RPM:11 Assault at Morcency's Home

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Starring: 🏹 Ehsan, 🐺 Ildefons, 🐘 One-Tusk, 💃 Milady Rosalie
Guest Starring: Old Man Morency, Boner, Fern Kercado
Challenge: Rhinoceros Wildblood of Burden and Rider; Fire; Motley Crew of Hired Snipers; Aggressive Fire Magic at Work
Location: Morency's Home
Date Played: 17 May 2017

Prologue

The room is cramped and dank, lit by a single lantern, and everyone is gathered around a solitary sitting figure. “I know that these changes to the plan are last minute, but they allow us to take out a powerful ally of the Royal Pride while still being able to set our target free…”
The door to the room slams open and a hulking Wildblood rages, “How dare you! I just got word that our rider and one of our Sorcier have been sent on a fool’s errand. You have crossed me for the last time. You, are going back to Condrol. Immediately.”
The seated man drums the two fingers, his only two fingers on that hand, on the table. “I got different plans Tawaporah.” A gun shot cries out and Tawaporah’s body slumps to the floor, a pool of blood forming around his head.

Highlights from Combat

🐘 One-Tusk

Everything goes wrong. I can only assume we were trailed here- someone's in the loop on the investigation, and given the small number of people in that loop, it shouldn't be too hard to find the leak. Or maybe there isn't a leak- maybe someone just knows to keep a tail on us. I wouldn't know how to spot them if there was. I don't fucking know, at this point.

Worse, they come in numbers and get the drop on us. It's a shitfight. We're surrounded, and Morncey's killing field makes retreat a dicey proposition. I "build" us a back exit, and then start worrying about the wildblooded rhino-of-war. A creature like that is hard to control, and I hope that if we can break their heavy cavalry, it'll break their morale (a strategy that's worked well against the sorcier in the past, and doubly so when they used enslaved wildbloods who were ready to turn against their masters for the cause).

It's been a long time since I've tried to run a battlefield operation, and… it doesn't go well. The last thing I remember is getting gored by the rhino. After that… blackness.