acting the thief

Vigilante Haskel · 10-01-2011, 06:06 PM

Okay! This is CdM's rescue party attempt! Please allow Vigilante, Haven, Niro, and Anatoliy to post first (probably twice each, to reach the cabin), but after that, no posting order. Guardians and prisoners welcome!

Marit's edit: The PNPC here is named "Cheke I", he's a male Timber wolf roughly 1,5-2 years old.
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Roughly two weeks had been spent planning and observing the tribe. On occasion, they had sent in one of their numbers to find where the prisoners were kept. Information had been garnered and now they knew that there were multiple prisoners. The dog King of Miracles felt that they were ready now to move in, and after conferring with the three men who had agreed to come with them, Vigilante knew that tonight would be the night. He was hoping for the best. He could fight, certainly, as could Haven. He did not know much about Antoliy, but he seemed like he could hold his own. Niro he was unsure about; he had to come, his daughter was possibly a prisoner, but the King did not know if he could fight and it was likely he would be more rash. Haven, too, admittedly worried him in this respect because of his mother. Antoliy was the only one with a familial stake in whether or not the prisoners were rescued, as far as he knew.

The sun had set some hours before, the darkness setting in as a heavy blanket. The moon had been new and empty only days before, so the cover of night was in their favor. If they had gone as soon as he had originally spoken to Haven, the moon would have been full and it would not have done them any good. That was the second reason for not running in immediately. This was something that required planning.

Jade eyes surveyed the small group with him, canines and horses alike. "Ready?" he asked them in a gruff whisper.

Anatoliy Russo · 10-02-2011, 04:02 PM

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here we go, wasn't sure if that set was a posting order or not >>

Anatoliy had not been approached with the assignment, mission, or whatever this was. He had simply heard of it from another and had found himself asking to go along. He had no ties to anyone who had been captured, aside from sympathies for the families affected. He had little to no stake in this and it was honestly strange to see him there. He was known to be a solitary creature. But his motives that night were purely to settle a debt to Niro. It was to apologize for the fight they had so very long ago. Niro's daughter was supposed to have been captured and it would be up to them to rescue as many of the prisoners of AniWaya as possible. He told no one of his intentions or why he volunteered for the job. It was simply a matter of telling the King that he was going. How could he refuse a willing raider?

The Russo knew that the distance between the two packs was large, and they had to travel in the dark. They would have to carry any of the injured, or the young, whichever. So, Anatoliy had gone to Anann to ask if he could take Rem with him for the mission. She had agreed, and the Russo made sure to speak with the dark stallion for his permission. Nothing would happen if that horse did not want to go. The stallion agreed and kept quiet the entire way there. There was a determination in the horse's appearance that was reflected in the rescuers' own. "Yes," he said clearly, eyes still peering out into the tribe's territory.

Niro Takekuro · 10-03-2011, 04:33 AM

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WC:408 OOC: Niro not happy.

The second the news about prisoners hit Niro's ears he was up for anything. He was worried that his daughter might be one of those prisoners and it worried him to no end, but in the years that he lived, he knew it would do nothing to fret, and with the plans the small group made, it kept him calm, after all how could a young five month old wolf kill six others if he wasn't calm? He'd been able to kill once he could do it again, if he had to. He would stick to the plan Vigilante had first though. If they got caught... well it wasn't his fault if he killed a child thieving wolf. He'd heard about the raid in Crimson Dreams from Amaranth, and now his daughter was in immediate danger. There was a possibility that she could be one of those prisoners so he would come, though he'd have volunteered even if it wasn't his daughter at stake. He had borrowed one of the horses as well, though he was not the best at riding on one, it was quicker and used less of his own energy than for him to run. Niro looked over at the small group, the strangest one he'd ever seen. He never expected to be in the presence of both Anatoliy and Haven much less their king. He would certainly work with everyone on this and keep it as quiet as possible. He wanted to fight, but they had a plan and it was to get the prisoners out safely. He looked over at his king, afraid to trust his own words, so he nodded instead. He had a neutral look on his face and he was as ready as he could ever be. He wanted his daughter in the safety of his own pack, at least until this whole mess was over with, he knew he couldn't keep her in Cour des Miracles, but to give her sanctuary was the best he could do for her until things were clear. He looked up at the skies where Tobias flew. He had made Marahute stay home as she was still unable to fly and Tobias was quick enough in a fight he would be able to do some damage. He was circling the village that held the monsters that would imprison their own kind, waiting for a signal from Niro who wouldn't give it unless absolutely necessary.

Anann Kelevra · 10-03-2011, 10:34 AM

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Stand up and show me some pride

It had stung deeply at the warrior woman's pride when no one had come to tell her about the planned attempt to rescue prisoners from the clutches of the AniWayans. She knew Anu to be one of the captives and that was about all she knew, other than what Jasper had told her of the guardians. And It was all the reason Anann had needed when Anatoliy had come home one evening asking to use Rem for the mission. She had agreed, though she had also told the Russian that it was not her permission that he would need and that he would need to take the matter up with the stallion himself and there was no way she was letting them both enter enemy territory without her. There was no she was simply going to stay home and worry, that was hardly the type of woman she was.

Without word from Vigilante or Haven, Anann had gathered with the rest of them. Her dual swords strapped to her back and new obsidian dagger with a bone handle was strapped to her thigh. The only adornments that seemed out of place on the woman were the bracers worn around her wrists and ankles to cover the ugly marks of thin fur and bare flesh. She greet them all with a silent nod. If they had expected her to stay behind they had been wrong and a direct order from Vigilante was exactly what it would take to make her stay behind.

It was the moment she had been waiting for as they gathered on the outskirts of the AniWayan lands, ever since Jasper had brought her word of the war and Anu's situation. She gave her ready in silent acknowledgment. Rem too, seemed eager and Anann had little doubt that Rem had already been to these lands to investigate and learn the terrain. Anann would follow Rem and Anatoliy to watch their back and give them a clear escape when the time came.

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Haven Aatte · 10-03-2011, 05:57 PM

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Haven ready to eff some shit up XD

Haven had understood completely the need to wait and learn all they could about the situation in AniWaya before launching their mission, but that had not made him any less anxious for this night to get here. Every moment his mother was held in their clutches it was another moment that she could be on the brink of death. The Knight knew they had threatened her life and that was why she had not been saved when Crimson Dreams had gone to speak with the new tribe leader. It was likely they would keep her alive for as long as she was useful to them, but he held no illusions about the way Anu was being treated. It was not well, and his mother was not a young wolf. How much could she withstand before it became simply too much for her?

Drogon had followed Haven obediently as they made their way towards the edge of the tribe's lands. The stallion was not always a quiet creature, but he seemed to sense how important this was to his friend and the other wolves and so the large beast moved as stealthily as he was able. Haven himself wore nothing more than his usual garments—the armor he owned would have made him slow, clunky, and loud. None of those traits were at all ideal for the plan they had hatched.

When the King asked if they were ready, the Knight only looked to him with a look of stoney determination on his face. Haven had been waiting for this night for a long time, and he was ready to do whatever was necessary to rescue his mother and the rest of the prisoners.

Vigilante Haskel · 10-06-2011, 05:02 PM

Another round of rescuers, then guardians and prisoners can hop in! Erin, want to have Haven go in first and stuff to push it forward? c:

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The group of canines he'd brought looked to him with stony expressions, some giving verbal affirmatives, others nodding. Vigilante was nervous, more so than he had been in quite a long time, but he did all he could to hide this. It was going to be a difficult mission as it was; he needed to keep a brave face for his followers. He had not expected Anann to come, but he was not angry. Another able body would help them, and he had only not thought to ask her because of all of her recent troubles.

Now that they were prepared to go, the secui dog mutt rose to his feet silently and began to move stealthily into the territory of the tribal wolves, canines and horses following. After all their observation, the King and his band of rescuers knew the location of the hut and the general pattern of the guardians' actions and patrols. He led the way with his head low to the ground, senses hyperaware and working in overdrive to listen for or smell any changes in the air that could cause problems for them.

They approached the cabin where the prisoners were kept under the cover of darkness and the King took a final look at his band of rescuers. It was now or never. Without hesitating any longer, the King moved silently to the door, though he needed someone else to open it. Shifting would drain his energy and he could not do it in his current form.

Haven Aatte · 10-08-2011, 10:20 PM

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Right-o. Lemme know if I need to edit this at all!

There was no fear in the Court Knight, not for himself at least. He only worried for his mother, hoping they had not come too late for her and that they would be able to get her out of this horrible place. When his sister had told him about the AniWayan tyrant putting a knife to her throat and threatening her death it had been the most afraid the Aatte had ever been in his life. Not even when he had come so close to facing his own mortality had such a chill run through his veins. He would do whatever he could to bring the woman who had raised him and loved him back to safety. Back to her home, where she belonged and could start to heal from this horrid ordeal.

Vigilante lead them into the enemy territory and Haven moved silently and with purpose. Drogon followed loyally behind him, placing his heavy hooves carefully so as not to snap any twigs that might litter the ground. They had learned the location of the cabin where the prisoners were held over the past couple weeks of observation and it did not take them long to come upon the place. His King moved to the door, but could not open it for his form. The Knight took the initiative and walked forward, drawing his longsword in one swift movement. Using his shoulder he forced the door of the cabin open and it hit the adjacent wall with a smack. A wolf that was clearly one of the guards looked up in surprise and his mouth opened to utter a call of alarm. Without a moment of hesitation Haven moved forward and buried the sword into the AniWayan's gut, silencing him with one last grunt of pain.

Anann Kelevra · 10-13-2011, 09:37 AM

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Anann is just going to stand guard outside, She’ll warn them to hurry and whatnot if she sees anyone approaching and intercept, if that needs pped later

Stand up and show me some pride

There was a slight edge of nervousness within the woman. An anxious feeling that was always there in the moments before a battle. Though it would be hard to tell through her calm and collected exterior. War had always been a part of her life, a necessary evil. Peace and freedom were never free, but paid in blood. Their small party moved quietly into enemy territory, even the horses seeming to understand the importance of their stealth. Anann continuously scanned the forest around them for anyone that might detect their movements, if they were detected before the ever reached the prisoners there would be no rescue.

They had made it to the hut uneventfully and Anann took guard, giving Anatoily’s hand a discrete squeeze as she passed. Be careful, her silent message. Vigilante moved towards the door, followed by Haven. Her back was to them as the door was pulled open, eyes scanning for anyone approaching, a hand at the ready on one of the leather wrapped hilts of her dual swords. There was a slight scuffle as the guard within was alerted and Anann recognized the sound of sword piercing flesh, but she could not afford to toss a glance back to make sure all was well.

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Niro Takekuro · 10-15-2011, 08:24 AM

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WC: 261 OOC: Please let me know if I did anything wrong here, :O

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Niro had dismounted from his horse, knowing he could be far more quiet that way, the horse sensing from the others walked careful and quietly they stole their way through the forest without detection, and that was the best Niro could hope for, and he was happy enough for that, though he did want blood himself. Following Haven, he stopped near the door of the prison giving the man room to open it. He heard the falling AniWayan and knew he'd been killed. Niro had experienced death before, at his own hands teeth and whatever else he could use when he was younger. Moving into the dark cabin he quickly spotted the next guard, he jumped on him with a quiet rumble in his throat, taking the man by the throat with his mouth, he twisted, pulled and held, the only thing that could be heard was the gurgle of the man trying to call out. The normally calm young wolf, now looked transformed into something cold, and angry. He turned to where the prisoners were and he could see the prisoners from where he came in, his heart skipped a beat when he saw Foxglove.

“Foxglove! Oh I hoped it wasn't true.... we're here to get you out!”

He said hurridly, running to his daughter he started untying her bonds, his hands a little shaky, as he was relieved that she was safe, though not in the best of conditions..

Wematin Kuruk · 10-16-2011, 03:50 PM

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Sorry this took so long >_> I would prefer it if the PNPCs were not so easily taken down or killed please >_<

At the time, Cheke I had been on guard duty for the prisoners--but Wematin neither cared nor deigned to care, so long as someone was guarding them. This turned out to be a grave mistake, as the Guardian in question came running back to the Town Hall to find him, raising the alarm that the prisoner hut was being attacked. Wematin had snarled at the man, demanding why he had cowardly left the hut unguarded, but Cheke had only whined to him about a large amount of infiltrators--Cour des Miracles dogs--before Wematin pushed the man aside, leading Cheke and another four Guardians with him as they ran for the prisoner hut, telling any other Guardian or Warrior that passed by to join them. Cheke had better hope that they were still there; Maska would not be pleased.

It had appeared that they were just in time, the grey and black Guardian spotting the intruders at the hut entrance. Wematin snarled deep in his throat--a mix of a growl and a bark--before he leaped at the nearest Court dog, his other five going for the others. Though the Guardians outnumbered the Court dogs by at least one, other Guardians and Warriors would soon join, and they would be sorely outmatched. As it was, the interloper that Wematin was currently aiming for--a tan and sand-colored mutt--was being double-timed by him and Sekou, a new Guardian who rivaled Shadi in cruelty and viciousness, as the other Guardians each engaged another, some even entering the prisoner hut to defend their hostages (strange as that sounded). They would tear this mutt--who, in fact, smelled like an alpha--to pieces, if need be. Tip-toeing about the Dreamers had proven a mistake as well: Given this rare opportunity, why should Wematin not aim for their leader? Devastate them from the start, he thought as he aimed for the alleged King's throat as Sekou went for his hindquarters, both in Secui form.

Guardian walks. "Guardian talks." Guardian thinks.

Vigilante Haskel · 10-18-2011, 02:59 PM

The death of that guard was plotted, Rachel. My apologies, I should have mentioned it in the first post. Shaw, since Toliy is supposed to grab Foxglove and go, maybe a guardian can jump on Niro? c: Anu and any other prisoners are welcome to join in!

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The dog King said nothing as Haven ran his sword through the stomach of the guard inside, and Vigilante moved into the cabin quickly and quietly. As he was stepping over the body of the fallen soldier, he realized that they had made a mistake in thinking they had not been seen somewhere along the way, though he found it hard to believe that the tribe had not attempted to intercept them before they had made it to the cabin and killed one of their trained guardians. Why they did not was a moot point, as now there were canines coming towards them that outnumbered them if they did not include the prisoners they hoped to save. Vigilante glimpsed Foxglove and Anu, as well as a few others not known to him. It was no matter—they wanted to fee them all.

Commotion near the door to the cabin drew the King's attention and he snapped his large head back to look at those entering, he watched as the guards separated his small group. Body tensed as jade eyes fell on the two coming at him now, one for his throat and one for his rear legs. The caramel-colored dog lowered his body into a crouch, snapping up as Wematin came closer, blocking his throat and moving his legs enough that the impact of the second guardian was weakened. He lunged sideways at the contact, feeling teeth graze his skin along his flank, snarling as he aimed to grab the underside of the first guardian's muzzle with the intent of grabbing on and holding it shut.

Foxglove Monroe · 10-18-2011, 03:11 PM

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The gypsy girl had been feeling alone, despite the company she kept in the captured Dreamers. She was an outsider to them, she knew, even if they were not mean to her, and she had been deemed a betrayer of the tribe by her blood alone. Days and nights had begun to mesh together and she hardly knew what time of the time it was, or how long she had been kept in the cabin. Szellem stayed with her, but they did not often speak, the small bird simply resting in her lap or on her shoulder. His visibility gave her strength, but words would not ease her loneliness.

The sudden commotion startled the blonde wolfdog and she leaned forward from where she knelt on the floor against the wall, shocked to see the door fly open and a shock of gleaming red and silver coming through the guardian's back and then retreat through his body again. A shock of a familiar pack scent washed over her now as she realized that not only were these members of her father's pack, her great-uncle's kingdom, but they were both there. Her father came before her and spoke, but Foxglove hardly heard what he said, dazed as she was.

Niro worked to undo the rope that knotted the gypsy girl's wrists together and suddenly Foxglove leaned into him, a suffocating feeling of relief washing over her at the prospect of being freed.

Table by Alli <3

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Anatoliy Russo · 10-20-2011, 03:52 PM

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somehow this wasn't something i was subscribed to. however good thing i checked today and was posting today..

As soon as Anatoliy felt Anann squeeze his hand, he squeezed back as reassuringly as he could. He knew his part in this play today, but he was still worried. He was worried for everyone in the raid and the people they were here to be saving. But then they started to move, and Anatoliy felt the exhiliration with them, adrenaline coursing through him as he rushed forward. Haven was the first to kill, for the guard was in their way. His death was quick and fast, and they all pushed their way around the fallen corpse.

Anatoliy pulled out his hunting knife, the only weapon that he had in his possession. He was quiet as he passed the dead body, offering him only a quick mental prayer. There was no need to die, but they had made it impossible to avoid. Anatoliy knew why they fought, but he knew it was all avoidable. Yet, here he was.

Niro found one of the taken, and was rushing to untie her. Meanwhile, the Russo turned away from the man, wondering where he would be more useful.

Anann Kelevra · 10-21-2011, 05:10 PM

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Stand up and show me some pride

”Quickly, they are coming!” Anann called out to the others within the shack as she drew her blades. She could hear them coming; the Guardians. There were too many for her to hold off alone and though she was able to slow them down, giving one of the wolves a forcible smack with the flat of her shorter blade, slitting open their cheek. Anann was only able to occupy a couple of the guards, the rest ran by her as she was unable to stop them. Out numbered, they needed to grab who they could and get out of here fast before more arrived. Even while defending herself from the two guards Anann managed to steal glances towards the door of the cabin and hoping to see Anatoliy and the others to re-emerge with the captives.

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