The 63rd Legion’s raid
Date: 2026-06-08 12:01
At Mon Jun 08 2026, in a shop in Bayview
Mission: Obtain Antique Nautical Compass and bring it back to the extraction point.
The Back Room of the Tidal Curios Boutique
It is morning, about 70F(21C) degrees, and there are a few wispy white clouds in the sky. The mist is heaviest At Plymouth and Blackstone
Elaine charges toward shelf.
Elaine gets into cover behind the shelf.
Maeve charges toward shelf.
Elaine is ducked behind a shelf, watching the legion with mild amusement.
“Oh, bother,” Maeve says in a very mediocre Eeyore impression as she jogs along toward the shelf.
Maeve charges toward shelf.
Maeve gets into cover behind the shelf.
Lieutenant Wyla parts his waterlogged lips and exhales a slow, creeping breath , a tide of supernatural murk rolls outward from him, swallowing the shelves and walls of Tidal Curios in a clinging, lightless fog that makes shelf and their allies stagger as the room begins to warp and shift around them.
The murk settles like silt into the eyes and minds of shelf and their nearby allies , distances collapse and stretch without reason, and they cannot trust the space between their own hands and the world in front of him.
Lieutenant Wyla raises the Antique Nautical Compass above his head, his too-long fingers curling around it as the needle spins wildly and the floorboards beneath shelf begin to weep dark, freezing water that rises with terrible, deliberate purpose.
Elaine charges toward display.
A crashing torrent of ink-black water erupts from the floor and slams into Maeve, dragging her into a waking nightmare of the lightless deep , her feet are rooted to the ground and the crushing, supernatural cold of fathoms of dark water bleeds the strength from her limbs as Lieutenant Wyla watches without blinking.
Elaine charges toward display.
Lieutenant Wyla parts his waterlogged lips and exhales a slow, creeping breath , a tide of supernatural murk rolls outward from him, swallowing the shelves and walls of Tidal Curios in a clinging, lightless fog that makes Maeve and her allies stagger as the room begins to warp and shift around them.
Maeve murmurs, of the lieutenant, “He needs a brush.”
Elaine makes her way toward the display, laughing quietly at Maeve’s murmur.
“An absolute taint of a man, truly,” Maeve grumbles, nearly to the display herself, limping along.
Elaine charges toward display.
Elaine gets into cover behind the display.
The murk settles like silt into the eyes and minds of Maeve and her nearby allies , distances collapse and stretch without reason, and she cannot trust the space between her own hands and the world in front of him.
Maeve charges toward display.
Maeve gets into cover behind the display.
Maeve says “Sir, can I offer you a hearty ‘fuck yourself’?“
Elaine makes a supernatural leap to shelf.
Elaine charges toward shelf.
Elaine gets into cover behind the shelf.
Lieutenant Wyla raises the Antique Nautical Compass above his head, his too-long fingers curling around it as the needle spins wildly and the floorboards beneath an Olympian Enforcer begin to weep dark, freezing water that rises with terrible, deliberate purpose.
Elaine charges toward a soldier of the 63rd.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Maeve which misses her.
A crashing torrent of ink-black water erupts from the floor and slams into Maeve, dragging her into a waking nightmare of the lightless deep , her feet are rooted to the ground and the crushing, supernatural cold of fathoms of dark water bleeds the strength from her limbs as Lieutenant Wyla watches without blinking.
Elaine charges toward a soldier of the 63rd.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Maeve which misses her.
Elaine throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it misses him.
Maeve flings a blade straight at a soldier of the 63rd and it completely misses him.
Elaine charges toward a soldier of the 63rd.
The 63rd Legion Telekinetic fires off a quick blast at Elaine which misses her.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Elaine which misses her.
Lieutenant Wyla parts his waterlogged lips and exhales a slow, creeping breath , a tide of supernatural murk rolls outward from him, swallowing the shelves and walls of Tidal Curios in a clinging, lightless fog that makes Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion and his allies stagger as the room begins to warp and shift around them.
Maeve charges toward counter.
Elaine charges toward display.
The murk settles like silt into the eyes and minds of Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion and his nearby allies , distances collapse and stretch without reason, and he cannot trust the space between his own hands and the world in front of him.
Maeve charges toward counter.
Maeve gets into cover behind the counter.
Elaine charges toward display.
Elaine gets into cover behind the display.
Lieutenant Wyla raises the Antique Nautical Compass above his head, his too-long fingers curling around it as the needle spins wildly and the floorboards beneath an Olympian Enforcer begin to weep dark, freezing water that rises with terrible, deliberate purpose.
Maeve charges toward Lieutenant Wyla.
Elaine makes a supernatural leap to The 63rd Legion Telekinetic.
Elaine throws a small knife end over end at The 63rd Legion Telekinetic, it completely misses him.
Maeve flings a blade straight at a soldier of the 63rd and it completely misses him.
A crashing torrent of ink-black water erupts from the floor and slams into an Olympian Enforcer, dragging him into a waking nightmare of the lightless deep , his feet are rooted to the ground and the crushing, supernatural cold of fathoms of dark water bleeds the strength from his limbs as Lieutenant Wyla watches without blinking.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion has Antique Nautical Compass.
Maeve charges toward a soldier of the 63rd.
Maeve gets into cover behind the table.
“We do hate telekinetics…” Maeve says as she gets into position for a stab.
The 63rd Legion Telekinetic’s wounds seem to be bleeding a bit more freely all of a sudden.
Maeve pivots and tries to, with all her strengtth, plant her blade into The 63rd Legion Telekinetic, in a move that impacts against his armor.
A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Maeve, it is parried by her bat winged dagger.
The 63rd Legion Telekinetic is forced to retreat.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Elaine charges toward table.
Maeve jabs out at Lieutenant Wyla with her blade, and it is parried by him.
Lieutenant Wyla raises the Antique Nautical Compass above his head, his too-long fingers curling around it as the needle spins wildly and the floorboards beneath Maeve begin to weep dark, freezing water that rises with terrible, deliberate purpose.
Lieutenant Wyla is forced to retreat.
Elaine charges toward table.
Elaine gets into cover behind the table.
“Hello, lovely,” Maeve says, eyes on the northeastern extraction point, the nearest.
Ducking behind the table, Elaine inclines her head to Maeve. “Very well done obtaining the objective.”
Elaine throws a small knife end over end at The 63rd Legion Telekinetic, it sparks off the ground near his feet.
“I’ve done many of these, happy, as an arcanist, to hide behind your men. Even if it’s odd the Demi biker gang has angelic fighters.” Maeve shrugs.
Maeve flings a blade straight at The 63rd Legion Telekinetic and it sparks off the ground near his feet.
Elaine says “It is both. Demigods, and Angelborn.“
Elaine throws a small knife end over end at The 63rd Legion Telekinetic, it sparks off the ground near his feet.
The 63rd Legion Telekinetic’s wounds seem to be bleeding a bit more freely all of a sudden.
Maeve reels back and whips a blade straight for The 63rd Legion Telekinetic, which strikes his armor with bruising force.
The 63rd Legion Telekinetic is forced to retreat.
The 63rd Legion Grenadier is forced to retreat.
Maeve makes a faint ‘ah’ sound.
Elaine checks her watch.
Maeve steals the angels.
Elaine surveys Maeve as she remains behind the table. “I do not know you, I do not believe. It seems, however, that our enemy is suppressed, do you agree?”
“Maeve Pierce, of the Conclave,” Maeve offers, another glance, then she nods, vaulting the table.
Sighing, Elaine follows after. “Then, I mean nothing personal by this.”
Elaine charges toward Maeve.
Elaine circles Maeve slowly.
Elaine’s eyes suddenly look bloodshot.
Elaine makes a supernatural leap to Maeve.
Elaine throws a small knife end over end at Maeve, it completely misses her.
Elaine charges toward Maeve.
Elaine’s wounds seem to be bleeding a bit more freely all of a sudden.
Maeve pivots and tries to, with all her strengtth, plant her blade into Elaine, in a move that is parried by her shamshir with a curved blade.
Elaine steps in, blade arcing smoothly toward Maeve with a slash that is parried by her bat winged dagger.
Elaine charges toward Maeve.
Elaine’s weapons start to glimmer with flame.
Maeve jabs out at Elaine with her blade, and it is parried by her shamshir with a curved blade.
Maeve wards Maeve.
Elaine shifts, momentum bringing her blade through a brutal cut at Maeve that is parried by her bat winged dagger.
“You’re the worst of my cousins, and I’m related to Bekki,” Maeve says, trying to drive the blade into her.
Elaine engages Maeve with a flurry of slashes, squinting when she is blinded but nonetheless continuing. “You must understand that I cannot, in good faith, allow the Conclave to obtain this compass, if I can avoid it. I mean no personal slight, I can assure you. I’m sure you are wonderful. And after, I would gladly buy you coffee.”
Elaine says “But now…“
Maeve pivots and tries to, with all her strengtth, plant her blade into Elaine, in a move that is parried by her shamshir with a curved blade.
Elaine’s wounds seem to be bleeding a bit more freely all of a sudden.
Elaine swings her weapon at Maeve, it is parried by her bat winged dagger.
an Olympian Enforcer is forced to retreat.
Maeve pivots and tries to, with all her strengtth, plant her blade into Elaine, in a move that is parried by her shamshir with a curved blade.
Elaine steps in, blade arcing smoothly toward Maeve with a slash that is parried by her bat winged dagger.
Elaine’s weapons start to glimmer with flame.
“Sorry to hear that,” Maeve says, lightly.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Elaine shifts, momentum bringing her blade through a brutal cut at Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion that severely wounds his left leg.
Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion is forced to retreat.
Maeve jabs out at Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion with her blade, and it is parried by him.
Elaine says “That, was rather unfortunate.“
Elaine swings her weapon at Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion, it impacts against his armor.
Elaine swings her weapon at Maeve, it is parried by her bat winged dagger.
Maeve jabs out at Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion with her blade, and it impacts against his armor.
an Olympian Enforcer is forced to retreat.
Elaine steps in, blade arcing smoothly toward Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion with a slash that impacts against his armor.
Maeve pivots and tries to, with all her strengtth, plant her blade into Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion, in a move that severely wounds his right shoulder.
Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion is forced to retreat.
Maeve says “I think you are keeping us from extracting, but that is your choice.“
Elaine says “It is, yes.“
Elaine’s weapons start to glimmer with flame.
Elaine charges toward Maeve.
Maeve says “Mind the Hells soldiers, darlng.“
“It does shame me.” Elaine admits as she follows after Maeve. “That I must be opposed to a kin. How did you end in the Conclave?”
Elaine shifts, momentum bringing her blade through a brutal cut at Maeve that ineffectually wounds her chest.
Maeve flings a blade straight at The 63rd Legion Telekinetic and it strikes his armor with bruising force.
The 63rd Legion Telekinetic is forced to retreat.
The 63rd Legion Grenadier is forced to retreat.
Elaine charges toward Maeve.
Elaine swings her weapon at Maeve, it ineffectually wounds her left leg.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
an Olympian Enforcer is forced to retreat.
Elaine’s weapons start to glimmer with flame.
Elaine charges toward Maeve.
Elaine shifts, momentum bringing her blade through a brutal cut at Maeve that ineffectually wounds her left arm.
Elaine swings her weapon at Sons of Olympia Angelic Champion, it strikes his armor with bruising force.
Maeve and Elaine have successfully got away with Antique Nautical Compass.