{"id":25592,"date":"2025-09-10T08:47:18","date_gmt":"2025-09-10T12:47:18","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2025-09-10T08:47:18","modified_gmt":"2025-09-10T12:47:18","slug":"log-987","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/havenrpg.net\/newsite\/2025\/09\/10\/log-987\/","title":{"rendered":"The 63rd Legion&#8217;s raid"},"content":{"rendered":"<style>\n    .edgt-post-text-inner p {\n        margin-bottom: 35px !important;\n    }\n    <\/style>\n<p><strong>Date:<\/strong> 2025-09-09 20:00<\/p>\n<hr>\n<p>At Tue Sep 09 2025, in a vault in Bayview<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#008080\">Mission: Obtain The Blackwater Ledger and bring it back to the extraction point.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>The Prohibition-Era Wine Cellar<br \/>It is <span style=\"color:#808080\">night<\/span>, about <span style=\"color:#00ffff\">62<\/span>F(<span style=\"color:#00ffff\">16<\/span>C) degrees, and there are clear skies.  The mist is heaviest <span style=\"color:#393e41\">A<span style=\"color:#393f45\">t<span style=\"color:#394048\"> <span style=\"color:#39414b\">H<span style=\"color:#38424e\">a<span style=\"color:#384351\">w<span style=\"color:#374454\">t<span style=\"color:#374558\">h<span style=\"color:#36465b\">o<span style=\"color:#35475e\">r<span style=\"color:#344961\">n<span style=\"color:#334a65\"> <span style=\"color:#324b68\">a<span style=\"color:#314c6b\">n<span style=\"color:#2f4d6e\">d<span style=\"color:#2d4e72\"> <span style=\"color:#2c4f75\">O<span style=\"color:#295179\">a<span style=\"color:#27527c\">k<span style=\"color:#24537f\">w<span style=\"color:#215483\">o<span style=\"color:#1d5586\">o<span style=\"color:#19578a\">d\/span>\/span<\/span<br \/>\nThere is a waning gibbous moon.  <\/p>\n<p>Lykaia starts to move a bit slower.<\/p>\n<p>Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek fires off a shot at Tamar which misses her.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Tamar which misses her.<\/p>\n<p>The 63rd Legion Haemomancer fires off a shot at Tamar which misses her.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar makes a supernatural leap to desk.<br \/>Tamar gets into cover behind the desk.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek, it completely misses him.<\/p>\n<p>Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek&#8217;s hollow eyes begin to glow with an eerie, predatory light as he fixes his ravenous stare directly upon desk.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar looks around, sighing softly. &#8220;Not good.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek&#8217;s cannibalistic hunger manifests as a disorienting aura that warps desk&#8217;s depth perception, making distances blur and shift unnaturally.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek, it completely misses him.<\/p>\n<p>Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek&#8217;s hollow eyes begin to glow with an eerie, predatory light as he fixes his ravenous stare directly upon desk.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek, it misses him.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh no&#8230;&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Tamar<\/span> yelps when Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek starts to rush her. <\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Navessa which misses her.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek&#8217;s cannibalistic hunger manifests as a disorienting aura that warps desk&#8217;s depth perception, making distances blur and shift unnaturally.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Sofia charges toward desk.<br \/>Ambrose moves protectively towards Tamar.<br \/>Navessa throws a small knife end over end at a soldier of the 63rd, it completely misses him.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which sparks off the ground near his feet.<\/p>\n<p>The 63rd Legion Grenadier throws a grenade at Ambrose.<\/p>\n<p>Navessa charges toward desk.<br \/>Ambrose is picked up by an invisible force..<\/p>\n<p>The 63rd Legion Grenadier fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which sparks off the ground near his feet.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which sparks off the ground near his feet.<\/p>\n<p>The 63rd Legion Haemomancer fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which sparks off the ground near his feet.<\/p>\n<p>Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek raises his clawed hands as ancient tattoos pulse with dark energy, drawing upon his wendigo curse to summon forth a wave of supernatural winter aimed at Sofia.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Sofia which misses her.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar draws and quickly fires an arrow at Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek, it completely misses him.<\/p>\n<p>Sofia charges toward desk.<br \/>Sofia gets into cover behind the desk.<\/p>\n<p>Preston charges toward desk.<br \/>Evalina charges toward desk.<br \/>Evalina gets into cover behind the desk.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">They are incoming.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Ambrose takes a number of shots immediately, staggering backward. &#8220;Trying.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>The 63rd Legion Grenadier fires off a shot at Navessa which misses her.<\/p>\n<p>Navessa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I hadn&#8217;t noticed.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Good, forgot my gun.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>You spot Evalina fiddling with her smartwatch, you get the sense she might be calling for help.<\/p>\n<p>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Get in here you big dumb idiots, let me hit you with a stick!<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Navessa charges toward desk.<br \/>Navessa gets into cover behind the desk.<\/p>\n<p>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Did you bring the Cannoli?<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias fires off a shot at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer which sparks off the ground near his feet.<\/p>\n<p>Eloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Oh they&#8217;re veryyy close<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias charges toward desk.<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Going desk.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> charges towards the desk, already things exploding around him. &#8220;Did I miss all the fun?&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> complains, trying to make his way into the fray. &#8220;Soifa,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> calls out, &#8220;I&#8217;ve probably got one you can borrow.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Never forget cannoli.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Lets get those summons out Eloa.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Tamar grips the handle of her sword, looking far less confident than Sofia about having to face down a Lieutant hand to hand. <\/p>\n<p>Preston quickly taps a button on his smart watch, in an attempt call for aid<\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">LET&#8217;S FUCKING GO.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance charges toward Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek.<br \/>Navessa gets herself behind the desk and drops down. &#8220;Sofia, I barely hear from you anymore. Do I need to start ordering more pizza?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">RAAAAAGH! <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance fires off a quick blast at Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek which misses him.<\/p>\n<p>The lieutenant first? <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Evalina<\/span> suggests(Encourage) <\/p>\n<p>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I&#8217;m dug in deep on a new restaurant! You&#8217;ll see soon!<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Navessa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I make business cards now!<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias bites his thumb and draws a symbol on his palm before dive bombing a bloodied seed towards one of the Haeomancers. <\/p>\n<p>Navessa gestures, axes and all, &#8220;Like, design em and everything.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Tamar looks around, relief washing over her face when the cavalry arrives en mass. <\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">FUCKING DIE!<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>&#8220;Four properties to work on, likewise. Number of drug prototypes out,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Ambrose<\/span> deigns, between shotgun blasts that he&#8217;s taken. Still he soldiers on toward the desk, unfazed by the hits, pain-wise. <\/p>\n<p>The 63rd Legion Grenadier throws a tear gas grenade at Constance.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which misses him.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which sparks off the ground near his feet.<\/p>\n<p>Constance&#8217;s wounds seem to be bleeding a bit more freely all of a sudden.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">Lieutenant Ronalda Wechek&#8217;s eternal winter engulfs Evalina in bone-chilling cold that saps her strength and slows her movements as hypothermia takes hold.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>The 63rd Legion Grenadier fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd fires off a shot at Ambrose which misses him.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd fires off a quick blast at Ambrose which misses him.<\/p>\n<p>Matias charges toward desk.<br \/>Matias gets into cover behind the desk.<\/p>\n<p>Ambrose charges toward desk.<br \/>Ambrose gets into cover behind the desk.<\/p>\n<p>Preston charges toward desk.<br \/>Preston gets into cover behind the desk.<\/p>\n<p>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Looks like they retreated.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Pulls the objective.<\/p>\n<p>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Lets go for the item and see if we can extract on their fuckup.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Eloa, go.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Yeah, let&#8217;s do it.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Eloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Already on it<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Tamar makes a supernatural leap to Sofia.<br \/>Evalina charges toward Preston.<br \/>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">SIGH. <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Tamar takes off after Sofia and Preston. <\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Drug prototypes?&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Evalina<\/span> wonders of Ambrose, &#8220;Now you have me curious.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Constance charges toward desk.<br \/>Constance gets into cover behind the desk.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Ambrose<\/span> answers Evalina. &#8220;Fuck around and find out.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I&#8217;m kind of pissed off that they all vanished.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Navessa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I still need to know what you want for logos and shit, Ambrose!<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Temper Temper Connie.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina grimaces at Ambrose, &#8220;I was hoping fun drugs. I think I&#8217;ll pass then.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I wanted to test my graft and I turned it on for this fight and everything. There better be more of them.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias checks his watch and then looks off in Eloa&#8217;s direction. <\/p>\n<p>Constance squints at Navessa. &#8220;Who&#8217;re you?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yes, that would require me knowing what I need,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Ambrose<\/span> answers Navessa placidly, reloading his pistol. &#8220;Nobody said they were not fun drugs.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Navessa squints back at Constance. &#8220;I&#8217;m me. You&#8217;re loud. Did you know that?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Pulls the objective.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You people and your assumptions,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Ambrose<\/span> muses, racking the slide and watching the horizon. <\/p>\n<p>Tamar smirks at Navessa. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well, I want to try any fun drugs you may have to offer.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Evalina<\/span> cheerily tells Ambrose, seeming way too happy for being on a battlefield <\/p>\n<p>Evalina charges toward Sofia.<br \/>Pulls the objective.<\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">If I didn&#8217;t hate the Legion more than the Order I&#8217;d clock you for that. I&#8217;m Connie.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Ambrose says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I am sure that you do.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> grunts as he watches Sofia pull away from him in the foot race he&#8217;s made up. &#8220;That&#8217;s fucking cheating.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I dunno I&#8217;m fast!<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Pulls the objective.<\/p>\n<p>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Okay sonic<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Navessa pulls herself up to sit on the desk. &#8220;For telling you that you&#8217;re loud? So you&#8217;re also sensitive. I&#8217;m Navessa.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Connie, are you still on doggo patrol on the full moons. I have not seen you on your porch.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Tamar charges toward Eloa.<br \/>Pulls the objective.<\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Wish I was but didn&#8217;t have the opportunity last weekend.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Pulls the objective.<\/p>\n<p>Matias looks at Navessa sitting on top of the desk, &#8220;You know if there is a second wave, you are going to draw fire yes?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Pulls the objective.<\/p>\n<p>Sofia moves protectively towards Tamar.<br \/>Nemi charges toward column.<br \/>Navessa tilts her head listening to something briefly before her gaze shifts to Matias. &#8220;I suspect I&#8217;ll hear or see something before they arrive. Someone needs to be looking out for them before they&#8217;re throwing grenades on top of us.&#8221; She smacks her hand down on the desk like this bad boy can hold so many people seeking cover. &#8220;I have good luck with desks.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Pulls the objective.<\/p>\n<p>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Disappointed I didn&#8217;t get to hit any 63rd with a stick.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>&#8220;Nice of you guys to come when it&#8217;s almost at the objective.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Eloa<\/span> points out as she drags the objective along. She gives Sofia a friendly wave. <\/p>\n<p>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Is there any luck retrieving the item, I am not seeing an extraction countdown anymore.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Eloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">We&#8217;re moving it to the extraction<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Nemi says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">not my fault they did something to throw my horse off course!<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Horse course.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Nemi says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Poor girl&#8230;.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Is it me, or is the item moving<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>&#8220;We were standing next to you the entire time we were pulling it y&#8217;know,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Sofia<\/span> smirks with amusement back to Eloa. &#8220;Only one of us can really pull at once.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Its being dragged.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Yes, we&#8217;re moving it.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Tamar moves up alongside Sofia and Eloa, helping to drag the thing along. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Eloa was already moving it when you were all still fighting.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Eloa<\/span> points out to Sofia. <\/p>\n<p>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">It&#8217;s at the extraction point. So we just&#8230; wait I guess. I&#8217;m gonna get behind the column here.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Ah. Couldn&#8217;t see you from this angle.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Have you noticed the number of special operatives from the 63rd are getting more and more common?<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Ambrose says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">And a group moves it faster.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Ambrose says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">&#8230; no, one per raid, as usual.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Used to be a Lieutenant and one like officer, now it&#8217;s four and a Lt.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">They flung fucking tear gas at me.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Preston charges toward desk.<br \/>Preston gets into cover behind the desk.<\/p>\n<p>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I am talking about the Mancers.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina charges toward Eloa.<br \/>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">What the fuck<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Vigil&#8230; showed up?<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Navessa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Uhm. <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Tamar? <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Tamar says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Yes? <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">They&#8217;re <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Allied <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Eloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Although maybe they received intel that the item is worthless<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Apparantly <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Eloa charges toward column.<br \/>Eloa gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">They&#8217;re running in place<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Eloa, it is parried by her gold knife.<\/p>\n<p>Eloa&#8217;s wounds seem to be bleeding a bit more freely all of a sudden.<\/p>\n<p>The 63rd Legion Haemomancer launches an attack at Eloa which is parried by her gold knife.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Eloa, it is parried by her gold knife.<\/p>\n<p>Navessa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Just a&#8230; nightly&#8230; PT? <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Soldiers! <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Eloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Here they come<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Sofia charges toward column.<br \/>Sofia gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar&#8217;s weapons start to glimmer with flame.<\/p>\n<p>Matias fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which strikes the column he&#8217;s taking cover behind.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#008080\">Ambrose<\/span> slowly and steadily lifts his pistol, lining up a shot on <span style=\"color:#800000\">The 63rd Legion Haemomancer<\/span>.<\/p>\n<p>Evalina draws and quickly fires an arrow at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it completely misses him.<\/p>\n<p>Eloa launches a stab at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it is parried by him.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar charges toward The 63rd Legion Haemomancer.<br \/>Tamar gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar swings her weapon at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it strikes his armor with bruising force.<\/p>\n<p>Evalina charges toward The 63rd Legion Haemomancer.<br \/>Evalina gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Navessa is quickly down behind the desk again. See? <\/p>\n<p>Preston shoulders his rifle and unloads a focused burst at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer that strikes his armor with bruising force.<\/p>\n<p>Constance charges toward The 63rd Legion Haemomancer.<br \/>Sofia sends several quick, probing swings at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer which strikes his armor with bruising force.<\/p>\n<p>Constance hurls a ball of roiling black and red flame at a soldier of the 63rd, it misses him.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Eloa, it is parried by her gold knife.<\/p>\n<p>The 63rd Legion Haemomancer launches an attack at Evalina which is parried by her rapier sword.<\/p>\n<p>A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Eloa, it is parried by her gold knife.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar goes straight after the The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, landing a hard blow in its back. <\/p>\n<p>Nemi charges toward Eloa.<br \/>Nemi gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Nemi swings her weapon at a soldier of the 63rd, it is parried by him.<\/p>\n<p>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Eloa, step out of cover so we can down them.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/><span style=\"color:#008080\">Ambrose<\/span> unflinchingly hones his pistol&#8217;s sights on <span style=\"color:#800000\"><span style=\"color:#800000\">a soldier of the 63rd\/span><\/span, taking aim.\n\nYou spot Evalina fiddling with her smartwatch, you get the sense she might be calling for help.\n\nEloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Could use a bandage<\/span>&#8220;<br \/><i>31 Eloa reaches down<i>30 to grasp her cro<i>29ss. A brilliant l<i>28ight spills from <i>27it as she prays, <i>26her body glowing <i>20as something answ<i>14ers her prayers. <span style=\"color:#c0c0c0\"><\/p>\n<p>Matias charges toward Eloa.<br \/>Preston says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I think they&#8217;re fine.\/i>\/span\/i<\/span\"<br \/>Tamar&#8217;s weapons start to glimmer with flame.<\/p>\n<p>Tamar swings her weapon at The 63rd Legion Haemomancer, it severely wounds his right leg.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">The 63rd Legion Haemomancer is forced to retreat.<\/span><br \/>Nemi quickly bandages some of Eloa&#8217;s injuries.<\/p>\n<p>Constance charges toward a soldier of the 63rd.<br \/>Eloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Thanks Nemi<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Sofia unleashes a wild battering of heavy swings at a soldier of the 63rd, which is parried by him.<\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">When I throw hellfire, it makes someone behind cover not count as being behind cover anymore.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Tamar moves protectively towards Eloa.<br \/>A soldier of the 63rd swings his weapon at Eloa, it is parried by her gold knife.<\/p>\n<p>Seizing an opportunity, <span style=\"color:#008080\">Ambrose<\/span> magdumps his pistol at <span style=\"color:#800000\">a soldier of the 63rd<\/span>. The bullets  strikes the column he&#8217;s taking cover behind.<\/p>\n<p>Evalina swings her weapon at a soldier of the 63rd, it strikes his armor with bruising force.<\/p>\n<p>Matias wards Eloa.<\/p>\n<p>Eloa launches a stab at a soldier of the 63rd, it severely wounds his left shoulder.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.<\/span><br \/>Matias charges toward Eloa.<br \/>Tamar swings her weapon at a soldier of the 63rd, it impacts against his armor.<\/p>\n<p>Navessa runs towards the objective.<br \/>Matias fires off a shot at a soldier of the 63rd which impacts against his armor.<\/p>\n<p>Constance charges toward a soldier of the 63rd.<br \/>Sofia sends several quick, probing swings at a soldier of the 63rd which impacts against his armor.<\/p>\n<p>Constance fires off a quick blast at a soldier of the 63rd which impacts against his armor.<\/p>\n<p>Nemi swings her weapon at a soldier of the 63rd, it severely wounds his right shoulder.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> tilts his head, &#8220;Yeah, I don&#8217;t think we&#8217;re getting an extraction.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Navessa gives a shrug as she starts moving in that sort of general direction. At least towards those with the item. &#8220;Gotta try at least?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Illusory wings appear on Stelle&#8217;s ankles<\/p>\n<p>When the last of the demonic soldiers are downed, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Tamar<\/span> looks over at the Vigil who appeared to have arrived. She brings the hilt of her blade to her chest to salute them then bows her head respectfully to the Inquisitors. <\/p>\n<p>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I have to admit, being surrounded by Vigil inquisitors does less to assure me and more to make me even more nervous<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Nemi says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Gotta agree with Evalina on that-<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>&#8220;Might as well,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Ambrose<\/span> considers, slowly rising out from behind the desk and moving to cross. <\/p>\n<p>Matias charges toward Eloa.<br \/>&#8220;Agreed.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Eloa<\/span> goes to pet her capybara as the others start making their way over. <\/p>\n<p>Matias charges toward Eloa.<br \/>Matias gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Stelle charges toward column.<br \/>Navessa runs towards the objective.<br \/>Constance charges toward column.<br \/>Constance gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Evalina glances to <span style=\"color:#6a264f\">a<span style=\"color:#722d54\">n <span style=\"color:#833a5f\">i<span style=\"color:#8c4064\">m<span style=\"color:#944769\">m<span style=\"color:#9d4d6e\">a<span style=\"color:#a55473\">c<span style=\"color:#ae5a79\">u<span style=\"color:#ad597a\">l<span style=\"color:#a8557a\">a<span style=\"color:#a35179\">t<span style=\"color:#9f4d79\">e <span style=\"color:#964479\">m<span style=\"color:#914078\">a<span style=\"color:#8c3c78\">n <span style=\"color:#87387c\">w<span style=\"color:#85377f\">i<span style=\"color:#833581\">e<span style=\"color:#813484\">l<span style=\"color:#7f3387\">d<span style=\"color:#7d3189\">i<span style=\"color:#7b308c\">n<span style=\"color:#782f8d\">g <span style=\"color:#653289\">a <span style=\"color:#533584\">r<span style=\"color:#4a3681\">i<span style=\"color:#40377f\">f<span style=\"color:#37397c\">l<span style=\"color:#2e3a7a\">e<\/span>, &#8220;Hi Mason. Good to see you.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I hope they show up again here, I want to fight them and see if they do much to me.\/span>\/span<\/span\"<br \/>Preston says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">MASON! WHAT DO THE NUMBERS MEAN!<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Ambrose charges toward column.<br \/>Ambrose gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Preston charges toward column.<br \/>Preston gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Evalina stage whispers to <span style=\"color:#6a264f\">a<span style=\"color:#722d54\">n <span style=\"color:#833a5f\">i<span style=\"color:#8c4064\">m<span style=\"color:#944769\">m<span style=\"color:#9d4d6e\">a<span style=\"color:#a55473\">c<span style=\"color:#ae5a79\">u<span style=\"color:#ad597a\">l<span style=\"color:#a8557a\">a<span style=\"color:#a35179\">t<span style=\"color:#9f4d79\">e <span style=\"color:#964479\">m<span style=\"color:#914078\">a<span style=\"color:#8c3c78\">n <span style=\"color:#87387c\">w<span style=\"color:#85377f\">i<span style=\"color:#833581\">e<span style=\"color:#813484\">l<span style=\"color:#7f3387\">d<span style=\"color:#7d3189\">i<span style=\"color:#7b308c\">n<span style=\"color:#782f8d\">g <span style=\"color:#653289\">a <span style=\"color:#533584\">r<span style=\"color:#4a3681\">i<span style=\"color:#40377f\">f<span style=\"color:#37397c\">l<span style=\"color:#2e3a7a\">e<\/span>, &#8220;I won&#8217;t deduct it from your pay if you hit Prestie.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Stelle charges toward column.<br \/>Nemi says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">WE WANT THE NUMBERS MASON, ITS ALL WE EVER WANTED!!!\/span>\/span<\/span\"<br \/>Nemi chuckles softly. <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> grins at Evalina, and nods to <span style=\"color:#6a264f\">a<span style=\"color:#722d54\">n <span style=\"color:#833a5f\">i<span style=\"color:#8c4064\">m<span style=\"color:#944769\">m<span style=\"color:#9d4d6e\">a<span style=\"color:#a55473\">c<span style=\"color:#ae5a79\">u<span style=\"color:#ad597a\">l<span style=\"color:#a8557a\">a<span style=\"color:#a35179\">t<span style=\"color:#9f4d79\">e <span style=\"color:#964479\">m<span style=\"color:#914078\">a<span style=\"color:#8c3c78\">n <span style=\"color:#87387c\">w<span style=\"color:#85377f\">i<span style=\"color:#833581\">e<span style=\"color:#813484\">l<span style=\"color:#7f3387\">d<span style=\"color:#7d3189\">i<span style=\"color:#7b308c\">n<span style=\"color:#782f8d\">g <span style=\"color:#653289\">a <span style=\"color:#533584\">r<span style=\"color:#4a3681\">i<span style=\"color:#40377f\">f<span style=\"color:#37397c\">l<span style=\"color:#2e3a7a\">e<\/span>. &#8220;Sup, Mason.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Sofia stretches out casually and says, &#8220;Another day, another clusterfuck.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Ambrose wards an object.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Don&#8217;t think extraction is coming..&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Eloa\/span>\/span<\/span admits looking at her phone, \"Haven't gotten a notice for it in a while.\" \n\n&#8220;Okay,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> wonders of everyone. &#8220;Hear me out..&#8221; There&#8217;s a lift of his rapier. &#8220;How about we just start causing chaos?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I think there is a failsafe extraction fifty after deployment.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Hey Preston, want to do that spar with me now?<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Connie has learned mind control and affected Preston.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Preston quickly taps a button on his smart watch, in an attempt call for aid<\/p>\n<p>Preston says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Yeah, sure, fuck it.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Ambrose just settles in along the column, unamused and likewise unperturbed. <\/p>\n<p>Tamar falls in line nearby the Vigil Inquisitors, murmuring quietly with one before offering a demure nod. She glances back over at the others, studying them quietly. <\/p>\n<p>Navessa puts her breaching axe back on her back and just slows her roll the rest of the way to join the others at the supposed extract. &#8220;Could&#8217;ve been home. Naked. Watching TV,&#8221; she mutters. <\/p>\n<p>Evalina gives Navessa a look of undisguised disgust. &#8220;I bet you shower naked too.&#8221; She raises her nose in disapproval. <\/p>\n<p>Ambrose just slants a look to Evalina, then back out to the horizon. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I do most things naked if I can,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Navessa<\/span> says without shame to Evalina. &#8220;Clothes are a prison.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Constance nods in solemn agreement with Evalina. &#8220;Showering naked. Disgusting. How are you supposed to get all the blood off your clothes if you take them off?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Matias lets out a withering sigh as he simply waits. <\/p>\n<p>Giggling as she overhears Navessa and Evalina chatting, <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Eloa<\/span> looks over at Navessa, &#8220;Not sure where we met but nice to see you Nevessa. Eva.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">&#8230;a part of me wonders if it&#8217;s ever happened that during a raid like this, the inquisitors just ended up enslaving all the supernaturals on the spot&#8230;<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Nemi softly rubs her face, seemingly a bit disappointed as she finds somewhere comfy to sit down. <\/p>\n<p>Nemi says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Oh they can fucking try-<\/span>&#8220;<br \/><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> rubs at his face with a gloved hand, under his jaw, idly scratching at his chin. There&#8217;s a glance towards Navessa and Evalina, snorting a bit of a laugh. <\/p>\n<p>Eloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">If that is possible we can also enslave them back&#8230;. so probably not allowed by venice rules or something?<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina glances to Constance, &#8220;You are indeed, built different.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your people trying to knock me out,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Navessa<\/span> says simply to Eloa. &#8220;Some two&#8230; three? days ago. That&#8217;s the last I recall.&#8221; She does look over to Tamar staring at her for a long, long moment. &#8220;Navessa Steel. Artist.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>With the *twang* of a bowstring <i>26Stelle<span style=\"color:#c0c0c0\"> slaps out a snapshot with her bow at <b>96a soldier of the 63rd<span style=\"color:#c0c0c0\"> that  completely misses him.<\/p>\n<p>Preston charges toward a soldier of the 63rd.<br \/>Eloa launches a stab at a soldier of the 63rd, it severely wounds his left leg.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.\/b\/span\/i><\/span<br \/>Eloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Is that a single soldier?<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">did they just send 1 soldier at all of us<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Sofia says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">He got lost.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">what moron is in charge of their operations<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Nemi says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Man- That did not last long<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Navessa leeeeans to touch the item. Maybe it summons soldiers. <\/p>\n<p>Nemi says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">They probably haven&#8217;t realized who they hired to lead this raid had an less than the amount a new born baby weighs.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Nemi shrugs softly. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It seems like,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Tamar<\/span> murmurs, lingering with the Inquisitors who are most certainly the silent type. Perhaps this is where the angelborn gets it from. <\/p>\n<p>Ambrose just tucks in and stills, unmoving for the time. <\/p>\n<p>Nemi coughs. &#8220;Had an iq less than- bleh- Stray hair.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Ready for a fight, prestie?<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Nemi says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Fuck you too pal.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Navessa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Yes. Please. Get it out of your systems since you didn&#8217;t earlier. <\/span>&#8220;<br \/><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> glances off into the wine cellar, looking around at.. all the wine. &#8220;Yeah, alright,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> tells Evalina. &#8220;I&#8217;m good. <\/p>\n<p>Evalina lets out a deep breath, calming, then entering a ritualistic dance with her rapier, not quite cutting Preston, instead building up speed with every empty slash.<\/p>\n<p>Preston circles Evalina and flicks his rapier forward in a short, probing motion that is parried by her rapier sword.<\/p>\n<p>Nemi sighs softly, looking at the wine before she turns her head to looks around as she cocks a round into her rifle. <\/p>\n<p>Navessa pulls out her phone and starts playing snake. They still put that on phones?! <\/p>\n<p>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">There&#8217;s an app for that<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Tamar starts scanning the field, looking back over her shoulder, then to the Inquisitors and finally back to the group gathered by the column. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So how was everyone&#8217;s day?&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Eloa<\/span> wonders as she goes to stand with Matias, leaning against the man. <\/p>\n<p>Evalina lets out a deep breath, calming, then entering a ritualistic dance with her rapier, not quite cutting Preston, but getting closer and closer to doing so.<\/p>\n<p>Preston steps towards Evalina without hesitation, thrusting at them quickly and precisely which is parried by her rapier sword.<\/p>\n<p>Preston circles Evalina and flicks his rapier forward in a short, probing motion that is parried by her rapier sword.<\/p>\n<p>Evalina raises her rapier against her chest, pointed straight at the air, takes in a deep breath, then explodes into a storm of beautiful flourishes aimed at Preston. is parried by his custom-forged steel rapier.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> focuses entirely on the fight with Evalina now, watching her movements, looking for openings here and there. Testing. Probing. <\/p>\n<p>Preston steps towards Evalina without hesitation, thrusting at them quickly and precisely which ineffectually wounds her right arm.<\/p>\n<p>Ambrose watches the horizon idly, otherwise completely unmoving. <\/p>\n<p>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">&#8230;This makes me kind of want to spar with Tamar again..<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina swings her weapon at Preston, it is parried by his custom-forged steel rapier.<\/p>\n<p>Evalina blushes fiercely at some kind of stray thought <\/p>\n<p>Preston circles Evalina and flicks his rapier forward in a short, probing motion that ineffectually wounds her left arm.<\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">I lost all my sparring partners so now the only chances I ever have to practice are when I just jump people.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Alas. <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Tamar&#8217;s gaze flicks across to Evalina when her name is mentioned, watching the spar between her and Preston. Spotting the blush, the girl drops her gaze quickly, scuffing one boot against the floor. <\/p>\n<p>Preston says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Are we done?<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Evalina says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">No- <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Preston charges toward Evalina.<br \/>Preston steps towards Evalina without hesitation, thrusting at them quickly and precisely which mildly wounds her left arm.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">Evalina is forced to retreat.<\/span><br \/>Sofia hitches a shoulder over at Constance and says, &#8220;Perhaps if you jumped people less often folks&#8217;d be more willing to spar with you.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> chases after someone, and just stabs in her arm, &#8220;Guess we&#8217;re done,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> mentions, and walks back to cover. <\/p>\n<p>Navessa looks up from her phone only briefly. &#8220;I hate sparring.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> chases after Evalina, and just stabs in her arm, watching her run off to safety. &#8220;Guess we&#8217;re done,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> mentions, and walks back to cover <\/p>\n<p>Preston says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">STELLE! YOU WANNA FIGHT?<\/span>&#8220;<br \/><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Stelle<\/span> looks down at her phone and mumbles, &#8220;Not particularly today&#8230;&#8221; <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> shrugs and nods at her. &#8220;Alright, fair enough.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Ambrose remains still yet, paying no heed to those around him and staring off toward the horizon. <\/p>\n<p>Navessa gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>Preston charges toward column.<br \/>Preston gets into cover behind the column.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well&#8230; Connie can summon a demon and we can all fight it for practice.&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Eloa<\/span> comments with a look towards Constance, &#8220;Can&#8217;t you have that as your new sparring partner?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Tamar looks back up again once Evalina dashes off, her gaze settling on Ambrose now as she observes him. <\/p>\n<p>Matias checks his watch again and remarks, &#8220;I am almost positive there is a fail safe extraction in few minutes. <\/p>\n<p>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">True. <\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance summons a demon near Eloa.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I still think,&#8221; <span style=\"color:#ffffff\">Preston<\/span> waves his rapier, &#8220;Chaos is the best option.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Matias says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">God damnit.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance charges toward slender red-skinned skinned humanoid.<br \/>Matias fires off a shot at a slender, red-skinned humanoid which misses her.<\/p>\n<p>Navessa joins the column party, sitting down next to Ambrose. She gives him a prod in the shoulder. The least damaging prod there has ever been. &#8220;What thrilling novel are you missing out on?&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>Eloa throws a small knife end over end at a slender, red-skinned humanoid, it sparks off the ground near her feet.<\/p>\n<p>With a sheen of <b>03raw energy<\/b> along his navaja knife, <span style=\"color:#008080\">Ambrose<\/span> lunges a raking slash at <span style=\"color:#800000\">a soldier of the 63rd<\/span>. The blade is parried by him.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">a soldier of the 63rd is forced to retreat.<\/span><br \/>Constance charges toward slender red-skinned skinned humanoid.<br \/>Constance swings her weapon at a slender, red-skinned humanoid, it ineffectually wounds her right leg.<\/p>\n<p>Matias fires off a shot at a slender, red-skinned humanoid which severely wounds her right arm.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#800000\">a slender, red-skinned humanoid is forced to retreat.<\/span><br \/>Eloa says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">That demon didn&#8217;t seem very strong<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Constance says &#8220;<span style=\"color:#00afff\">Nothing&#8217;s really strong when it&#8217;s being shot at by ten billion people.<\/span>&#8220;<br \/>Stelle, Constance, Navessa, Sofia, Eloa, Nemi, Preston, Ambrose, Tamar and Matias have successfully got away with The Blackwater Ledger.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Date: 2025-09-09 20:00 At Tue Sep 09 2025, in a vault in Bayview Mission: Obtain The Blackwater Ledger and bring it back to the extraction point. 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