Visiting a prisoner|Haven, Ilyamen

[aivea]

Once in Ilyamen, Ginger slips into the jail to see if Troi is still there. He'd been in jail for several months and had often sent for a priest during that time, even if only because the guards would often let him be alone with the priest with the guards only on the other side of a thin door.

Fortunately, the Fire/Earth is still there and is taken into a room before his ankles are shackled to two different legs of a table. The priestess of Thuoth is lead in and sits across from Troi.

"Well, well... Looks like I get some quiet and to see something worth looking at for a while. What do you want me for?" the prisoner says in a rather bored tone.

"I wanted to tell you that Evil's been released so we can start healing from the damage caused by it. Wouldn't it be nice to be a whole and pure person again?" Ginger replies.

Troi nearly falls out of his chair laughing. "Oh? Who told you this fairy tale?"

"Lord Max was telling the truth, not a fairy tale," she insists with a pout.

"Even if that's the case, I don't know why you think anyone other than you would believe it right like that." He stretches as much as the bonds allow then sighs deeply when he feels how little he's been given the chance to move. Though Troi's arms are partially free, he's chained around the middle to the chair and shifts uncomfortably in his bonds. "Every time they let me out of my cell it feels they tie a little tighter... What's wrong with testing the limits of one's power in a fight anyway? It's the winner's right to do what they please to the loser; they must know it as well as I do. They walk away to let the wounds fester, I end my opponent's misery with my lava. It's not cruel and certainly not out of the ordinary."

Ginger has no response to that other than to say after a few moments to regain her composure, "Be careful about your volume. It's not safe to talk loudly of such things, even during what seems to be confession."

"Oh, who would hear? The guards? Ha! They couldn't hear less if they had wool socks for ears."

[adris]

(OOC: This scene takes place well outside the walls of Ilyamen, far beyond the sight of sentry towers)

Dio led them to where he etched out earlier from sentry points and scouting reports to be the best position to plan for the upcoming event. He turns and looks his army in the faces, smiling as this is the first step to glory.

[whisper=Acadia, Kender Bard]all right, here is what I need, this needs to be worked to perfection everybody. The main stage of the plan will be the prison break. This is mostly for Critias and Diatos. I need you to go from prison to prison, unlock doors, but make sure the prisoners know to coordinate the break out. The small slips of paper I gave you are for them, so they know where to meet the legion. When they do break, you need to give a signal. Remember, this has to be without flaw.

Now, we need those gates to open, so I will position our fighters to strike at the guards there when the signal is given, pressure from both sides will make the city break open. They will rush out, and the only thing left at that point is an escape.

That is where we need Raynor and Oririos, something flashy, something to make all the guards see. Explosions, fires, lightining, whatever will make the guards look the other way as we move in the cover of Darkness.

Gate teams will be as follows. Anarchy and Entropy, you shall take the Eastern gate, this should be simple because that is where most of the prisoners will rush first. Terezia and I will take the Southern gate, everybody else is positioned at the West. Are there any questions I can answer, I am happy to take as long as is needed.[/whisper]

[aivea]

[whisper=Adris Warendo]
"If I could get ahold of a guard's uniform, I could make sure they don't know anything out of the ordinary is going on until the prisoners start exiting their cells. I doubt any guard would look twice at a 'fellow guard' setting the locks and supposedly escorting a prisoner," Critias comments with a confident smirk.

Oritos looks over at his boss for confirmation that doing what Dio said is all right which earns a slight nod. The Fire then grins and looks over at Rayner with a bit of puzzlement.

The Storm restrains the urge to dance from glee, settling for a slight hop instead. It's clear he can barely contain his elation at what his role is supposed to be.
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[adris]

[whisper=Acadia, Kender Bard]all right, that can be remedied easily enough as long as we take our time. Like I said there is no particular hurry. Tonight we will send in our mind to take a guard and his uniform. When the guard gets here we will have the clear give him an order, we have to be sure there are no holes in the order for a man to exploit. Order him to stay silent about the legion, to not even hint at our existance or ever interacting with us. If asked where he lost his uniform he will reply he used it to pay a gambling debt. That will get us a uniform and enough time to make the break work. Just try not to pick up the one competent guard in Ilyamen all right?[/whisper]

[aivea]

[whisper=Adris Warendo]
"I will go," volunteers both Demarlos and Diatos at the same time. The two Minds proceed to glare at each other when they realise they both spoke at once.

"I'll take care of that once he's brought here," Espelen says to Dio.

Critias simply nods in reply to the leader's comment before raising an eyebrow at the two Minds. "Childish," he says with a quiet snort.
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[adris]

[whisper=Acadia, Kender Bard]"It is good to see that you are both so eager to help. I am happy for you both, I think we shall do things in order of work load though. We need you at 100% for you're acting job with Critias Diatos. Demarlos, that means you will get the guard, as I said, this is our first act, while I don't demand perfection this plan probably requires it. Do you're best.[/whisper]

[aivea]

[whisper=Adris Warendo]
Demarlos smiles and polishes his glasses on his shirt before replying contently, "You have nothing to worry about."

"Aww..." Diatos is about to say more when she jumps slightly from feeling someone clamp a hand on her shoulder.

"Oh come on, Diatos... He does have a point." Critias shrugs then adds, "You can take my half of the credit, I just want to watch the chaos."

The Mind pushes his hand away and looks at him a bit oddly. She'd not expected the Wind to be so accepting of someone else being in authority and that fact makes her feel a little at a loss.

Meanwhile, Epselen is looking at Rayner in the way that one looks at a specimen they'd been given to study. "What if this one shifts again? That he has more than one personality is going to be a pain."

Feeling a bit indignant at the implication he'd hold the others back, the Storm replies with a snort, "Pain? Me? This plan will go forward and I think I can handle myself."
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[adris]

[whisper=Acadia, Kender Bard]"Now now, I trust you all. This I promise you, that you all start with my full trust and that it is hard to lose. You all know what's at stake, either early failure or the future of the legion itself. I don't want to start everybody worrying, but I know we can do this. Positions everybody, it is time to start the show."

He grinned and allowed everyone to dispurse. Due to the length of time required before the actual plan is set into motion most of the legion can idle, it is when Critias goes in that everyone needs to move into the correct positions.[/whisper]

"Now it begins."

[aivea]

At nightfall, Demarlos returns with one of Ilyamen's guards. Currently, the guard looks rather baffled after having suddenly been teleported without a word as to where the destination is. Epselen does her part and switches on her aura to enslave the now struggling guard. After long enough that she could judge from experience that her orders would have to be obeyed, the Clear orders, "Stay silent about this group and tell no one you saw anyone or give even a tiny hint, guard. And take off your uniform and hand it to one of my companions... If anyone asks, tell them you lost it to repay a gambling debt to a trader at an inn on the way to work."

The guard looks completely baffled and humiliated but has no choice to comply. Critias takes the uniform from the guard and says with a grin, "This might not fit perfectly but I won't argue with the price." After saying that, the Wind disappears from sight with the uniform before returning wearing it only a few moments later. If not for his amused expression, he could convincingly pass as a guard.

"Now, guard. You may return to Ilyamen now." Epselen says with a snicker.

"In this?!" the guard yelps.

"What else? Now go," replies the Clear and she watches the guard leave with an amused look.

Diatos stands then says while slipping on the pair of handcuffs her role required her to wear, "Time to go?"

Critias nods in reply and the two set out for the jail to begin the plan.
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The guise of being a guard escorting a prisoner is enough to get to the cells and fortunately the keys were already with the guard whose uniform was taken. However, getting in the front door was the easy part... Calmly and as though it is merely done out of habit he starts down the row of cells unlocking the door to each occupied cell and tries his best to conceal handing a slip of paper to the prisoners. In case anyone caught on who wasn't supposed to, that is what the knife that had been hidden in the uniform and Diatos' abilities were for.
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Meanwhile, Rayner and Oritios have seperated and wait for the signal to begin. Since neither is in an area near the other members of the legion once they take their places, safety isn't high on the list of issues.

[adris]

With a wave of his hand the rest of the legion splits to thier posts. They need to aid Critias, there is no reason allowing his act to fail. He needed every move to be calculated, every step to be in the right direction. Any move that sets off alarms will grind the legion to an early halt. He moves into place with Terezia, and looks into the city walls for the signal. At any moment he will pounce, and the gates will fall.

[aivea]

Despite a couple of close calls with wary guards asking a few questions which required quick thinking to answer in a way that avoided being caught, Critias and Diatos manages to reach the end of the cell block. With a slight smile, he hands the last slip of paper to Troi.

The Fire/Earth reads the paper and half-smiles as if he liked what he was reading then frowns and waves for them to come closer. Critias presses his two Wind signs together to be able to muffle the sound with his elemental abilities so only the three of them can hear the converstation before asking, "What is it?"

Troi answers, "I'd love to join you guys for freeing me and all but I can't leave the cell with my legs only on six foot chains to the wall. I don't think they liked the first time I tried to get out of here." He shrugs. "I can see the lock. Pass me the keys and I'll open it."

The Wind nods and passes the keys through a gap between the bars. After unlocking the chains, Troi returns the keys and stretches.

~We're done. All I need to do is get to the tower and ring the bell before the real fun starts,~ Diatos sends to Dio before slipping off the deliberately loose shackles and teleporting to the tower.

"Now, I'm going to somewhere better to watch from." Returning the keys to his pocket, Critias seperates his signs and begins to walk away with a slight smirk touching his lips.
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Meanwhile, near Dio and Terezia, Iskra has caught up with Ginger.

"There you are. I had a feeling you'd come to Ilyamen and try to act like nothing's happened, traitor," hisses the priest of Taed.

"'Traitor'? You heard the same things I did..." Ginger replies.

"You're the one who went from being an ally to siding with those who serve Evil," replies Iskra with a scowl. "Thus you are a traitor."

"It's not wrong to side with those who are acting for the best."

"It is if they side with Evil."

"I'm sorry Iskra but I know in my heart they're acting for the best." She reaches out to put a hand on her shoulder but her arm is slapped aside. "Ow!"

"Don't touch me. I'll give you until tomarrow morning to repent before I tell anyone."

Without another word, he strides away and seems to be heading deeper into the city. The priestess of Thuoth looks over to Dio with wide eyes and asks, "You won't tell, will you? I don't want to die just because I thought those who released Evil were the ones who had the more respectable intentions compared to others..."

[adris]

Dio gave her a very sympathetic look, and Terezia did the same after seeing him. A person who had lost their way, was rejected by others and society in general. She would be perfect for thier merry little band.

"Of course I won't tell, you shouldn't be judged for what you're heart tells you is right. Besides, you seem like you are in need of home and friends. I am forming a group that will accept you and care for you, if you are willing to do some tasks in exchange for a place to belong."

The more the merrier, and he likes to think of the legion as more of a family. This is the only place that those rejected by society can really be without judgement, where they have a voice and a mind that is respected.

[aivea]

Ginger thinks quietly for a moment before nodding and saying, "That sounds fair, thank you... What should I do first?"

Right after she asks what she needs to do, the signal is given.
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Troi kicks aside the chains which he'd let rest on his legs in case a guard had happened to walk by. Slipping out of his cell and toward the meeting place, he hums a little tune to himself and carefully avoids where he thinks guards would be likely to look for a missing prisoner.
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Upon noticing the signal, Rayner and Oritos create as much of a distraction as a pair of two signs can. It seems like the two are competing to see which can do the most damage before the time allotted for their role runs out.
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After watching for a few moments the results of their efforts, Critias returns to the meeting place to wait for the others rather than risk being caught. A few seconds after he arrives, Diatos joins him.

"Let's see how long they need," he says and looks back toward the jail with a smirk. "I think Dio's one of the very few who is appreciating that."

[adris]

Dio grins when he hears the signal. The time is now, Critias has succeeded and now it is thier turn to put the plan into motion. He nodded to Terezia and then turned again to Ginger.

"First, we need to get this gate open so you can see the rest of you're family. Killing isn't necessary, just hold off the guards so I can get a chant in and force it."

Thier attentions would probably be split in the first place. He began his chant to create a force of the eart powerful enough to break the gates open from this end. It is up to the rest of the legion to open the other two and then disappear as fast as possible. Terezia moved to the first guard, the bone blades sticking from her arms positioned to rend the man's flesh, it is now Ilyamen's turn, they have to react with perfect precision to stop the legion now.

[aivea]

Ginger nods and presses her signed finger to the one next to it to trigger her Mind sign before starting to chant. She leviates as many small rock fragments as she can find and telekeneticly "throws" the fragments in the direction of any approaching guards, though she's not aiming to kill and is only intending to make the guards keep back.
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Epselen takes the easy way to openning the south gate; she takes over a guard and has them open the gate before stabbing the unfortunate guard with a dagger she'd found. The Clear keeps her aura on while waiting to see if any other guards are coming.
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The guards mostly rush toward the jail which creates a mellee between the former prisoners and those who once kept them bound. Slowly and a bit painfully, the prisoners are getting the upper hand.