The 63rd Legion’s raid
Date: 2026-07-14 22:01
At Tue Jul 14 2026, in alleys of All Saints
Mission: Obtain Iron Ward Medallion and bring it back to the extraction point.
The Crooked Laneway Behind St. Brendan’s
It is night, about 75F(23C) degrees, and the sky is covered by dark grey stormclouds. It’s raining. The mist is heaviest At High and Washington/span>
There is a waxing crescent moon.
Elaine makes a supernatural leap to dumpster.
Elaine gets into cover behind the dumpster.
Lieutenant Molten tilts his cracked iron mask downward and exhales slow , a thick, greasy cloud of acrid smoke rolling out from behind it, curling low across the cobblestones toward Maeve and the others like something long dead finally breathing again.
Maeve charges toward doorway.
The offering smoke swallows dumpster whole, the supernatural haze warping light and depth until every shadow looks like Lieutenant Molten and every distance becomes a lie.
Maeve charges toward doorway.
Elaine says “This way.“
Maeve charges toward doorway.
Maeve gets into cover behind the doorway.
Maeve says “I’m gonna go sit at the dooooooor.“
Elaine says “Ah. Very well.“
Elaine says “It likely smells better.“
Maeve says “That way we don’t both get fuckin’ blinded for days.“
Maeve grumbles quietly.
Lieutenant Molten tilts his cracked iron mask downward and exhales slow , a thick, greasy cloud of acrid smoke rolling out from behind it, curling low across the cobblestones toward doorway and the others like something long dead finally breathing again.
Someone continues gathering power.
The offering smoke swallows doorway whole, the supernatural haze warping light and depth until every shadow looks like Lieutenant Molten and every distance becomes a lie.
“Stop blinding me, you cockbox,” Maeve yells, leaning out of her cover to do so.
Elaine charges toward dumpster.
Elaine gets into cover behind the dumpster.
Maeve says “Fuck it.“
Lieutenant Molten tilts his cracked iron mask downward and exhales slow , a thick, greasy cloud of acrid smoke rolling out from behind it, curling low across the cobblestones toward Maeve and the others like something long dead finally breathing again.
Elaine says “That is never good to hear.“
Maeve says “Coming to you, dear.“
Someone continues gathering power.
Maeve charges toward dumpster.
Maeve gets into cover behind the dumpster.
The offering smoke swallows a Hollow Conclave Thornbearer whole, the supernatural haze warping light and depth until every shadow looks like Lieutenant Molten and every distance becomes a lie.
Elaine says “Excellent. “
Elaine says “That makes things easy.“
Lieutenant Molten’s wounds seem to be bleeding a bit more freely all of a sudden.
Elaine waves her hands encouragingly at the reinforcements.
Lieutenant Molten tilts his cracked iron mask downward and exhales slow , a thick, greasy cloud of acrid smoke rolling out from behind it, curling low across the cobblestones toward a Hollow Conclave Thornbearer and the others like something long dead finally breathing again.
Someone continues gathering power.
Maeve runs towards the objective.
A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Maeve which sparks off the ground near her feet.
Someone continues gathering power.
Elaine continues working on the safe./span>The offering smoke swallows a Hollow Conclave Thornbearer whole, the supernatural haze warping light and depth until every shadow looks like Lieutenant Molten and every distance becomes a lie.
Elaine continues working on the safe./span>Elaine continues working on the safe./span>Elaine continues working on the safe./span>a Hollow Conclave Thornbearer is forced to retreat.
Elaine continues working on the safe./span>Maeve asks, lightly, tossing knives for her own amusement.
“I hate safes…” Elaine mumbles as she fiddles with the lock.
“With the rust on it, you might only barely be older than it,” Maeve remarks, leaning against the safe, between Elaine and the enemies.
Elaine flashes a look up at Maeve, half annoyed and half amused. “I’ll have you know I could have been its locksmith’s mother, more than likely.”
The 63rd Legion Telekinetic is forced to retreat.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Elaine continues working on the safe./span>Elaine continues working on the safe./span>Lieutenant Molten is forced to retreat.
Elaine continues working on the safe./span>How long?“
Elaine says “I’m not sure… almost? Not long.“
Cracks open the safe.
Elaine says “Ah! “
Elaine says “Got it. Station them at the fire escape?“
Elaine has Iron Ward Medallion./span>“You go where you want, I’ll sit at the extract,” Maeve says, whistling at the nearest thornbearer.
Elaine charges toward dumpster.
Elaine gets into cover behind the dumpster.
Maeve flings a blade straight at The 63rd Legion Grenadier and it completely misses him.
The 63rd Legion Grenadier starts to slouch.
Maeve flings a blade straight at a soldier of the 63rd and it misses him.
The 63rd Legion Grenadier is forced to retreat.
Maeve reels back and whips a blade straight for a soldier of the 63rd, which strikes his armor with bruising force.
a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.
Maeve says “Marco… “
Elaine says, sounding confused, “Who?“
Maeve snuggles into her crew.
Maeve says “Cousin, how long until extract, if you were paying attention?“
Elaine says “Ah. Not long. Only a few minutes. I can see the team from my point.“
Maeve says “When I ask things, things happen.“
Elaine says “Two incoming. They’re far off though.“
a Hollow Conclave Thornbearer is forced to retreat.
Elaine says “And… not coming at me?“
Maeve and Elaine have successfully got away with Iron Ward Medallion.