Embarkment Into The Twelfth

[*MimiFearthegn]

The two demons continued their discussion while Eloe watched on, Takis seeming rather dissatisfied with the (relatively) unimpressed reaction he was getting from his fellow. He raised his voice, and waved his arms around for emphasis as he made his point, and after being waved off dismissively he turned to leave. . . only to quickly change his mind, and stab the other demon to death.

Takis then retrieved a badge from his fellow's rapidly disintegrating corpse, and made for the door where Eloe stood with purposeful stride.

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Meanwhile, in an alternate timeline, golem parts were being assembled and disassembled outside of Broken Reach. Apart from the weather, the only real problem was the occasional demon or invading devil party which tried to interrupt the proceedings with their Blood War.

[*Krayt]

They would give Azor a head start before they embarked with he goods when the weather worsened. Hiding in the dells and lower terain admist the rentless blast of sand grinding at their armours and exposed skin. In the form of a hezrou the warlock struggled onward poughing the way half buried while pulling the crates. ((Assuming the doomguards that delivered it assisted.))

((Assuming there was no complications.)) Once in positon hiddden from immediate view the warlock climbed up to higher grounds overlooking the factory there was nothing to do but wait for Azor to fulfill his task and give the signal. Mauric maintained his demonic guise. The Entropic Champion would not fail of that he was certain as he gaze down on the dark structur spewing swarthy smoke.

[*Mander]

As the first signs of storm began to swirl around them, Azor took off like a bolt from a crossbow. Psionic energy crackled as he pushed his body to the limit (Improved Reaction), kicking up a spray of silt with every footfall. Few indeed could match an Athasian when it came to moving across such terrain; he loped along with a springing step that maximized the distance covered with every contact of heel with packed sand, building momentum as he sped towards the factory. He would look for any opportunity to knock over stacked cargo or equipment with a telekinetic push, or elsewise smash into someone important looking and keep running to bait a chase and make things as chaotic as possible.

[*Krayt]

The hulking figure drove his claws into the bloodred sand as the claws of a Hawk gored it's talons into it's prey. Crouching over with his spike grown back arched. The sharp horn-like irregular proturding cusps whizzing a haunting tune in the strong gusts of air and sand. Crawling closer he watched from his vantage Point and momentarily losing focus of the malvolent enviroment that could easily snuff the life of any being. This is were he belonged not in those dank halls of putrid air dealing with matters of political conventional necessity. The howls screamed through the raging winds was just as beguiling as a sirens sweetest song to him. Watching the Athesian dervish fleet over the dunes like a was he a wind himself. Droves built up opposit of his leeward flank and he became more and more buried aneath the massing grains as time passed and the Entropic Champion drew nearer the factory.

[*3l03]

She was not yet sure what was going on, her mission to learn of anything worthwhile far from completion. But now that she witnessed the stabbing, although hardly an occurrence one would not expect to see in the Broken Reach, she had good enough grounds to suspect something might be going on behind the Doomguard's backs. Unanswered questions were piling up: why did the incubus visit the other demon shortly after Doomguard's arrival? What did the deader have to do with the ship? What was Takis going to do with his badge?

A thought of subduing the Takis and extracting that information crossed her mind. But that would not only be lengthy and risky venture, more importantly the reliability of such revelations would be questionable at best. The spy thus dismissed the thought, deciding not to confront the incubus at this stage - she would rather follow the demon covertly to see what he would do next.

[*MimiFearthegn]

//We are going to assume that Eloe followed Takis into the tower, or otherwise was spying on him at the same time that Mauric and Azor were putting their plan into action. This is not to discount Eloe's spying actions, its just that the time gap will otherwise make meaningful action impossible. . . so. . .

Assuming that Eloe dodged back into hiding with the approach of the fiend, Takis headed off down the hallway, around some corners, down many flights of stairs, and towards much busier parts of the tower. He approaches the first martial-looking demon he sees, and begins waving his newly acquired badge in the creatures face, and pointing off in the direction of the Doomguard factory.

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Meanwhile, Azor practically flew back into Broken Reach, attracting a certain amount of attention from the guards on the makeshift city walls. As a result, he arrived in the "cargo loading" portion of the factory with quite a few hostile and overly excited demons.

[*Krayt]

He raised a claw to the air to signal the troops to remain ready to make the warp into the cargoe storage but await his command. Red glowing eyes darting searchingly in the direction of the outerwall. Trust is such a poision but as all poisions drink enough of it and it will no longer harm you or at the least sense it.

[*MimiFearthegn]

//Just waiting on Azor and Eloe here. . .

[*Mander]

He would look for any opportunity to make use of his telekinetics to knock over stacked objects or anything else that could confuse things, or toss a few vials of holy water from his belt to enrage any nearby demons not already chasing him into pursuit.

[*MimiFearthegn]

Azor arrived pursued by the wall demons, and began knocking over crates, and causing chaos. The wall demons continued pursuing him, accompanied by various angry demons who had joined in along the way - either for fun, or enraged by holy water grenades. The factory workers paused for a moment in complete confusion at this sudden intrusion, and then proceeded to start chasing the demons and Azor around the area. Boxes flew hither and thither, and their contents were trampled by the growing mob

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Back in the tower, Takis' new recruit did not leave his side. Rather, both of them continued down the corridor, gathering other demons to their cause. Once they had a sizeable number of ever-more angry and war ready looking demons, they headed out the front gate and towards the factory . . .