"I hope this works. If they really have a way to detect magic, my very presence may set off the wards. I'll step in last once we are up there."
Warlock approaches Azir in order to be picked up and carried to the rooftop.
UE Issue #6: Infernal Convergence
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Re: UE Issue #6: Infernal Convergence
Warlock
Warlock approaches Azir in order to be picked up and carried to the rooftop.
Warlock approaches Azir in order to be picked up and carried to the rooftop.
Re: UE Issue #6: Infernal Convergence
Wind Dragon
As the other jump up the winds lift him up to get to the top with the rest of the group.
As the other jump up the winds lift him up to get to the top with the rest of the group.
Re: UE Issue #6: Infernal Convergence
The Factory Roof
5:36 PM Local Time – Sunday, December 6th, 1987
Wind Dragon: DEX 20, DEF 20, END 46/46, STUN 38/38
Eclipse: DEX 20, DEF 21/25, END 46/46, STUN 29/29
Azir: DEX 18, DEF 27, END 56/56, STUN 56/56
Warlock: DEX 18, DEF 22/24, END 40/40, STUN 40/40
The four heroes ascend to the factory roof with the night air crisp against their skin. Three ride the strength and agility of Azir, whose powerful legs carry them effortlessly upward, scaling the brick walls with ease. The fourth, Wind Dragon, rises with a the power of the wind.
They land softly atop the roof, each hero taking care to distribute their weight, toes brushing the surface with near-silent precision. The only sounds are the soft sigh of the wind and the distant creak of the ancient structure settling under its own weight. They pause, tense, scanning their surroundings, hoping their arrival has gone unnoticed in the night air.
Before them stretches a broad, aging rooftop, layered thick with autumn’s discarded leaves and nature’s creeping reclamation. Twigs, scraps of faded tar paper, and drifts of brittle debris shift and scatter under the faintest touch. Yet one spot stands in stark contrast: a rectangular area near the central roof entrance has been meticulously cleared.
In that barren patch gleams a sharp, modern antenna array, its polished metal surfaces reflecting the dim moonlight. The array bristles with equipment—narrow parabolic dishes, dense bundles of signal cables, a pair of reinforced transmission spires—its clean, technological precision completely at odds with the surrounding decay.
Three visible stairwell exits punctuate the rooftop, one at each end and the one in the middle adjacent to the antenna
Faint traces of boot prints, too recent to ignore, mark the cleared area. The antenna is no afterthought; it was installed carefully, with purpose.
Actions?
Rolls
5:36 PM Local Time – Sunday, December 6th, 1987
Wind Dragon: DEX 20, DEF 20, END 46/46, STUN 38/38
Eclipse: DEX 20, DEF 21/25, END 46/46, STUN 29/29
Azir: DEX 18, DEF 27, END 56/56, STUN 56/56
Warlock: DEX 18, DEF 22/24, END 40/40, STUN 40/40
The four heroes ascend to the factory roof with the night air crisp against their skin. Three ride the strength and agility of Azir, whose powerful legs carry them effortlessly upward, scaling the brick walls with ease. The fourth, Wind Dragon, rises with a the power of the wind.
They land softly atop the roof, each hero taking care to distribute their weight, toes brushing the surface with near-silent precision. The only sounds are the soft sigh of the wind and the distant creak of the ancient structure settling under its own weight. They pause, tense, scanning their surroundings, hoping their arrival has gone unnoticed in the night air.
Before them stretches a broad, aging rooftop, layered thick with autumn’s discarded leaves and nature’s creeping reclamation. Twigs, scraps of faded tar paper, and drifts of brittle debris shift and scatter under the faintest touch. Yet one spot stands in stark contrast: a rectangular area near the central roof entrance has been meticulously cleared.
In that barren patch gleams a sharp, modern antenna array, its polished metal surfaces reflecting the dim moonlight. The array bristles with equipment—narrow parabolic dishes, dense bundles of signal cables, a pair of reinforced transmission spires—its clean, technological precision completely at odds with the surrounding decay.
Three visible stairwell exits punctuate the rooftop, one at each end and the one in the middle adjacent to the antenna
Faint traces of boot prints, too recent to ignore, mark the cleared area. The antenna is no afterthought; it was installed carefully, with purpose.
Actions?
Rolls
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Eclipse
Eclipse heads over to the antenna, trying to make as little noise as possible.
Stealth (8-): [_3d6]=(5+3+3)=11
Once there he examines the antenna, trying to determine more about what they might be used for.
(e.g. microwave line-of-sight, satellite, RF, etc.)
Eclipse heads over to the antenna, trying to make as little noise as possible.
Stealth (8-): [_3d6]=(5+3+3)=11
Once there he examines the antenna, trying to determine more about what they might be used for.
(e.g. microwave line-of-sight, satellite, RF, etc.)
Re: UE Issue #6: Infernal Convergence
Azir
Azir will check the doors while Eclipse checks the central area.
Azir will check the doors while Eclipse checks the central area.
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Warlock
The ride was quick and easy, with the sudden acceleration and deceleration a new experience to Warlock. Even though he was accustomed to flying through the air via his spells, jumping was quite a different beast. He cocked his head to the side a bit once his feet hit the roof grounds, settling into the feeling and looking around. Then he spotted the antenna arrays.
"... This is ... interesting...", he whispered.
There was far too much technology here for this to be related to DEMON in any particular way, or at least so he told himself. It was certainly possible that they would have taken on the skills and know-how of modern technological communications for their benefit, after all, it was just far too available and easy to acquire. Would they, though? Still, the whole thought sad oddly in Warlock's mind. That was not DEMON's usual M.O. Perhaps there was something new for him to learn here.
"This may not be DEMON", he quietly added.
He wondered how he could contribute in this situation, his expertise being more sorcerous than electronic, as he watched Azir and Eclipse do their thing. He was still concerned that any possible wards would give his location away, but a bit less now, seeing all the equipment on the roof. Clearly some sort of information was being exchanged here. This was not typical for an abandoned factory.
Not wanting to reveal his position to a broader audience, he refrained from casting any spells. Instead, he approached the central cluster of antennas and dishes with a cautious step, following Eclipse's lead.
Stealth Roll: 13- [_3d6]=(4+3+3)=10
The ride was quick and easy, with the sudden acceleration and deceleration a new experience to Warlock. Even though he was accustomed to flying through the air via his spells, jumping was quite a different beast. He cocked his head to the side a bit once his feet hit the roof grounds, settling into the feeling and looking around. Then he spotted the antenna arrays.
"... This is ... interesting...", he whispered.
There was far too much technology here for this to be related to DEMON in any particular way, or at least so he told himself. It was certainly possible that they would have taken on the skills and know-how of modern technological communications for their benefit, after all, it was just far too available and easy to acquire. Would they, though? Still, the whole thought sad oddly in Warlock's mind. That was not DEMON's usual M.O. Perhaps there was something new for him to learn here.
"This may not be DEMON", he quietly added.
He wondered how he could contribute in this situation, his expertise being more sorcerous than electronic, as he watched Azir and Eclipse do their thing. He was still concerned that any possible wards would give his location away, but a bit less now, seeing all the equipment on the roof. Clearly some sort of information was being exchanged here. This was not typical for an abandoned factory.
Not wanting to reveal his position to a broader audience, he refrained from casting any spells. Instead, he approached the central cluster of antennas and dishes with a cautious step, following Eclipse's lead.
Stealth Roll: 13- [_3d6]=(4+3+3)=10