EVENT: HERE THERE BE MONSTERS

[initiatesnpc]

Date & Time: October 24 - October 31
Location: Throughout Exsilium
Characters: ALL; tag yourselves in
Summary: The Transports return from their mission to find the island crawling with monsters.
Warnings: Violence, possibly injuries (notify a mod if there's cause to add a particular warning!)

The Transports return from their mission to Medieval Russia, but the Initiative Hold is eerily deserted. Normally, their would be a number of Initiative personnel prepared to meet the Transports at the end of their mission for debriefing.

Instead, there is only silence.

That is, until a distant thumping sound can be heard. It is growing closer, and suddenly the beast is bursting into the room. It lets out a roar and charges. Within minutes, it is easily defeated, but damage has already been done -- it collided with the Transporter machine, which is now making a low fizzling sound and lets off a couple sparks. The commotion is enough to draw the attention of the few remaining Initiative personnel who still inhabit the Hold, who arrive immediately afterwards. They are able to tell the Transports two things: that the machine is broken and currently unable to sent anyone back in time, and that the island has been overrun with aggressive, mutated beasts sent by the United Earth. They have been under siege for months, with the island's population reduced to a mere fraction of what it had once been.

Comments

[northrend]

[That answer doesn't seem to comfort him. The Lich King squares his shoulders a bit.]

As much as I would love to freely hand out such gifts of power, you of course understand why I would need a bit more insurance than word alone.

[His jaw shifts a bit.]

The black brood and I have not had pleasant dealings in the past, perhaps you would then understand my reluctance.

[...not him directly, but he hadn't forgotten Prestor's meddling amongst his family long ago.]

[onblackwings]

[ Her eyes narrow, but she tamps down on the anger before it can turn into rage. Turned down. Her? Nevermind that it isn't precisely refusal, but she's the one here that should be demanding insurances. She's the one that should be being eagerly sought after. ]

Then you'll of course understand that I have no choice but to decline, and further that you and I are not friends. [ Her voice has dropped a few decibles lower in her annoyance, and both wings flare out. ] Breathe a word of challenge to me, and I won't hesitate to rip you apart.

[ And she's pretty much determined to have the last word here, so she flings herself into the air immediately afterward, retreating to go and find something with a smaller army of dead things to tear apart. ]