Smartest place to go is the Hall. However that section of town is going to be crawling with higher ups trying to figure out whats going on.

Hooking the corner into the Garrison the firebug stopped as she looked around. Sure she might have been over reacting, after all walking through Haven with a Primed Flame Thrower was not really smart, but on the other hand it who knows whats about to happen. Looking at the display on her HUD Xeon silently went to work showing the information needed for her to make up her mind.

Alright Lieutenant Barrus is more then likely in the hall, but that's more then likely crawling with every rank from Vanguard to Warden is in there...wait, then I have a right to be in there, I am a Vanguard. No bad idea, I just need to speak to Barrus to figure out whats going on.

Xeon broke her momentary daze. "Mama. I have located Lieutenant Barrus, it seems he was on his way to a Cafe when things got loud. Should I sent a message?" Blesse just nodded. "Alright, Forwarding the message now."

[Sent to Barrus, it's a voice recording from Xeon speaking for Blesse]

Xeon: "Lieutenant Barrus, sir. Vanguard Blesse Nytcha and Battle Sprite Xeon requesting Order's in response to the sudden and clear threat to the Order."

[End Message]

"All we can do is wait no Mama." Xeon said to Blesse, who had already extinguished the Pilot light of the Flame Thrower.

Solo knights would work (In character are you a vanguard?)

But a squad of five...? Well I guess we should just head for the garrison right now.

*Scabbers, The Trojan, Listle, and Lastle all head to the garrison for further instructions*

Echo stopped abrubtly, All right then, He turned around, shrugging towards Kale.

"You heard Barrus, let's go back."

Kale sighed, then turned to follow Echo. Some other knights were heading to the garrison. He saw one holding a Peacemaker at the ready, and another resting a Triglav on their back. They descended the steps into the little area that sat in the middle of the garrison. Kale rested his Axe on the ground and leaned on it.

Echo looked restless, he was resting one hand on his sheathed flourish and always looking to the sky. His face was hidden under the Skolver helm, but it didn't hide the fact that he was ready for a fight.

Kale settled back and waited for more people to arrive.

Saboteur: "let's get this over with..."

[Saboteur and Mezizas stalked the worshipping crowd all the way to the hill sumit where the catheral lies. Along the way, stone sculptures of the harvester could be seen while former statues of queen Mezizas are knocked down. The dark cloud gathered on the top of the church as well as the entire landscapes of Apocrea, it is hard to say for how long these lands are imbued in darkness.]

Mezizas: *sees her statues been defiled* "When this is over, I need to have a good word with my acolytes..."

Saboteur: "Okay... I didn't bring much with me when we came here, you and Gwen really cought me with my pants down. Any idea on how I can replenish my explosives?"

Mezizas: "I got just the thing." *materializes a grenade launcher* "TAA-DAA!!! Obsidian immolator... I made it for you..."

Saboteur: *takes the immolator and smirks* "It is christmas all over again." *checks the gun* "This thing has infinite ammo right?"

Mezizas: "Of course..."

Saboteur: "I am starting to like you again, Mezizas... only for a bit..."

OOC: Obsidian immolator is just a shadow pulsar with poison

--Menawhile: inside the obsidian catheral--

[The four renedage acolytes, once the most powerful people in Apocrea and answer only to Mezizas are now the self proclaimed servants of the mighty harvester. In the great obsidian carved great hall, candles are lit and hundreds of young Apocreans give their souls to the harveser, all the while having the acolytes whisper prayers into the ears of the slumbering beast. Till this day, no one know if a single word went through and the harvester was truely pleased with the offering, such as a the nature of prayer.]

Acolyte Zeetch: "Oh, mighty harvesters, soon, you will have enough souls to clear our land of her taint."

Acotyte Sluneesh: "The baneful queen Mezizas had done much, but we shall offer these souls to our true god instead of her."

Harvester: "More...SSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUULSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"

Acolyte Narga: "Yes... mighty one." *draws the soul of another young Apocrean* "His soul, is yours..."

Harvester: "MMMMMMMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOREEEEEEE"

Acolyte Kharn: "Quick! More is needed to appease the mighty one!!!"

--Menawhile: outside the obsidian catheral--

[When the entire crowd entered the massive church, the rock door slammed shut behind them. It was finally the time for Saboteur and Mezizas emerge from their cover. Jumping onto the main door, Saboteur heard the sound of sacrifice ritual going underway.]

Saboteur: *leans his ear at the main door* "From what I could hear... you weren't a popular queen..."

Mezizas: *sneers* "Hey, I am still alot better than that hulking pile of souls! The acolytes created it to get souls, the currency in Apocrea!!!"

Saboteur: "And they need souls for what?"

Mezizas: "A little history lesson, demo man, this is their scheme all along, long time ago, the Acolytes casted magic to darken the sky and tricked my people into sacrificing themselves to the harvester, the false savior who supposedly will clear the sky of the dark clouds, allowing the land to flourish anew... They blammed the dark clouds and the dying land on me... that is right... I am their escape goat and the council exiled me to cradle, where I met you. The rest, is history..."

Saboteur: "But that is just your side of the story, from what I could hear... you need souls too and many have died for your own benefit as well..."

Mezizas: "We Apocreans survive through possessing and siphon other creatures' souls, allowing us to attain immortality. This is just who we are!"

Saboteur: "You will need a better excuse than that to convince me to help you."

Aelhion heard the transmission. He sat up slowly, a slight grin on his face. "Here's that mess I was talking about." He got Barrus's message and stood. He walked to the Garrison, where he stood in the corner. He checked both guns, before checking the two gunbelts around his waist. He also checked the two bandoliers across his chest. One thing was certain. He never lacked for firepower.
Aelhion watched as knights slowly began to trickle in, all waiting for Barrus.

OOC:
@Thinslayer, don't know why you made Riley say exactly what I said, unless you mistook the character I am playing as from first person as him. I'm RP'ing as Hex, if there was any confusion.
@Avenger, I'm a veteran Technician, so yes I'm cleared for any mission the other members in the squad are cleared for.

Slasher chuckled hearing the orders, using a Striker Modules he had snuck out of a LockDown match to get to the Garrison.
He looked at the snipe and sat on the arm of the chair.
The Drakon just floated there.

I'd rather you do it over the CYS pm, since Spiral Knights seems to crash if I pull out any large number of data like the AH or a crowded Haven.

"I have one !" The snipe perch on Barrus shoulder

"Are we free to use our weapons ? or is there any restrictions ?" If one didn't know better , the snipe can be seen talking with its beak closed... in Isoran language

---- The Emberlight ----

"Hey River ! What brings you here ?" A young gremlin runs trough the crowd in the street

"Irish! Good to see you lad !" He response

"So, let me guess.... Gun modification or Sword repair ?" She guesses

"Neither, i need you to bring me my old 'gear'" River turns down both option

"I have kept it in top condition ,but why ? Its not like you can use it anymore...." Irish scraches her head

"Its not for me , but for an old freind..." The blind man shrugs

"Wait, He is still alive ?!" Irish screams

Archemiday reluctantly followed Barrus listened to the speech. He sat in a far corner tuning his lute quietly, paying only a little attention to the speech. He saw a very nervous knight, probably a tech, moving around a little. Archemiday stood up, and walked over to him and greeted him, "Hello. How are you doing today? Well, besides the recent news."

((That's you, hexzyle))

(OOC: Muahaha! Little does Thinslayer know, it was all but a coy ploy! >:O)

Seconds before the summons to the Garrison were broadcasted, the knight, who hadn't really been tired, dozed off, slumping against the window.

He never did hear the announcement.

"What's that? I want one!" the weak knight asked.

"I don't know myself but lets hope he is" River nods

"..... Fine... But return it if you don't find him" Irish sighs

The gremlin scurries away and takes what seems like a pair of Voltaic tempest

"Here.. do you want me to go over the manual ?" She gives the two bombs to river

"Yeah sure, don't want to kill myself with this" He shrugs

"Ok. First unlock the safety locks from the bombs, Next hold the fuse for 3 seccond. After that, throw it as far as possible before it kills you. Later , gas will came out from the bombs.. it is poisounus don't inhale. When aplied with cold it will freeze, when aplied with fire it will burn. Got it ?" She read a old manual

"Yeah... " River takes the bomb from the gremlins hand

He then walks away an head for the elevator.

The blind man presses a button on his comlink

---- The garrison ----

"So are we weapons free ?!" The comunit spoke again

As Barrus looked at the crowd, he shouted into his helmet's microphone, amplifying it over every voice: "No! Weapons are NOT free! The Core has been friendly to us until right now. We must maintain peace. Meanwhile, I need 3 volunteers. We need to try and find the knights from Depth 29."

Saboteur: *sighs* "I just had another premonition... Gwen disguised herself and are now infiltrating the ranks of spiral order..."

Mezizas: "You were just day dreaming... stop that..."

Saboteur: *groans* "Kale, Barrus and the others are walking straight into Gwen's trap, and I am stucked here with you!!!"

Acolyte Zeetch: *hears Saboteur and Mezizas outside* "We have a visitor, citizens of Apocrea." *opens the church door* "Our queen has returned... and it seems, she brought an outsider with her..."

Acolyte Sluneesh: *hisses* "The baneful queen and her heretical fellowship have returned!!! Citizens! Draw your weapons! Destroy those two!!!"

[The crowd cathered in the church looked back at the front door, Mezizas and Saboteur stood tall. One by one, the men and women of Apocea drew obsidian swords out of their long robes as they stood up from the long chairs. The renegade acolyltes summoned a portal and hidden the harvester to a safe place. Narga and Sluneesh escaped to the upper area of the catheral while Kharn and Zeetch remained to command the brain washed Apoceans.]

Saboteur: *aims the immolator* "Stick to the plan..."

Mezizas: *creates an obsidian sabre * "There is no plan..."

Saboteur: *grins* "precisely.."

A few quotes from this Not-Gwen:

Come on, you spineless cowards! Who among you is man-enough to face the most glorious enemy this side of Cradle?

Rejoice, good knight. You have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to do a great service for your people.

And here is the quote from 'core':

Foolish knights! You totally fell for my trap. Ho wow, you guys are soooo easy to manipulate. If you're wondering why I'm telling you this, it's so that I can have a more exciting hunt. Get going now! Tee hee hee!

My conclusion:

This woman is either Gwen in her masterful disguise (you did it with Unit one, so why not her? Winter Kingdom *hint*hint*) or is a fragment of Gwen's personality, or just one of her subordinates. I won't argue with Thin at this point regarding this woman's identity, I will let the evidence I gathered so far to do the talking for me.

???: *yells* "Pythonne... wake up..." *shell blasts in the back ground* "WAKE UP!!!"

[The man opens up his eyes and sees nothing back dust in the hot air, warmed by the machines of war. Tanks and artillery screaming around him as they exchanged fire, he makes a run for the voice that awakened him, a strange, lightly armoured woman with jet engines strapped to her back. The woman looked around in panic before dragging him into a small fox hole in lightning speed. The concrete shelter withstood the shells that were dropping all over the battlefield, the man tried to recognize any land mark in the distance, there were none, only the smoldering ruins of cities.]

Man: "What... what is going on..."

Woman: "The name is Elzilia Gazinko! Morai assualt recon from the Reaper division! You must be Pythonne silinsky of the Morai 2nd Havoc regiment!"

Man -> Pythonne: *looks at his dog tag* "... Yeah... that is me... have we driven back the Isoran counter attack yet?"

Woman -> Elzilia: "Not quite... those Spiral Order low lives are entrenched few clicks north from here and I need your skills to break their lines! "

[The man looked around and saw the corpse of another comrade from the 2nd Havoc reigment, he snatched the dog tag from the corpse and replenished him self with explosives left behind by his friend. After that Pythonne cracked his neck, a signal to Elzilia that he was ready to unleash hell upon the Spiral Order.]

Elzilia: *grins* "Good, let's not waste any time... my pilot buddy just reported in, the Spirals are mobilizing some kind of heavy tank to the front line and they are planning on a counter atttack as an attempt to gain back the ground they lost this morning... let's show them what the Morai legion is made of! To war!"

Pythonne: "It is time that we sabotage their dream of a greater Isora! To war!"

OOC: You heard it right guys, Saboteur was a Morai all along!!! And he didn't even knew!!!

Xeon spoke aloud once more. "We will go." Speaking for his Owner

Meanwhile Blesse was still standing there, bent over and waiting for orders. She planed on taking a trip down to the core earlier that day anyway. With a mute huff she remained bent over slightly, keeping her head facing down and Xeon spoke aloud.

Things could get interesting if I get picked. But then again it's not like I planed on just going nuts with my weapon, after all if I an't careful I could end up hurting my squad.

"So.... the core...." River punches a few button and the elevator jolts to life

"What suprise is in there ? " He smirks as the elevator went down deep to the clockworks...

( Hey thin... i need help, what is the next level ? or should i make up something ? )

Slasher watched the three volunteers and Barrus depart.
"So, can we take that convenient elevator out of here?"

The E-Class sprite, purple in colouration peered from the rear of the crowd, watching the group of volunteers descend to combat whatever chaos was awaiting them at the core. In a hushed feminine voice, it spoke out to itself,

"Oh dear. I best go inform master Varien about these events".

Whizzing behind a nearby building, the sprite reunited with the knightly owner. A Heavy Demo helm, partially covered with an aged dusky scarf only let a pair of violet lights show from the concealed head. The shadow of the building reducing the glimmer on the rest of the Heavenly Iron armour, yet the sheathed Gran Faust eminated a purple light of its own creepy nature anyway. The figure looked up at his sprite's return and mumbled something through his scarf, inaudible to most beside the sprite.

"Oh, terribly sorry master Varien. I was en route to get you the water you asked of me, when I came across a sizeable crowd by a group of elevators. It would be in our best interests I feel if we were to investigate. And Im sure they have plenty of ice cold water to hand out".

The figure, known as Varien, propped himself up from his wall lean, and motioned the sprite to perch on his shoulder. Quite releaved that it may give its hovering motors a rest, the sprite silently floated across, to place itself upon the side of the Heavenly Iron's cowl. The pair began to stride slowly toward the large group, the sprite prepared to do what it did best.

Talk.

OOC: Sorry about the latepost, Christmas shopping happened, and I was pooped (since I live in a rural area, that means an long drive to the city and back)

A knight approached me, some sort of wind instrument in hand, and introduced himself. I returned in kind, before he asked about my day.

I tilted my head to the side for a moment as I put it into words. "Ah, well, it started off relatively good. I'm not a big fan of celebrations but it was nice to see everyone so excited to be leaving Cradle. I was called down to the Lab though for some errands due to some equipment malfunctions and now I've got a couple repairs of my own to do..." My voice trailed off as I started thinking about what would be involved in the repairs.

Before he could respond, another Knight started fawning over his instrument. I didn't end up listening to their subsequent conversation as Barrus raised his voice in response to a question about authorized weapon usage and I thought it important to begin paying attention.
He asked for just three volunteers. Just three? I considered the fact that I hadn't that much combat experience so I waited to see who would step up.

A long-haired, elegant-looking female knight shouted out in a way which made it hard for me to tell if she had a bad temper or was just overly dogmatic. The second volunteer seemed to be a far less outspoken knight who politely shook hands with the first.
I didn't hear the third volunteer over the sound of my seismometer blaring warnings into my ear through my com-unit.

"Blasted default volume settings!" I grumbled to myself as I tried to switch it off quickly.

I heard the satisfying beep of the alarm being deactivated, and then silence... two seconds later, the earth rumbled with such force that I lost my balance. Before I faceplanted into the body of the knight infront of me though, a hand gripped onto my shoulder, stopping my fall. As the tremors subsided, the murmurs of the crowd grew as everyone tried to figure out what happened while regaining their balance and the group of volunteers departed

The ground shook beneath Varien, causing him to lose balance and stretch his arms out to help balance out. The sprite perched on his shoulder grew a tad concerned from the sudden disturbance, but seemed to settle down once balance was regained. It did speak up a bit though.

"Master, what was that?"

Varien looked around, sweeping his eyes across the crowd of people all shocked by the sudden tremor. He met eyes with his sprite again, and mumbled into his scarf once more in response. His sprite spoke up again after a brief pause between them.

"Im unsure that it was a natural occurence either, Master Varien. Perhaps we should report to the laboratory? They must have equipment there that could analyse such an event".

Varien nodded to his sprite, and after making sure that she was firmly secure atop his shoulder, made way at a steady pace toward the laboratory to try and figure out what was going on all of a sudden. A concerned look began to develop upon Varien's concealed face.

(OOC: Hi Thin, long time no RP).