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Poljen listens as everyone talks, then finally says, "There are too many prisoners and too many enemies for our group. We will need an excellent plan, or a dramatic stroke of luck. And since we can not assume we will have luck, a plan it must be. But for a good plan, we need to know much more. Where are the prisoners? How many guard them? Is there any way we could stop the enemy from pursuing us if we somehow manage to free everyone? Honestly, I still think our best bet is to wait for the army to once more ride out on a raid, so we have fewer to contend with. But we don't know when that will be, if at all. Though Cyanwrath said as much, yes? If the reinforcements are spotted before the army leaves on a raid, we lose any chance at surprise."

He sits back against a rock and says with finality. "The only thing I believe for sure is that tonight, with all their celebrating, presents our best chance to in-fill-trait," he carefully enunciates the word, "And learn more. So this is what I say. Those of you who wish to go, go. Climb down, sneak through the shadows, or pretend you are part of the army. If you go with that option, I suggest that you say you were a rearguard and saw no pursuit, though you caught some odd hermit, to be played by Cratol once more, since he is dangerous even without weapons. Ask where to put the prisoner. Or some try sneaking, some climbing, some pretending. Anyway, move through the camp, learn everything you can. Say you wish you had gotten more loot, and want to go on another raid, things like that. If you can find a way to sneak just a prisoner or two out, do so. Especially if there are some that have been held here longer than those from Greenest. They might know more."

He leans forward. "If some of you are spotted and have to run, run immediately for the entrance, fight your way out if you can. The rest of you, if unseen, use the diversion for a final look around, then head this way. We will leave a rope hanging down. And finally, if everything goes to the hells, then I will attack at the entrance. Or if need be, stroll up and declare I wish to fight Cyanwrath again. But I hope not to have to play that card yet. Any thoughts or questions?"

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Fay looks at Mari and sees the twinkle in her eye and the grin splayed on her lips as she calls him lord. He smiles in return, "M'Lord is it? Well then M'Lady, let me answer thee. I am a lord in fact although not in feel, if ye catch meh meaning. I feel not like a lord, nor ever have I. I am the baseborn son of a baron, which maketh me a baron's son. I be of the nobility since meh father chose to acknowledge me. But Yartar is a minor barony, the only title shall pass to me eldest brother, and I wish him well with it. It is all duties and responsibilities and makes thee gray before thine time. 'Tis not the life fer me. And, meh brother, he has the temperament fer it."

Fay thinks for a minute, "But I be family and there be little as important as that in me family, pah always taught us that. Meh father treated me as his son, not his baseborn son, and meh brothers and sisters after him. When and if I wish it, I could have any position I want, whether it be open a Bardic College in Yartar, help one of me brothers lead the army, or be the Baron's Apothecary, it be mine fer the asking, with baronial support to make it a success. And mayhaps one day, when I have me a family of me own, that I will do, and live the easy life with me wife. Or, mayhaps I'll find a rough piece of land and start me own little barony… with the right woman urging me on to make it great." Fay looks to see Mari's reaction.

Later that evening Fay finds Lia, "M'Lady Amillë, I have thought of what you said ere you left to find the reinforcements. 'Tis such a little thing I know not whether to even tell thee. Ere I met thee I was Faevalor Baronsson, the name to denote me as the baseborn son of the Baron Yartar. It served me well, but held no meaning fer me. Thee gave me a gift beyond reckoning when thee left, thee told me meh birth name. That name holds meaning. I pray thee take no offense at this but I now be Faevalor Beleg. 'Tis a good name, and it holds meaning fer me. I know meh pah will have no ill feelings with this decision. I beg thy permission and I pray to all the gods that provide beauty, light, rain, fertility, and justice that this pleases you in some small measure."

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As discussion turns to infiltrating the camp by pretending to be part of the army, the question of insertion comes up.

It appears your best bet for getting both in and out is on the opposite side of the canyon, a quiet corner where a climbing rope could be hidden in the shadows.

Approaching from the front could also be done, but that is the most heavily guarded area, and most there look relatively alert and sober.

There are a few groups in the camp who look rather far gone in their cups. Approaching one of them with questions would be relatively safe, though whether any information received is coherent or not…

Out of Character: Fair warning, this tale will take a rather dark and disturbing turn relatively shortly. I don't revel in what is to come, but I feel it is necessary as well.

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Cratol wanders off away from the others. HE will head higher up on the mountain observing those down below. He is looking for a place he can possibly create a rockslide down upon the camp below.

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Mari looks at Fay as he speaks. She blushes slightly in a few places. " Thank you Fay. I was just wondering what kind of man that you were. An entitled noble or someone that knows what it is like hoping for your next meal. You were fortunate you had a good father and now a good mother. Not all have that luxury. " She frowns as she stands up. " We must prepare to infiltrate the camp. " She walks away and checks her gear.
Lia hugs Fay tightly as she hears his new name. " I would consider it the greatest honor of my life for you to use the name I... Gave you. " She struggles to get the words out as she chokes up a little. A moment later she looks into his eyes. " I have something to help you Ionneg. I have a spell to make your tongue glib enough to sell books to a troll. I can use it on you right before we leave. It will work for one hour only. Hopefully that will give us time to get in and out. If not I can cast it again. We can escort Cratol in as Poljen suggested. We need to gather the others and go now. No time like the present. "

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Through the two weeks of pursuing the army Nyzahr has been exceedingly aloof from the rest of the Blaze, riding quietly seemingly lost in thought for hours on end, moving her pale lips voicelessly as if almost in a trance, never answering their inquisitive looks or questions… when she got to disappear into the woods during their nightly encampments, the situation was getting to the point where a few of them got to wonder about the strange white tiefling's sanity.

Nevertheless she relentlessly rode along with them day after day and made her way up to the cliff's end, quietly toying with her dragonchess figurines as Lia and the rest of the others emerged back from their long ride and Poljen and Fay were attempting to formulate a plan of sorts to infiltrate the enemy camp.

Only then did Nyzahr the White Chanter seem to break out of her disturbing apathy. Stretching langourously and brushing red-bearded Velon and young tortured magus Owen with one of her trademarks enigmatic smiles, she plants her horned feet firmly to face Lia, Poljen and Fay as the three of them stand discussing strategies and soon sends Poljen her affirmation:

- This One's Spirit Has Been Traveling Through The Spheres And Has Gained Yet Newer Knowledge Of The World Of Shadows
- This One Can Enter The Enemy Camp And Can Also Take The Burly One Along, The Shadows Will Allow It.

Out of Character:
Glad to be back after all this time, everyone. Sorry about breaking off so abruptly, personal matters (Coupled with technical) are to blame.

In any case, I still have to level Nyzahr but she will master 2 new third-level bard spells and I already have chosen Major Image as one of them. Daishain, could that type of Major Illusion cover and disguise the barbarian (Or anyone else from the Blaze, for that matter)? That, combined with Nyzahr Invisibility and Disguise Self spells, without counting her ability for sneaking, should be able to camouflage her and 2 other members. These three should be able to sneak inside the enemy camp and maybe either sneak into the cliff's face to the other side and/or use Charm Person or something similar on one of the enemy to acquire the prisoners' position.

Sounds like a plan ?
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Edited: AshDrunbar on 17th May, 2017 - 8:43pm

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Lia eyes Nyzahr with raised eyebrows. " We are going Poljen. I'm not sure what she is saying to you but you are staying here I assume? The leader of our group should stay here. I can communicate to you like I have been doing if all goes wrong. If you are down there with us then it will be no help. "

She pulls a black cloak on and drapes it over her form. Lia pulls the hood up over her head. She gestures to Mari and she does the same thing. " Hopefully they won't know that we are women. I would hate to call the wrath of Sune down upon them. " Lia grins.

Her and Mari start walking towards where they plan to hang a rope down. " Fay, Cratol are you ready? " Lia will head over to the spot where they decided to hang a rope down. She will cast Enhance Ability in Fay before they are spotted by anyone.

Out of Character: : They will wait for Cratol and whoever plans to go with them. Once everyone who wants to go as part of the army disguise is ready they will depart. Ninja, Enhance ability will be cast with the Eagle's Splendor. This grants him advantage on any rolls involving charisma tests.

Edited: Kyrroeth on 18th May, 2017 - 12:06am

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Fay hears Lia and falls in behind her. "The burden of leadership is heavy" He says to Poljen as they head to where they will descend. He looks down, has a short sense of vertigo, steels himself, and then starts to go down.