The 63rd Legion’s raid
Date: 2025-10-17 04:01
At Fri Oct 17 2025, in a factory in Northview Park
Mission: Obtain briefcase and bring it back to the extraction point.
in a factory in Northview Park
It is night, about 46F(7C) degrees, and the sky is covered by dark grey stormclouds. The mist is heaviest At Mayflower and Blackstone
There is a waning crescent moon.
You spot Evalina fiddling with her smartwatch, you get the sense she might be calling for help.
Evalina charges toward machinery.
Evalina gets into cover behind the machinery.
Tenzin charges toward machinery.
Tamar charges toward machinery.
Tamar gets into cover behind the machinery.
Evalina says “We’re going to need to attack very aggressively to take that item, won’t we…“
Tenzin starts to move a bit slower.
Tenzin charges toward machinery.
Tenzin gets into cover behind the machinery.
Tamar slides in behind the machines, leaning out to see what there is to see on the field. And apparently she finds a briefcase!
You spot Evalina fiddling with her smartwatch, you get the sense she might be calling for help.
Tenzin affords Tamar and Evalina a slight nod of his head, and he simply goes on standby for now.
Tamar picks up the briefcase, looking to Tenzin and Evalina and offering a small nod of her head in return.
Evalina sighs as the 63rd seems to be engaged elsewhere, then uses one piece of machinery for a seat, gesturing to an immaculate man wielding a rifle, “Lay out my lunch for me, will you?” She instructs, apparently having decided on different priorities.
You spot Evalina fiddling with her smartwatch, you get the sense she might be calling for help.
Tenzin sits like he might join the picnic, opting to meditate for the timebeing until something might show up.
Tamar gives Evalina a curious look as she commands that her lunch be laid out, the girl tilting her head to one side. Then she spots a soldier of the 63rd and her attention shifts, waiting for him to move closer.
Something does. Tenzin opens his eyes and looks at the lone soldier who’d gotten lost like they did. He takes one look at his raidmates and doesn’t bother moving, assuming they may be more bloodthirsty than he.
“Hi Navess, how nice of you to join us. We’re having a picnic.” Evalina informs her, seated on a piece of machinery, one of her bodyguards fiddling with food items. She notices something in Tamar’s stance, and glances aside. “Oh. One of them.” Beat. “…Cute.”
Navessa makes her way over to the gathered trio, axes in hand- pointing at the sole soldier. “Seems the 63rd has given up on actually trying in raids, huh?”
A soldier of the 63rd is buffeted by a sudden gust of wind.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it sparks off the ground near his feet.
Navessa throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it completely misses him.
Evalina blinks, the well-off lady seeming quite surprised, “Raid?” She wonders of Navessa, “Did you not see the calendar? This is our picnic event.” She picks up her bow and lets loose a lazy arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, “Please don’t interrupt it!”
Evalina draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it sparks off the ground near his feet.
Navessa throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it sparks off the ground near his feet.
Evalina takes her time to aim, focusing, letting the world fade as she becomes one with her bow, then a powerful shot rips through the sky, straight at a soldier of the 63rd. misses him.
Navessa throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it impacts against his armor.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it impacts against his armor.
Evalina swings her sword in a fanciful pattern, directed at a soldier of the 63rd, yet clearly an artistic move meant to distract him opposed to doing any serious harm. strikes his armor with bruising force.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Tamar, it is parried by her backsword.
Navessa throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it completely misses him.
“Ah, yes,” Navessa says as she throws an axe at the soldier as he nears. “The grand picnic event by the machinery in the alley. How could I have forgotten.” There is a gesture toward the extraction point. “Why not over there? The view is so much better.”
Ekaterina fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which completely misses him.
Tenzin hooks a soldier of the 63rd’s leg with his own, attempting to tow him off balance with a 24shove to the chest that severely wounds his left leg.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Tenzin resumes meditating.
Ekaterina charges toward Tenzin.
“Somehow less violent than the charity meal.” Evalina quips with an amused smirk, putting her weapons back down, “Let’s enjoy the food and company.”
Finally arriving, Ekaterina fires a shot at the soldier of the sixty-third, misses and makes her way further in. “Sorry I am late, the mist did not wish me to arrive.”
“Hello Director,” Tamar offers towards Ekaterina, keeping half an eye off to the west.
Celestine wards machinery.
Navessa glances toward Ekaterina and shrugs. “You could have waited another twenty minutes and we’d still be… right here.” She glances to Evalina. “Yes, I heard something about a brawl at a meal.”
Tenzin opens his eyes briefly, nodding gently to Ekaterina. “Director. It seems there is a Fae playing tricks on all of us. We have been transported to Redstone.”
Navessa gets into cover behind the machinery.
Rsummon Celestine kneels, muttering quietly to a 27b28o29n29e 29c29h28a27rm wound around her neck… 89s31il95ve89r 31ey95e89s 95se95em89in95g31 t89o 95gl89ow beneath her half-lidded daze.
Celestine charges toward machinery.
Celestine gets into cover behind the machinery.
Ekaterina nods. “Da. I suspect so.” she responds to Navessa.
Ekaterina charges toward Tenzin.
Ekaterina gets into cover behind the machinery.
Evalina nods towards Navessa, “Made me regret not going, it did. From what my connections told me, it was a great view.” She suggests with a roll of her shoulders. “At least today we all can enjoy some peace and quiet, though the stragglers do irritate.”
Tenzin continues to sit cross-legged, waiting to hear an extraction timer that he does not hear.
“Incoming,” Tamar/i says quietly.
Riding in on her glossy white stallion, Celestine smacks its haunches as she nears the machinery… causing the creature to buck and throw her off its saddle. The horse gallops off, and Celestine Ragdolls into cover… impacting the ground with an audible ‘Huff!’ that spills past her nostrils. Her left leg is bent entirely the wrong way, but she drags herself prone. Setting her rifle on its bipod, and taking aim down the scope.
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
“The owl is kind of cute.. I want the owl…” Evalina murmurs, glancing at a wraithlike B04ar05n11 Owl w05it04h ragged feathers, then letting out a sigh. “Bit overkill for you guys to show up,” She gently scolds a Hollow Conclave Thornbearer, “Don’t you have forbidden things to summon?”
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
Navessa throws a small knife end over end at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it completely misses him.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer is buffeted by a sudden gust of wind.
Evalina casually looses an arrow at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer without any real strength or aim behind it, already planning her next move. misses him.
Ekaterina fires off a shot at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer which misses him.
“Orion is non for sale.” Celestine insists to Ekaterina, shaking her head curtly. She lowers an eye to her scope, training it upon the distant foes.
Celestine slides a devastating round into the chamber of her 19r01if01le, aligning the c24r60o96s96s96h96a60i24rs with The 63rd Legion Haemomancer. The trigger breaks with a clean 96′96C02R08A14C20K21!’ – which misses him.
“Seems the way of these things lately. We call out everyone,” Navessa says as she finds a comfortable spot against the machinery, “and they send the men they hate most out to be picked off one by one.”
Celestine reloads her rifle with a cock of the… yeah. That thing. Celestine is a gun person.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it sparks off the ground near his feet.
Evalina nods slowly, “I mean, I am having fun with it for now, but it’s a bad sign. The Legion does nothing by accident. They’re probably up to something.”
Grimacing, Celestine pulls a tarp from her bag and flings it over herself. Lowering a head to gaze through the scope as rain batters her from above.
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
Celestine fires off a shot at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer which misses him.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it impacts against his armor.
Ekaterina fires off a shot at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer which impacts against his armor.
Evalina takes her time to aim, focusing, letting the world fade as she becomes one with her bow, then a powerful shot rips through the sky, straight at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer. severely wounds his left leg.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer is forced to retreat.
Navessa throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it sparks off the ground near his feet.
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it sparks off the ground near his feet.
Ekaterina fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which sparks off the ground near his feet.
Navessa throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it sparks off the ground near his feet.
Evalina casually looses an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd without any real strength or aim behind it, already planning her next move. misses him.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
Celestine slides a devastating round into the chamber of her 19r01if01le, aligning the c24r60o96s96s96h96a60i24rs with The Hollow Conclave Haemomancer. The trigger breaks with a clean 96′96C02R08A14C20K21!’ – which misses him.
“Is still preferable to the swarming that would take us all out, da.” Ekaterina comments, feeding another line through her rifle as she adjusts it for an easier sit against her shoulder.
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
Celestine fires off a shot at The Hollow Conclave Haemomancer which misses him.
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
Celestine slides a devastating round into the chamber of her 19r01if01le, aligning the c24r60o96s96s96h96a60i24rs with The Hollow Conclave Haemomancer. The trigger breaks with a clean 96′96C02R08A14C20K21!’ – which misses him.
Evalina blinks to Celestine, “Uhm, some problem with the Conclave?”
Tenzin just ohhhmmmmmmms.
“What?” Celestine asks, glancing up from her rifle. “Oh.” She blinks. “The legion has haemomancers too.” Celestine shrugs. “Free target practice?” She jokes.
Celestine lowers her rifle, disregarding the fact that she has been trying to kill a friendly.
“It happens sometimes,” Navessa says with a small shrug. “We’ve all done it, let’s be honest.”
“Conclave are allied against the Legion.” Ekaterina reminds Celestine.
Conversationally, she picks up on a topical point from earlier, asking Tenzin, “I hear there was a food fight at the meal after I left. I assume Malin caused it?”
“…Right….” Evalina remarks at it, giving Celestine a strange look, then turning her attention to Ekaterina, “I actually prefer if they’re coming out in force. It means we know where their resources are going. Now we don’t. Who knows what they’re up to now…”
“Sometimes shots go wide.” Ekaterina agrees with Navessa. “I had my rifle on autofire just last week and a shot went wide. Is a little funny that the Conclave are the ones who end up with it. I blame aesthetics.”
“Usually to kick in doors in Fairefield of late.” Ekaterina quips to Evalina. “But da. Is better to know.”
“Maybe I just hate all Haemomancers.” Celestine reasons, lifting her shoulders in a slight shrug. “It is like… racism. But for arcanists. Or having two football teams in the same town for everyone to fight over.”
Tenzin lazily opens his eyes, landing them on Ekaterina. “I did not see. I was busy losing my temper at the Farting One and beating him — something that has not happened for fifteen years,” he tells her.
Tamar keeps mostly to herself, glancing from one person to the next as they speak but not saying anything herself. Her expression is thoughtful as she protects the briefcase.
“I hit a Court soldier the other week accidentally,” Navessa nods to Ekaterina. “They move in my way at the last second. The problem with calling in so much backup sometimes. It’s not intentional, it happens.” She stretches, clasping hands behind her head and arching her back to stretch her shoulders and pop her back. “The 63rd will show their hand soon enough, but taking Fairefield was a pretty big play, I admit.”
Calling over to Tamar, Ekaterina raises a hand in greeting. “Morning. I will be at your study group later. I did not see you there. You are very quiet.”
Evalina blinks at Tenzin, then giggles behind her hand, trying to hide her amusement quite poorly, “Oh my, so it really is true-” She quietly tells herself, seeming to be having a grand time imagining it
Evalina takes her time to aim, focusing, letting the world fade as she becomes one with her bow, then a powerful shot rips through the sky, straight at a Hollow Conclave Thornbearer. sparks off the ground near his feet.
Tenzin merely glances at Evalina and goes back to closing his eyes, like such a thing were out of his control.
Tamar nods at Ekaterina, “It will be nice to see you there, Director.” The angelborn gives Ekaterina a quiet study for a few moments then shrugs her shoulders a little. “Sometimes I just do not know what to say.”
Evalina lets out an arrow – and it goes wide, she looks apologetic after, yelling out a, “Sorry! Not really paying attention.”
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
“So, anyone has any clue if there’s an extraction team coming?” Evalina wonders then
“They always come,” Navessa says, tapping her axe against her leg. “Even when it’s this… quiet.”
“He is going out of his way to annoy people of late.” Ekaterina agrees with Tenzin. “Karma comes around, though one would think after he decided on war with Miss Blake that he would pick his battles.”
“He was not being annoying. He was minding his own business and I decided to beat him,” Tenzin states distractedly to Ekaterina.
“I don’t know, it does feel like people are a bit too eager to attack him lately.” Evalina suggests with a shrug, “Though Amber and Kai have been enemies since they first met I think. Matter of time before they fight again.”
Ekaterina fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which misses him.
Evalina takes her time to aim, focusing, letting the world fade as she becomes one with her bow, then a powerful shot rips through the sky, straight at a soldier of the 63rd. completely misses him.
Celestine slides a devastating round into the chamber of her 19r01if01le, aligning the c24r60o96s96s96h96a60i24rs with a soldier of the 63rd. The trigger breaks with a clean 96′96C02R08A14C20K21!’ – which misses him.
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it impacts against his armor.
Ekaterina fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which impacts against his armor.
Evalina casually looses an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd without any real strength or aim behind it, already planning her next move. strikes his armor with bruising force.
Celestine fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which strikes his armor with bruising force.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
nods to Tenzin. “I see. Maybe you are stressed. May I suggest a punching bag rather than Mister Ashford’s face next time.”
There’s a struggle to hide the twitching smile as Ekaterina lines up another shot.
“I don’t volunteer for that role, just to be clear.” Evalina interjects, still looking quite amused
Navessa yawns and finds a spot to sit that isn’t too damp, listening to the chatter while scrolling on her phone.
Tamar lowers her crossbow again, and settles into a comfortable stillness to wait this out.
“Did you manage to volunteer yourself, Mademoiselle?” Celestine asks, glancing back to Navessa. “Monsieur Mercer was saying something over comms about there only being one applicant. I would not want for you to be left out.”
Habitually looking at the readout on the side of her rifle, Ekaterina lets a bark of a laugh escape her lips at Evalina’s comment. “Is likely for the best. I hear that Buddhist monks hit quite hard.”
With nothing to hit however, she turns her attention to a more pressing matter in the middle of a situation that -should- be combat, asking Navessa, “I think maybe I have missed your name. i have seen you before. I am Ekaterina Perunova.”
“I did,” Navessa says to Celestine looking up from her phone. “And I verified with him, as well. Perhaps he meant only one beside yourself?” She gives a shrug, but looks over to Ekaterina. “Navessa Steel,” she offers to the woman with a tilt of her head.
Tenzin rises to his feet with a sigh and moves to the extraction point early.
Tamar watches at Tenzin moves off, leaning over to pick up the briefcase but then pausing and looking around at the others. “Is it time already?” the angelborn asks, seeking some sort of instruction or confirmation.
“I will message him to confirm this.” Celestine says aside to Navessa, remaining prone beneath the cover of her tarp. Wide, owlish eyes remain firmly trained upon the lens of her scope… which cautiously surveys the western battlefield. “He seemed to imply this morning that no one had applied. I suppose I should doubly confirm myself.”
Returning the head tilt, Ekaterina considers the lack of the Legion, suggesting, “Maybe the Legion are taking a day off and are in a convenient place all together and we can go in and butcher the lot of them.”
A glance over to Tenzin as he makes his way to extraction and she shrugs, but does not move, yet.
Celestine wards a wraithlike Barn Owl with ragged feathers.
Ekaterina fires off a shot at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer which sparks off the ground near his feet.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it misses him.
Evalina casually looses an arrow at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer without any real strength or aim behind it, already planning her next move. misses him.
Celestine slides a devastating round into the chamber of her 19r01if01le, aligning the c24r60o96s96s96h96a60i24rs with The 63rd Legion Haemomancer. The trigger breaks with a clean 96′96C02R08A14C20K21!’ – which sparks off the ground near his feet.
Ekaterina fires off a shot at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer which sparks off the ground near his feet.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it impacts against his armor.
Celestine fires off a shot at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer which completely misses him.
Ekaterina fires off a shot at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer which strikes his armor with bruising force.
“It would be curious,” Navessa says with mild amusement, “if he was hoping to… lose other applicants. Perhaps as a gift to you.” She gives a slight shrug, pushing to her feet. “I don’t know if it is time,” she says toward Tamar. “But waiting at extract does seem to lure more of them out-” a gesture toward the Haemomancer that did appear… that she seems happy to let others handle at the moment.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it severely wounds his right leg.
The 63rd Legion Haemomancer is forced to retreat.
Tenzin makes it here but sees no vehicles to pull them out of the fight yet. He folds his arms and yawns, sleepy-eyed.
Celestine wards machinery.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it misses him.
Ekaterina fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which misses him.
Tamar looks over at Navessa, catching her lower lip between her teeth. “Should I move then?”
Ekaterina charges toward Tenzin.
Evalina sighs, “Tamar should definitely head to extraction if you ask me. They’re late.”
“King has no reason to favor me, truly.” Celestine retorts evenly to Navessa, shaking her head softly. “We are broken up for about a month now. I hear that he is getting married to Mademoiselle Balinda, though.” The corner of Celestine’s lip quirks into a half-smile, as Celestine lowers her rifle upon its bipod. “I will cover you, Tamar.”
Looking at Tamar, Navessa lets out a breath. “Yes, come join us over at extract.”
Tamar makes a supernatural leap to Tenzin.
Evalina takes her time to aim, focusing, letting the world fade as she becomes one with her bow, then a powerful shot rips through the sky, straight at a soldier of the 63rd. sparks off the ground near his feet.
Celestine slides a devastating round into the chamber of her 19r01if01le, aligning the c24r60o96s96s96h96a60i24rs with a soldier of the 63rd. The trigger breaks with a clean 96′96C02R08A14C20K21!’ – which misses him.
Tenzin finds a spot to sit and wait silently.
Tamar nods her head quickly, looking much happier when someone actually makes a decision and that someone doesn’t have to be her. “Understood,” the calls, then takes a leap towards where the monk is, landing close to him.
Ekaterina fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which misses him.
A red dot appears on a soldier of the 63rd
Evalina takes her time to aim, focusing, letting the world fade as she becomes one with her bow, then a powerful shot rips through the sky, straight at a soldier of the 63rd. misses him.
Celestine wards machinery.
Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at a soldier of the 63rd, it impacts against his armor.
Celestine fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which strikes his armor with bruising force.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Ekaterina charges toward Tenzin.
There is a somewhat surprised look to Celestine and Navessa gives a somewhat sheepish shrug, “My apologies. I had assumed it was you that the chatter of upcoming nuptials was about. I don’t keep up terribly with who is with who and all that. Well, I will say, when talk of it all came up on comms originally, he did speak very strongly and flatteringly of you. Which is part of why I thought-” she gestures absently as she joins Tenzin and, ultimately, Tamar at extract to await their egress.
Celestine runs towards the extraction point.
Celestine, Tamar, Ekaterina, Evalina, Tenzin and Navessa have successfully got away with briefcase.