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[Haspen]

As the group was in consensus about their next goal, theywent to the storage rooms.

These take almost half of hte underground of the Zwellenstein Keep. Small storage rooms, big storage rooms, tight corridors, cramped rooms. Freezers, wine storages, piles of dusty old crates and furniture.

(Special battlefield condition: Max.4 players per Side in battle, reservists replace others on death)

Suddenly, as the group went around the corner, there was a squeak of terror coming from somewhere in front of them. It was pair of maids, hidden in a shadowy corner.

"You, you are Princess' guard! Are the enemy soldiers gone? Can we go back up?" Asked the shorter of them, no more than twenty years old. Their clothes were a bit dusty and actually it looked like thay've spent most of the morning here, in the storage rooms.

"We were going to get some cloth and clean water and herbs for the Princess' guards. Is it safe to go?" The taller one added and then they looked both at the guards.

[Tiruin]

Fane heeded the signal to stop, replying to the rest to watch out for any hidden weapons.

"We've cleared the upper areas of anyone against the Princess, so technically, yes ma'am. However before you both leave, could I ask on where we could find any bandages or where the rationing, weapons and armor lie here? A good book or two wouldn't hurt either."

Inquire on things to aid us in the dialogue!

[scapheap]

"As far as I can see"

Keep my guard up

[Haspen]

"Oh, armor and weapons... the armory is on the other side of the Keep, and besides, Quartermaster Joseph would be of more help here." The taller of maids replied to Fane's questions.

"Well, we could spare some and patch you up, because I can see you all have been in a fight. Of course, we're not miracle makers, but..." The shorter added after a while, and then they took out clean cloth from the bags they had hidden behind them.

The Guards' wounds were wrapped in clean cloth, smeared with exotic oils, cleaned with fresh water.

Princess' Guards: 1 HP restored.

"Are you going to kill the Queen?" The tall maid asked Fane after patching up the group.

[MonkeyHead]

"If I get a chance..." muttered Perry. "May we move onwards now? I desire to have my axe sharp and my hide well protected when we next come accross the enemy".

[scapheap]

"Think we should move forward, too"

[Tiruin]

"And yes we are ma'am," Fane replied as she agreed with her comrades.

"We'll be going now, stay safe you two."

Proceed!

[Haspen]

"We will try. If we meet some other guards, we will mention that you're trying to counterattack the Queen at the moment, maybe they will help you." The two maids said, then took their bags and hurried into the corridors through which Guards came here, as they have moved onwards.

Few corners and rooms later, the group came to a small storage room, mostly empty bar few old chairs. There was also a door, from behind which many voices could be heard. Most of them male, some female, all speaking in hushed tone. That, or they were standing far away from the door.

Queen and her troops, perhaps?

[Tiruin]

"By the narrow corridors, not all of us can fight if those are hostile. If they're friendly - refugees or whatnot, it won't hurt if we kicked down the door anyway.

"Who's in for a surprise welcome?"

If not opposed, break down the door and ready to dodge any spear or attack after the door is struck.

Examine inside and relay our purpose, and what I see to my allies.

[scapheap]

"No objection here"

[Haspen]

Roll: 1

With a loud crack... Fane's right foot was lodged in the door. Either the wood was of terrible quality, rotten from age, or both - but shouts and clanks heard behind the door was clear indication that the surprise was spoiled.

"Who's there!?" Someone shouted and pushed the door, knocking Fane to the ground. The man who opened the door glanced briefly at the Guards. His armor: red, with the Queen's insignia. The Queen herself, in her tight leather armor, with her wavy black hair; far behind her personal guard, on the other side of the room they were camped in.

"Traitors of the Crown!!" He shouted an alarm and soon there were few other men rushing into the small room. Another battle have started!

Battle is joined! The starting sides are:
Side A consists of Ferruvier Ironbody, Boleslaus Donnerstag, Gloria Helmec II, An Aggressive Antelope Attacker.
Side B will consist of first four Side B players to post a battle action.

Current goals:

Side A: Soldiers of Queen Tatiana Brunelevich:
Queen Tatiana Brunelevich must survive.
Kill everyone in the rebel group!: 1/5 (2 reservists)

Side B: Princess Adrianna Mirolevich's Guards:
Hack your way to the Queen!: 1/6 Completed!
Kill Queen Tatiana Brunelevich.

Small amount of space restricts the battle to 4vs4.

[Tiruin]

Fane gulped as she straightened herself, taking the moment to check on the enemy.

It was the standard fare, more or less them as well equipped as their foe, but what stood out was a strange armored man with crimson trim; the strange thing was his helmet, shifted into the form of an antelope- horns and a visage hidden by the figure.

She could've bet it was a Commander.

"For the Lady, Mirolevich!" the keeper cried. "Stand together and work as one!"

Spoiler: Action (click to show/hide)

Defend one of my allies who is about to be attacked.

[kaian-a-coel]

why the hell is the queen down the sewers anyway?

[Haspen]

why the hell is the queen down the sewers anyway?

Because random plot.

[scapheap]

"I show you traitors."

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Smash An Aggressive Antelope Attacker