[Game Thread] Your First Assignment.

[MrCompetition]

"Yes sir!" Kaleb says, barely able to force enthusiasm into the words. "I am Kaleb Channing and I'm from Dragonport. I'm a mostly self-taught magic user and I prefer to use my spells or crossbow to fight from a distance, but I'm a fair hand with the sword, should the need arise." The sorcerer rests his left hand on the pommel of his blade in emphasis of his last statement.

[Jordz92]

As Kaleb finishes his final sentence, Lieutenant Fahrlan seems to reach a decision. His grey eyes seem to take on a warmer feel.

"So, a fairly mixed bunch we have here. Maybe it will turn out to be useful... You're a fair bit more diverse than the usual squad of heavy hitters we get in here." he says with a slight grin. "Ok. I will now accompany you to where you have been assigned a pitch. It will be your 'home' for the duration of the time you spend here at Dragonport. You have been assigned a small area about 20 meters to the left of this tent as you step out the door. If you would all follow me, I prefer to help my own troops settle in myself. Dismissed!

As he shouts this last word, he swiftly walks out of the tent, hands clasped loosely behind his back. The other man, who you noticed briefly when you entered the Lieutenant's tent, steps up and says, "I would follow quickly, though he is lenient, he does not deal well with the slow. You should know, he is a very swift, efficient man." Grinning slightly, the man gestures to the door-flaps of the tent.

[Fading Echo]

The "usual" squad of heavy hitters? Possibly very bad news... but then, such is the price of war. Well, rest with the spirits, predecessors. I hope you died well...

Cassandra turns to follow the lieutenant without a word.

[Slolivin]

Glen offers a nod as the lieutenant speaks and leaves the tent. Not suprising that those with strong arms decide to join the army. Too bad a strong mind is more powerful than a strong arm in battle.

Pushing his musing to the side he turns and follows the others to his new 'home'. His new home for the immediate future at least.

[Eleanor Rigby]

Sahar glances at Fahrlan. "lenient"? He doesn't seem like one... but yet she gets the feeling that he isn't all that bad. I should just wait and see what he's like, probably. She follows him outside the tent.

[MrCompetition]

Of course this group will be useful, it's got me in it. The sorcerer thinks to himself as he hops in line behind one of the others. And just about anything is more useful than a musclebound goon, unless you need something heavy moved of course.

[lcg16]

Heavy hitters? Well...I'm no heavy hitter. To be honest, is any of us a heavy hitter. I think we'd need at least one. No one else in plate armour...except the fellow who likes dragons... Her thoughts are distracted at the mention of speeding up, and she decides to hustle along, just as she had earlier, making a bit of a racket in her breastplate, trying to get there as fast as the others did. It occured to her to maybe ask for Heironeous' blessing to aid her speed, but she doubted she could waste it on something like this. Her own meagre physical strength would have to do...

And so the Lady von Reikstrum brought up the rear of the line behind the Lieutenant...

[Jordz92]

As you wander towards a small area of untouched grass, the Lieutenant begins to talk about what will be involved in your duties, and how your predecessors have faired.

"The last squad I sent out never came back, they were sent on a reconnaisance mission out to Thran'Vek, attempting to scale out the size of their supplies there. I never thought it was a good idea, but the orders came from higher up, so I couldn't dispute them, we were to send a blooded squad out to 'assess and relay the size, and defenses of the Thran'Vek supply base.' But it ended up that we never heard from them again." The lieutenant frowns, but continues speaking. "We have managed to gather information about the siege of Sharlan from a couple of scouts who managed to escape the lines, And apparently, the Orcs are sending a supply convoy to assist their siege. I'll give you more details in the morning, but thats is the basis of your first assignment. I'll answer any questions you have in the morning."

As the Lieutenant finishes, you arrive at your designated pitch. It is a small, square, green patch of grass with no features whatsoever, "So, you will be pitching here for the time you spend here, please try to keep it fairly tidy, feel free to pitch up however you want. I'll leave you to it."

Moving away, the Lieutenant returns to his tent.

[Fading Echo]

"Excuse me, sir." Cassandra asks before the Lieutenant can walk away. "What about my horse? She'll need to be stabled and fed-I was told such arrangements would be available here."

[Jordz92]

Barely glancing over his shoulder as he replies, the Lieutenant says "And you were told correctly, speak to the Sergeant on duty about it, he'll take you to the stables. I'll see you in the morning." He continues to walk back to his tent.

[Slolivin]

"Friendly guy" Glen mutters when the Lieutenant is out of ear shot. "Well, looks like this is home for tonight" he says gesturing to the small square of land. "How about our tents over there and a fire pit here?" The shaman motions to different spots in the area as he speaks.

After setting up a tent he turns to the elf and smiles "Seems like we'll be doing a bit of reconnaisance. Your skills will surely be invaluable Sahar." He clears a few twigs from the ground unstraps his heavy armor and sits, stretching his legs out in the grass. Turning to the elf again "So what brings you here Sahar?"

He is anxious to learn a bit more about this group. They will be on a mission together and it would be good to know where each person fits in.

[Fading Echo]

Cassandra nods to the officer, then quickly walks over to Amaur. The plain, if large, brown horse remained where her rider had dismounted, and snorted in recognition as Cassandra approached.

"There, there." Cassandra murmurs to the horse, gently stroking the animal. "It's just another war camp, nothing we haven't seen before, and I don't think there's anything to worry about. Another camp, another mission for you and me, only this time we've got company."

Amaur snorts again, tilting its head in a gesture the ranger recognizes.

"You greedy girl." Cassandra chuckles. "Oh, all right. You get your treat, but it'll be back to rations for you after this."

The horsewoman reaches into one of her pockets and withdraws a large piece of fruit, clearly picked only recently, judging by how fresh it is, and lifts it up to the horse, who devours the fruit in less time than it took the ranger to move her hand.

"That might be the last treat in a while, girl. No telling when the next time I'll find a treat for you will be, unless you like human rations. Maybe the elf will help. Then again, she doesn't seem to be the type to know much about the wild here. Well, let's get you somewhere nice and dry for the night."

Cassandra stays on her feet, and walks the horse over to the sergeant.

"Sergeant, Lieutenant Farhlan said to speak with you about finding the stables for my horse."

[lcg16]

Holly salutes the departing Lieutenant, then nods at Glen's suggestion, pitching up her own tent beside his, with a bit of a struggle. It was obvious she had never camped before.

Still, it was eventually up, and she headed inside for a bit, and one could hear the clanking of armour being tossed to the ground. Eventually, she emerged, the plate gone, in sandals, and the roughspun jerkin and skirt of underarmour padding, over which was a lengthy clerical robe, keeping her warm.

Stretching her feet out as she sat, joining the group, she wriggled her toes near the fire and pondered, Wonder what's for dinner...

[Eleanor Rigby]

Sahar smiles back to Glen. Why, the war, of course. I have seen many destroyed settlements on my way, and decided that if I do not wish to see my own home like that, I should probably join the effort to stop the orcs."
She sits on the grass next to him and asks, What about you, Glen?[B]

[Slolivin]

Glen lets out a sigh, "I've been living in the shadow of my father my whole life, but his life was not for me. I'm here to make a name for myself, prove my worth." He lets out a small smile and adds "Ridding the land of these blasted orcs is a bonus. Some of the stories of what they've done are just terrible. I'm honored to have the chance to do something about it."

He turns his gaze to the fire and stares for a bit. "I wonder what else we'll learn about our mission. I don't plan on ending up like the last group."