SONNEL ADVENTURE: "The New Forum"

[Katrasen]

Mistyfang tilts her head sligtly, speaking mildly.
" Suntae peninsula ? I'm afraid it must have slipped my mind. Not that much seems to be slipping your own. Your subconscious is certainly very interesting, dear Tamisra. Friends in high places , I see and, what's this? " she huffs in mild amusement, meeting the woman's gaze. " Definitely more than a coffee date planned with Elo later. "." All that aside, however , no , I'm afraid I have no information to disclose with you , and likely never will. "
She traces her nail against the cuff around her wrist, a seemingly absentmindedly movement that causes a rather unsettling sound to wisper in the air,similar to a knife being pulled from its sheath. Her sharp gaze never leaves tamisra, gleaming silently.

[Oteshknir]

The wizard smiled pleasently, as if he werent even chained to a chair and about to be tortued in the first place, and looked at Elo.

"Well, ask away then. No one's putting a gun to your head" Illumtherin looked from side to side, "or are they?" He asked, with a blank expression as he stared directly at Elo, almost as if he wasnt staring at Elo's face, but deeper, into his mind, into his very soul. The room seemed to chill as a red fog filled the room.

Immediately, the fog dispersed, Illumtherin's face relaxed, and he burst out in laughter. "Ah, mind games. You can make anyone think anything you want if you play right."

The wizard sat back in the chair, relaxed, even though he was chained to a chair in a prison cell. "Elo, friend, relax. You take the whole supervillian aesthetic way too seriously. I know you want information but this is just amusing!" He continued to cheerfully laugh.

[Mushcap]

Paceman helped clear out some enemies near Luna with some quick swipes and headed down into the hole with Luna.

[Drawkland]

*-----yeh pretty sure Katrasen-----*

Elo had brought a chair with him into the room, and sat down when he'd finished his last sentence. When Illumtherin began to talk, his rather annoyed face dropped to a blank stare, neutral, but menacing just by the way he used it. When Illumtherin stared at him, he stared right back, and remained motionless as the red fog filled the room.
As it subsided and Illumtherin chided him, he cracked a smug smile, "I haven't heard the word 'aesthetic' since the tumblr days .... Please never say that again. It triggers me," he said, seemingly very amused with what he was saying.
He leaned forward in his chair and the expression or mirth was gone.
"Now, Acathar, IF that is your real name," he seemed amused at this phrase too, "You were mistaken when you said you had no information useful to us. We don't give two shits about treaties. We care about other things. Now, please comply to the following questions, or else you will experience pain, and probably lots of it."
Elo cracked his neck then looked back at the Oteshknirian, "First off, where would you say is the most important hydroelectric power source on Oteshknir? And as a follow-up, where is the city closest to it?"

-

Tamisra raised her eyebrows at what Mistyfang was probing, but she kept her cool.
"Oh you know it's more than coffee. Speaking of which, your second question happens to be if Netflix can stream in Katrasen. And after that I'd like you to tell me all you know geographically about Drawkland."
She didn't give much physically, her scarred face gave away nothing, and the only part of her moving was her foot tapping on the ground.

-

Meliauden was woken from her fitful slumber by a commotion in the cells. Cries for help and strange screeches of someone choking on their tears were heard and they got closer. Meliauden tried her best to see through the screen and could make out the silhouette of a man being thrown into the cell across from her. Immediately she knew by the body shape and disheveled clothes that it was the leader they'd followed here.
For a few moments she sat, listening to the poor man weep in his cell, alone.
"Hey? Who goes there?" she called across the gap in a whisper.
"H- h-uh?" the man replied, sounding rather confused.
"Who are you? I'm in the cell across the corridor," Meliauden waves, hoping he could see.
"Uh-h, uhm, I'm- Prime p-President Hallomar of, *cough* the i-Imperial City Ssstates," he managed to slowly choke out.
Meliauden checked her mental banks and remembered some facts about that area - Suntae Peninsula, south of Basica and the Backwards Nations, West coast. A rather unassuming area to be frank.
"Really? What are you doing here?" she asked after a moment of relative silence, minus the man's noises.
"I was ... At the b-banquet and these .. Waiters took me and dragged me somewhere ... They tortured me and .." he cuts off.
"And what? What is happening?" she says, slightly frantic.
"Th-they are going to ... To ... Sonnel ... She's in danger!"
"You're not making sense, what do you mean?" she calls, slightly louder.
"They're taking her." he said simply, and suddenly all the noise coming from him stopped and he visibly slumped over. Seconds later a small alarm sounded and a few thugs took him out of the cell. He was dead.
Meliauden pondered these things in her head and silently mourned the death of the poor irrelevant leader.

*-----Ship in IaroKannetta Bay-----*

Iarocav nodded as Classan spoke, "Well I'm certainly happy to hear you're alright. Here, let me get you out of this," he said. He takes out his axe and cut the chain holding the YOLOvillan to the bench.
Paceman came down as he finished that.
"Look who decided to turn up!" he announced happily to Paceman.

[Mushcap]

Paceman turned to look at Classan as Iarocav freed him.

"Well well well then. Fashionably late as always, arent you? You missed all the food y'know" Paceman said as he walked over to classan and Iarocav.

"How'd you even get here?" Paceman asked the Yolovillian.

[YOLOvilla]

"It's a long story. I'm just happy to see some friends." Classan hugged them both. "And did you say Luna was here too?"

[Katrasen]

Mistyfang , sitting perfectly still in her pin-strait posture, shakes her head.
" unfortunately, no, not directly. And I know nothing of Sonnels geography, nor of Drawkland. "
Her eyes glint with focus as she continues searching for what plans are in store, finding it difficult to dip past the subconscious due to some elemental negating properties within the chains. Though she is ,of course, not honest in this situation, her steady gaze gives nothing away.
" I don't presume you plan to take a vacation there some time soon, do you? What sparks your interest of he region?"

[Oteshknir]

The wizard sighed. The answer to this was common knowledge. "I get the procedue, you ask me a question to test my honesty, or cooperation, or anything of that sort, but that wont give you any accurate prediction of how I will act. If you ask me a deep secret, you'll have to beat it out of me. You ask me a question like that, I wont have any problem answering." He cleared his throat and shifted in his seat, trying to get comfortable. "North Larksinchok, of course. But, on the off chance that was a serious question, for some sort of takeover, let me tell you now, that is one of the most heavily guarded cities in Oteshknir, rivaling even Ündril. I can guarentee youll never take it. And, if you do, each city has enough power generating and in storage to last decades. Next question?"

[Xhayparia]

Out from the shadows, Luna translucently materialised in front of the group.

"Did someone say, 'Luna'?"

[YOLOvilla]

"Luna, my friend, it's great to see you again" Classan said as he went over to hug him.

[Mushcap]

(lel classuna, Giggity)

[Xhayparia]

"And it is extravagant to see you as well, my old friend" Luna said with enthusiasm. "May I ask how things are doing in your homeland?"

[Drawkland]

*-----K-trasen-----*

Tamisra sighed, "As I expected. I'm very disappointed in this catch. I would rather have gotten Iarocav rather than you. He's the one we could really get information from. Oh well, at least you're out of commission. This is all I have for now. Goodbye," she said simply, and phased through the door. The lights dimmed and a sparse layer of smoke filtered into the room.

-

Elo was obviously becoming very aggravated at Illumtherin's antics, not because he showed knowledge of the tactics and such, but because he was choosing to flaunt it as such in the most mind-numbingly annoying manner possible.
"Please, just answer the questions I ask. I don't need your commentary on them. Okay. Next, what do you know about the type of things it has guarding this city? What the sort of thing protecting it?" he asked, looking forward to the Oteshknirian.

*----Cargo Ship-----*

Iarocav smiled at the trio of leaders around him.
"This is a good reunion, but we must get going. Do you think we should commandeer this vessel? Or see where they take it? We need to unite with wherever the others are," he briefed.

[YOLOvilla]

"I wouldn't know. I haven't been there in awhile" Classan laughed as a response to Luna. Turning his attention to Iarocav, "It's definitely possible, difficult, but possible."

[Xhayparia]

"Difficulty is not something for us to worry about. All we need is a stealth plan, focused on getting me to the captain's room."

[Oteshknir]

"Other than the kraken in the water, and the pronguaska that occasionally raid the city, i'm not sure" replied the wizard "of course, those will attack anything, so enough to defend against a pronguaska raid and kraken attack". The wizard adjusted in his seat. "Like i said: you have the wrong wizard. Kidnapping a fraction of the members of an oligarchy will only get you a fraction of the information you need."

[Mushcap]

"If we have the time then there's no reason not to see where this takes us. Of course we could let Luna do all the stealthy work. Though that's no fun of course, unlike just charging in."

[Katrasen]

Mistyfang inclines her head in a coolly polite farewell, her expression as neutural as ever, whatching her exit carefully. She adjusts naturally to the dimmer lighting, and upon sensing the smoke, she feels her body twitch despite herself, but simply forms a thin filter of mist around her body, protecting her from the more corrupt counter element. Inwardly, she is quite wary, as the quick manner of giving up seems rather suspicious. Then again, in this place,everything did.

[Drawkland]

{Is there a feature where you can set a post to post at a certain time?}

*-----K'trasen-----*

Nobody entered Mistyfang's room after that, and the smoke thickened as the lights grew ever dimmer.

-----

Elo rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time, "It's not like we had a choice on who we kidnapped now did we? And so what you're saying is the most guarded city in Oteshknir is only guarded by a few unaffiliated beings who aren't there all the time?" the man scoffed, "That sounds so fake, I'm gonna be honest."

*-----Cargo Ship-----*

Iarocav shrugged, "Paceman is right. We should charge it now before they have time to try and find or fight us again. Let us go!" he commanded and he ran into the corridor, looking for a stairwell back up to the bridge, which was above the deck and in the tower-like part of the ship which they had landed on top of when they first arrived.
The Drawkionel waited at the door of the bridge for the other leaders before he made another move.

[Mushcap]

Paceman followed Iarocav in a smooth pace, going up the stairs and waited behind Iarocav at the door's bridge.

[Oteshknir]

"You misunderstand me" said Illumtherin, "the Kraken and Pronguaska don't guard the city, they commonly attack it. What i meant was that there would have to at least be enough defense around the city to protect it from them."

[YOLOvilla]

Classan followed Iarocav and posted up behind Paceman. "What are we looking at in there," he said to Iarocav.

[Katrasen]

Mistyfang simply closes her eyes, and though she keeps the thick smoke at bay it begins to wear away at her defenses. Her body is still , to any outsider, she would appear to be sleeping almost. But her mind is quite active, as she begins to plan a method of escape, spreading her senses as much as possible to peice togeather the situations of the others held here. Though thereally are resources here that greatly limit her elements, she attempts to send a message mentally, over a great distance.
[Iarocav. I don't know if you can hear me, but we have a slight issue. Your wife, Illumthiren and I have been captured. See if you can gather any info on something called " the final face." ]

[Xhayparia]

Luna hastily followed the others.

"I guess we could bombard then. Remember, no casualties."

Luna jolted ahead and hid among the shadows, waiting to strike.

[Drawkland]

*-----I'm bored of just saying "Katrasen" but idk what else to say-----*

Elo nodded and grinned at what Illumtherin said then, "Finally, a little bit of use from you. Admittedly, I'm fed up with talking to you so now that you've proved useful, I'm ditching this joint. Later, sucker," he said, then he phased through the door in a huff.


*-----Bridge of the Cargo Ship-----*

Once all the leaders had gathered, Iarocav nodded and attempted to silently open the door, but being in low maintenance, it squeaked, and all 2 dozen of the men in the room turned to look at the opening.
With a shrug, Iarocav burst through the door, throwing stealth to the wind, and took on a trio of sailors.

While he was midway through simultaneously kicking one while unsheathing his axe, he suddenly was slightly mentally overcome with a weak mental message. He could barely hear, so he merely blocked the blows of his attackers as the other leaders flooded into the room.
In his mind, Mistyfang's voice softly emanated, I don't know if you can hear me, but we have a slight issue. Your wife, Illumthiren and I have been captured. See if you can gather any info on something called " the final face."
Iarocav attempted to keep the "line" open to send a quick message, "We're occupied. We've found Classan. I'll attempt to get to you as soon as we can."
And with that, he turned his attention back to the battle, and shoved his axe hilt into his main attacker's face, throwing him down on the floor. Iarocav finished with slapping the flat of the axe blade on the man's face, knocking him out cold.
The captain of the ship remained unfazed by the fighting, continuing to pilot the ship as if nothing was afoot.