Arranged Meeting - Hoarran Group and Jonathan


  • Legion

    Senator Marty, who had made no movements north, back away from the advancing intruders to help defend Jonathan and his escort.

    Jonathan, I swear by all the gods I have no idea what this is all about. But I promise you this, this meeting isn't over.

    Marty snatches a scroll form between her breasts and chants a pretty random sounding incantation upon it*. Immediately a barrier of blades springs up between Jonathan's party and the advancing threat.*

    We've got to get through their line, through to the Tower. Come on!

    Marty and her panther join the line of guards defending Jonathan.

    ** Use Magic Device.



  • The three guards beside Jonathan draw sword finally, holding firm as the scouts that were along the hillsides set arrows into the charging men, and one by one the mages spaced along the back line start flickering into view as magic missiles fly out glowing from their hands. Jonathan and his immediate guards start shifting south towards the main lines, backpedaling without running, spear already held ready in both hands as he watches the running men.

    You shout betrayal?! You who are fleeing while your assassins try again?!

    The first of the men charging from the east reach Jonathan, who is obviously well practiced with his spear, fighting defensively, and still moving back, the three guards using shields more then anything, and drawing close quarters to Jonathan, the infantry in the main line starting to shift north, though not breaking into a trot yet, as ranks close the scouts begin pulling in from the sides.



  • _As certain Senators are rushed north, including Hardin by his bodyguards and Far Scouts alike, a horn is heard echoing to the north, answered by one to the east a few seconds later.

    Several long moments later, the Senators fleeing hear the cries of a few dozen men as they burst forth from the trees to the east, just south of the Shrine near the path leading to the Legion tower, heading straight for them at a full charge. Some of the men appear to be dressed in Peltarch Far Scout uniforms, others in brown leathers to blend in better amongst the trees. Although they seem to be a threat to the Senators fleeing and their bodyguards on the road at first, they instead flank suddenly down to the south slightly and along the hill top, heading at Jonathon and his remaining Hoarran troops, leaving the Senators a gap to flee still to the north.

    Off to the north, battle still rages, though the sounds of steel on steel seem lessened and replaced instead with the sounds of crying men and women wounded in the fighting there.

    It doesn't take long before the new unit appearing from the east is close to the group still stationed at the meeting area, swords drawn, eyes all set on Jonathon and his men.._



  • Raúl tries to sneak south, after seing Thomas being told to leave. And tries to stalk him to see what's going on, at no point but if his life is threatened directly will he attack, or if Thomas is being attacked by someone, even if it's a Defender, Raúl will stabb the attacker anyways.



  • The two scouts assigned to Mariston give him a direct order to withdraw with them, and if fails to comply again, they are forced to stay with him instead, but make no attempt to get the Senator to forcibly comply.



  • Adrian leaves with the Scouts.



  • ::Mariston clearly states he will wait and see what is afoot::



  • The Hoarrans hold their lines, just three of the heavier armed moving up to Jonathan's side as he just starts laughing, Vaxin still nowhere to be seen, and Thomas now half crouched and low having pulled knives from somewhere. Thomas touches Jonathan's shoulder and says a few soft words, which get his laughter to stop, and Thomas' hand knocked away by a quick spin of his spear before he stands looking north a dark look upon his face.

    Jonathan

    Go. He looks at Thomas, before repeating himself. Go! Thomas flees south, and Jonathan raises his voice to shout to those Senators now being hustled off.

    Run then! Peltarch can't even be trusted to a simple peaceful meeting!



  • The Far Scouts insist in any instances where Senators are reluctant to leave, having orders to evacuate all Senators at any sign of trouble.



  • ::Mariston watches Rath leave and turns his attention back towards the sounds of battle, politely refusing to be hustled anywhere::



  • The Senator reaches for a blade at his side that isn't there, it seems he has come unarmed, and mutters a curse under his breath, though he is immediately surrounded by his Seafarer escort.

    Ashald:

    "What is the meaning of this!? Why don't you tell us! This whole meeting was your idea! Nevermind, everybody withdraw, we are betrayed!"

    Far Scouts rush up, hustling Senators back northwards to the City amidst the sounds of battle.



  • Wha' th' fark is tha' sound. Raúl, who as previously said was sneaking around to make sure there were no other sneaks trying to disrupt the meeting starts heading towards the direction of the sound of battle

    How's it possible tha' they didn' put scouts ther' to watch fer trouble!? mutters



  • Jonathan lets Ronan take the scroll, blinking at Marty's comments before looking over towards the sounds of battle. A slight frown, as he flips his spear up to his shoulder and a quick motion has his mages winking back out of sight, though the rest of his guard doesn't move from their positions.

    Jonathan

    What is the meaning of this Senators?

    Sir Galin lets the spell go, and turns north looking towards the sounds, and laying his hand on a mace at his side.

    With little warning and no apparent motions or speaking, Vaxin disappears from sight.



  • Ronan, with his premonition still active and forseeing no immediate danger heading his way, turns to the sound of battle slowly… his brow creased to squint and catch a glimpse of the culprits behind the battle noise.

    …he then glances at Marty as he processes what she said earlier and what she has -just- said.. finding her words more troublesome then the battle in the distance, a blank look on his features..



  • ::Mariston turns his mighty steed to face the sounds of battle and draws his blade from its scabbard, the sound of the leather on steel creating a long drawn out sound of imminent threat::


  • Legion

    Hikes up her skirt and draws a dagger from a thigh holster

    I'm really startled by that sudden sound of battle! I'm ready to stab someone in the face! I'm hoping that the drawing of my dagger from my thigh scabbard drew some male attention. What the hells is going on!?

    Marty's panther companion circles her defensively

    (is in zone of truth)



  • Without warning, the sound of battle erupts from the north near the Shrine. The clash of steel against steel and the screams of men. The soldiers who can be seen to the north on the road suddenly scramble up it and out of sight around the trees to the north. Hardins bodyguards draw their weapons at the sounds, moving up to his side as they eye the Hoarrans as if ready to attack, they put themselves between the Hoarrans and the Senator as Hardin glances back at the sounds.

    Hardin

    Wha' the fark is goin' on now?


  • Legion

    I think an investigation is definitely warranted.

    Please understand though Jonathan, if this was indeed a servant of Peltarch they have gone rogue and were by no means under command from Peltarch to carry out any of these actions. I've always found Ronan attractive, but the fact that he is married makes the whole thing awkward.



  • Ronan approaches Jonathon for the scroll..

    If I may..

    Making sure it's fine with everyone on the Hoarran side at his approach. If none stop him or protest, he walks over to get the scroll… which he assumes has the description and such of the person in question on it, if he takes it, he walks back over to the Peltarch side to look it over..



  • Sir Galin Reynolds
    A simple nod indicating that everything so far appears to be truth.

    Jonathan
    Quite simply, she didn't willingly show that badge. Her plan was going far from what she wished. There are other reasons that I will not speak of in such an open place that I believe her one of yours.

    He takes one hand off his spear long enough to pull a scroll from a pouch, an amused smile touching his lips, as he holds it up.

    Description. Name. Other information. Are you willing to at least investigate my claim made under your truth spell?