The Price of Feedom (Practice RP)

[Chaos Creator]

*The sun was beginning to dip lower toward the horizon, and casting a reddish glow onto the evening when Shadow finished making his rounds. He perched himself in his usual place atop tallest parapet, gazing across the land spread before him. It was a beautiful evening, and Shadow breathed in the mingling scents of the wind and the castle proper below.
He shifted his gaze, scanning the horizon and slowly turning in a complete circle. Facing somewhat Northeast, he stopped.
There, maybe 2 miles out, was the beginnings of a column of smoke, and the spark of a campfire. The fire was somewhat within a copse of trees, but shown well enough even in this dusky light for Shadow's sharp eyes to pick out clearly.
He watched for several minutes as the smoke grew higher into the sky, and the fire grew brighter in the darkening night. He was eventually able to make out a number of figures around the fire, but could not discern exactly how many, or the nature of the forms.
Perhaps he should take a few men out and find out who these people were. While it wasn't uncommon for travellers to rest somewhat near the castle for relative safety, neither was it uncommon for any manner of creature to think the Demon Guardian stronghold might be an easy mark for pillaging.
Shadow closed his eyes and was almost instantaneously standing in the courtyard, his teleportation through shadows happening with hardly a conscious thought. He made his way to the tavern, where he knew he would find both JC and SF this night.
Upon entering the place, he spotted the two sitting together at the head of a table, with several commoners gathered around, listening to a tale which JC was weaving with fervor. Shadow leaned against a wall, waiting for the tale to be finished before walking over.*

Well, gentlemen, I hate to pull you from such a grand tale-telling and ale-swilling time, but I request your presence in a matter.

[AntonyJC]

~JC taking a sip from his beer and looks up to see Shadow walking up to the table. He looks over at SF who is looking over at SF.~

"Hello Shadow. How have you been? What is this matter that deserves our attention?"
says JC to Shadow

[Chaos Creator]

*Shadow shoved a couple of the commoners aside roughly, moving over to sit beside his clan-mates.*

I am well, my friend. I wish to take out a small group to investigate a camp that has been set a couple of miles from our walls. I was wondering if perhaps you and SF would be interested in accompanying me. I'm going to grab four or five other footsoldiers to go along with us, but I figured you guys might be interested. Who knows? There could be great fun to be had...

*With that, Shadow smiled that slightly chilling smile that revealed his fangs. The commoners that he had shoved aside, who had been slowly working up the drunken courage to say something about his lack of manners, now turned a ghastly pale white as they fell back. How easy it was to forget Shadow's heritage, at times.*

[AntonyJC]

~JC takes another sip from his ale and wipes the foam off of his mouth but some residue trickles down onto his long beard. He looks at the commoners who seem to be getting upset over the disregard of their respect.~

"I Sure am up to that. Seems like a bunch of fun. But i would think that SForce is a little tired at the moment ~as he looks over towards SForce who is falling in between sleep and reality~ haha!."

~JC realizes he has not been on an trek like this in a while, but knows that everytime he goes out with Shadow he gets into trouble but it is always fun.

He looks over at SForce and throws his empty glass at his head to wake him up, but it seems to have done nothing better.~5218

[Chaos Creator]

*He chuckled a bit as the glass bounced off SF's head, and even moreso when SF barely stirred in his seat.*

Meh. Leave him. He'll be able to catch up to us, if he decides to join us, that is.
Come, let us gather a handful of troops.

[AntonyJC]

~JC gets up with SForce's beer and drinks his as well. JC, knowing that beer will throw him over the top, gets up with weak knees and almost falls over the chair and onto a bystander. He strolls to the door and lets Shadow out first while saying "Ladies first me lass" and chuckling the whole time~

Trying to be serious JC says "Now Shadow what troops shall we gather and i have a lass who is tougher than i have ever seen and i think she will be a great help on the journey. I will go and summon her and then i will meet you at the barracks. I will also see if SForce still wants to join us. Ill catch up with you later. Safe traveling my friend."

~As JC finished he went off in the other direction to summon Caden, a mysterious women who he does not know what she is capable of.~

[SForce]

~SForce stands up, takes his bow off his back and rapidly fires a few arrows at the dwarf. One cutting some of his beard, another ripping his shirt, and the last one sticking in the shield places on his back. The tavern turns quiet, a few whispers are heard, a glass or two being placed back on the table, eyes placed on either the dwarf or the elf in either amazement or surprise.~

"Please don't be alarmed" The elf said to the tavern "Next round of drinks are on me"

~He turned to the bartender, who already knew where to send the tab to, he nodded and started filling some mugs.~

"All but yours JC, ever thought I was thinking? Maybe concentrating on what this assassin had to say for us? Or are you too drunk to realize reality itself?" The elf said angerly, letting his temper flair momentarily. "I would like my arrows back as well, it's better they go to an enemy more worthy than you." The elf sarcastically said to JC with a smirk, meaning no harm. "Just remember who's command you are under"

~Hopefully the dwarf knew he was joking, JC helped build this kingdom, his...drunkenly...judgments are just as worthy as the leaders of this realm, hell he ruled it at one point, he knows the guidelines behind the Demon Guardians.~

~SForce places his hood over his head, the bow back on his back shaking his quiver of arrows with it.~

"Assassin, meet me here at sundown tomorrow, we will depart from there, let me get a good nights rest, this drunk over here thinks I need it...."

~With that final comment SForce walks past the dwarf, still speechless, and out onto the main road, looking both ways momentarily and then to the castle.~

[Chaos Creator]

I do not believe we will require many extra hands, for I saw only a small number of figures within the camp. Of course, they may have set sentries around the perimeter. Or, it might not even be the actual camp. Merely a faux set to distract us from the body of a larger force.
Who knows? That is why I only wish to take a few out. I want to determine whether these people are friend or foe, and the size of their troop.
*He then made his way to the barracks, peeking around for some of the warriors more adept at stealth than frontal combat.*

[AntonyJC]

~JC roaming around the housing of the Demon Guardians Castle in search for Caden, but she isnt there. He searches through random buildings and then goes into the square asking random commonors where she is. No one knows where she is. He continues looking but she seems to not be anywhere... ~

[Caden]

~Caden comes walking out of the forrest. She had been basking in the sun.~

"Oh JC, how are you? were you the one looking for me?"

~glances quickly at JC not sure what he could possibly need her for~

[SForce]

"He needs his mistress to assist him in a nice little adventure. My little JC over here needs someone to watch his back" The shadowed figure muttered. He gave out a quick smirked and took a step forward, into the road, a few yards away from the two before him. "We all know JC can't survive without his lady's help" The elf said jokingly towards them, giving a little chuckle at the joke so they knew he wasn't being serious.

"I'll let your stumbling lover over here explain what he wants you to do. Or the assassin, when he gets here, though I'm interested to see how a drunk man is going to explain a life-or-death situation."

[AntonyJC]

~JC stares back at SF in a manner to say good joke, but to also keep himself quiet. He then explains the story trying to fight the beer that is now kicking in.

"Well you see Shadow came to us, me and SF, in the tavern and told us about a horde outside camp and he asked us for help. I certainly accepted after downing a couple of beers, but anyways i remember you saying something about wanting to join in the action and this is the perfect place to do it! ~and he turns around to SF~ Not to shabby for a drunken dwarf eh!? ~and he turns back to Caden~ lets go, both of you, and we shall meet Shadow in the Barracks"

~JC and SF lead Caden to the barracks, a place she had never been too...~

[Chaos Creator]

*Shadow was there, speaking to a small group when JC, SF, and Caden walked in. He reveled silently in the sudden confusion of scattering, half-dressed men. All of these battle-hardened warriors running and hiding themselves from the presense of a woman in the barracks. Shadow found it laughable.
After things settled a bit, he turned to the group that had just entered, and gestured to the men he had been talking to.*

These gentlemen have agreed to accompany us out this eve.

[AntonyJC]

~JC smirks from the men runnign around and says "Dont worry guys, shes with me" but the men continue running around like chickens with their heads chopped off.~

"Caden, dont worry they are still young and dont know how to act when they are in the presence of a beautful lady"

~JC then motions for Caden and SF to sit to the left next to him.~

[Chaos Creator]

*Shadow looked to JC and SF*
So, how should we go about this gentlemen? Two or three smaller groups, or one large expeditionary force?