

That was something he could handle, definitely. Jacques reached up, scratching Hawk on his head. He wondered how involved the other Flights would be. Although he doubted that Geddoe would have been one of the ones captured, he wasn't sure which Flight the man belonged to, much less how much he would participate in this rescue operation.

"We need a base of operation close by but far enough away that we won't trip the city defenses." Rose started to pace. "I've broke someone out of a max security prison before. But I had the prison layout then and some spirit users to help..."

He watched her, hesitating a little before glancing briefly in the direction of their resident dragon mage.

"...is this in case negotiating doesn't work..? Morpheus suggested..."

"I'm not a negotiator." She turned to face him. "Really, do I look like a negotiator? I'm a Guardian, Jacques. My job is to protect people and kill those that try to hurt them. I totally suck at negotiation."

"....oh." Well, the hunter himself was definitely out as a negotiator, especially given he barely spoke a handful of sentences any given day.

And Nowi sure as hell wouldn't be a good negotiator. "This is why I said we should leave the negotiations to the Red and Bronze flights. We should talk to them, but we're more made for infiltration than anything else."

Jacques nodded at that. That was fine with him. He was better doing things on the side than take a direct approach anyway. Of course, he would still leave the talking to the others when it came to coordinating with the other Flights.

"You good with just that big bow... thing?" Whatever it was, it didn't look like anything Rose thought was practical. "Morpheus finally cleared the cobwebs out of the Emerald Armory. We have free access."

Casting a brief glance at his bow gun, he nodded again at Rose, giving the weapon a pat. "I don't miss." Unless he did so on purpose, but did that count as missing or not-missing...

He arched a brow at the mention of the armory, however. It was a useful thing to know, he supposed.. If necessary, he could see if there were any arrows to repurpose, but he found that he could grow some suitable shafts from trees if necessary.

"There's armor in there as well," Rose pointed out. "I need to get outfitted myself."

Not being one for armor, Jacques supposed it might be a good idea to see if there was anything light. Looking thoughtfully at Rose, he tilted his head. "...do you use a weapon too..?"

Reaching into her leather jacket, she pulled out a long silver stake with some etchings on it. "This is a Guardian's weapon of choice outside of our hands and feet. It's attuned to destroying undead. I am trained in swords and small blade, along with staffs."

It looked like a pretty unwieldy weapon to him, but Jacques wasn't going to question her ability with it. He wasn't exactly an expert with undead either, so he trusted Rose to know what she was capable of. It was nice to know what other weapons she was familiar with as well, however.

He nodded. That made Rose mostly close-range combat, which was handy to know as well.

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Morpheus shook his head. "I have no solid numbers. Even if they were the same population as Silverglen, they are all armed. Trained, too."

Falling silent again, Jacques considers that detail. They'd be dealing with fighters, and even a small number of those who know what they're doing are dangerous. Now, an entire population, well...

He knew the odds were bad. "I would suggest talking to them first. There are abilities you have as a green dragonsworn that others do not have. I think working together is the best way to rescue them, so you can cover each other's weaknesses."

Nodding slowly, the hunter didn't disagree to that suggestion, although he also thought himself hardly the one to handle such. Normally he didn't handle negotiations back with Geddoe's mercenaries, but that was because the others were much better at that.

Morpheus wasn't very good at carrying on conversation, narcolepsy aside. "Do you need anything?"

Two best conversationalists, right here. Jacques lifted his head at that inquiry, and he did give it some thought. In regards to equipment, he was set and usually handled his own resources himself, given that the bow gun he used was of his own design. Being able to coax shafts to grow from trees at just the right length and diameter was pretty handy though.

Rose had mentioned to him that there was an armory available for them to go through, so maybe he could salvage some arrowheads or something if he needed. In general however, Jacques wasn't used to asking anything of anyone, and so it was that when he finally did have a response, it was to shake his head no.

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