Allagahn's Diary

Chapter 17 - Famous last words

The final sentence of my previous diary entry reads "We are going to need a good plan". Hindsight has proven this statement to be accurate. We overpowered the troops on the roof without too much difficulty however we then had the problem of the two floors of guards below us. I came up with two suggestions, the first being that Cordelia use pattern sight to go below the two floors of guards and disable anyone who was sent to raise the alarm while we fought our way down, the second was for the majority of us to get out of sight while Charity (currently disguised as a guard), explained to the guy who had come to check the roof that the mercenary remnants of Brands forces had turned on them and try to start a fight between the two groups. Charity didn't like any of these plans, so she just attacked the guy, who was a lot tougher than he looked.

Alfred dropped a silence spell and we headed down into the tower as quickly as we could. We met a little resistance in the first room, which we dispatched and then met another bit of resistance in the form of a big thick barred door. Charity projected her mind through the door and began disabling the troops on the other side, it seemed to be working really well, so attempted the same thing, heading down below the tower to try and cut off anyone going for help. I encountered a lot of static as I proceeded, it must have been caused by the font of power. I could just make out a figure disappearing, but was unable to do anything due to the static.

I changed tack and attempted to overpower one of the large Rodian demons in the guard room below us. This was a lot harder than I expected and was taking too long, so I turned my attentions to one of the smaller creatures. In an appallingly unfortunate display of synchronicity, the silence spell ended at the exact moment I ceased the mental attack, the guy realised there was sound again, told everybody, that there were mind possessing Amberites around, and uttered a power word to render me unconscious before I was able to do anything.

I awoke in Deirdre's tower, we had lost Alfred (gone primal again), he in turn had lost my sword, Cordellias prized sword and Charities suit of armour. Not a bad days work. I didn't bother asking whether or not we'd succeeded.

The current situation is as follows:

We have micro lights, that will probably blow up if they try to use their napalm,
We have a large enemy force camped outside,
We have a massive enemy force about 10 hours away,
Alfred is lost,
My sword is lost,
My suit won't fly,
We don't have the phoenix
My head hurts.

I tried to use pattern tendrils to imbue a gauss rifle with some "reality", so that we could use them in the keep. This wasn’t a good idea while Deirdre was in Logrus form and I was knocked unconscious for another period of time.

I spoke to Deirdre regarding the possibility of bringing some troops in via trump or logrus. Nope. I spoke to Deardrie regarding the possibility of recovering our lost items using logrus. Nope.