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[chaotick21]

(Damn, by the time we finish the man with the rifle is gonna be a bloody pulp)

[Egan_BW]

(Hmm. Was it not explicit from the text that the one with the rifle is a woman? The two who are closer would be able to tell that the quoted dialogue is coming from her.
Not important, just interested in how people interpret what I write.)

[chaotick21]

((I just assumed it was a he because that was how syvarris referred to it))

[Lenglon]

Settle into cover then Overwatch in Semi. Headshots on exposed targets, don't bother if they aren't exposed.

[Dustan Hache]

(It doesnt actually say that the rifleperson is female, just that one person in that group of four is.)

[Egan_BW]

"CHYJUINARRYUN HORLIR INAYNE!"

HEADSHOT THE GUY WITH THE GUN AND THEN HEADSHOT TWO OF HIS BUDDIES!

Motion to the others that I see movement, ready my sniper,  and aim a shot at the carotid artery of the man holding the rifle

"I'd propose we leave one of them alive so we can torture them for information, but I don't think our friends' bloodlust will let them live that long."

Take cover. Wait for the advanced team to start shooting. Then arm-shot the gun arm of anyone the advanced team misses in their opening salvo, the idea being that they won't be able to shoot or use the radio with their arm blown off.

Settle into cover then Overwatch in Semi. Headshots on exposed targets, don't bother if they aren't exposed.

Conceal myself and wait for the inevitable distraction caused by my comrades, then rush the one with the rifle.

[CQC: 14]
There is a loud thwip, and a crack, and the sound of ripping metal and shattering meat. The one holding the rifle does not gasp, or yell, or react in any way. It simply falls limp, its flashlight shining up into the trees.
[Control: 16]
[CQC: 12, 16]
There's not even time to react. Two more cracks.

[Bravery: 15]
The one remaining enemy screams. An expression of shock, of pain, of rage.

[Marksmanship: 14]
Another, much louder crack announces that one's arm coming free.
[Vitality: 11]
The flashlight is lost; who knows where it goes. Everything is, for the moment, cast into darkness. All that remains is screams of agony and a distinct smell of blood.

Spoiler: Map (click to show/hide)

Hub: Highwayn [Cleared]
   Spoke: Road to the Manor [THOU ART HERE]
   Spoke: Woods

Spoiler: syvarris (click to show/hide)

Name: Synlocar
Description: A small and quiet young man wearing all black, with a hoodie and bandana concealing his features.  He leaves his hoodie open, showing off a black T-shirt with the words "NAYDD VADRIK GELDGURSA?  RALTYN BAEERABER!" printed on it.  He constantly twitches and shivers, his bloodshot eyes never lingering on any single point for long.

Vitality: +3
Endurance: -2
Bravery: +0
Intuition: +1
Strength: +1
Luck: +0

Marksmanship: +0
CQC: +1
Control: +2
Agility: +2
Stealth: +2

Inventory:
N73 Wanton Combat Shotgun (18/21)
+Suppressor
2x Smoke Grenade

Spoiler: Chaoskl21 (click to show/hide)

Name: Dan "The Man" Smith
Description: A taller man with a brown mullet and beard. He is wearing a black baseball cap, Aerosmith t-shirt, and leather jacket. He looks calm and composed.

Vitality: -2
Endurance: +0
Bravery: +1
Intuition: +1
Strength: +0
Luck: +3

Marksmanship: +3
Control: +1
Stealth: +1
Persuasion: +2

Inventory:
N3 "Brisk" Sniper Rifle
N99 "Rabid" Machine Pistol

Spoiler: Parisbre56 (click to show/hide)

Name: Snippy
Description: A creepy guy with goggles and a constant too-wide grin. Somehow manages to lug a giant rifle around despite being incredibly lanky. Is precise as all hell.

Vitality: +0
Endurance: +1
Bravery: +0
Intuition: +1
Strength: +3
Luck: -2

Marksmanship: +4
CQC: +2

Inventory:
N60 "Prim" Anti-Materiel Rifle (9/10)
Spear
Radio

Spoiler: Lenglon (click to show/hide)

Name: Erin
Description: A small-ish woman with long-ish dark hair in a ponytail and purple eyes, she is very direct in conversation, going from objective to objective with very little smalltalk. She has some old scars on her left arm that seem indicative of regular injections in that area, but they've mostly faded, with no recent exposure. She wears gloves the vast majority of the time, and walks slightly hunched over anytime she isn't paying attention to her posture. She actually enjoys the feel of wind, goes running for fun routinely, and would go skydiving if she could afford to do so.

Stats:
Vitality: +1
Endurance: +3
Bravery: +0
Intuition: +1
Strength: +0
Luck: -2

Skills:
Marksmanship: +2
CQC: +1
Control: +2
Agility: +0
Medical: +2

Inventory:
Patrol Armor
N13 "Brave" Assault Rifle
Fire Axe
Radio
Advanced Medkit
Flashlight
Goggles
Ear protection
Small pocketknife.
Good pair of boots
Small notepad and two pens
Cellphone
A piece of red cellophane and a couple rubber bands
Energy bar.
Water bottle (full)

Spoiler: Dustan Hache (click to show/hide)

Name: Mallo Brekson
Description: A reclusive Library-goer with a (unwanted) bond to one of Nyarlthotep's aspects.

Vitality: +0
Endurance: +1
Bravery: +0
Intuition: +3
Strength: +1
Luck: -2

CQC: +1
Agility: +1
Stealth: +2
Medical: +2
Technology: +0
Elsic Knowledge: +1

Inventory:
Machete

[syvarris]

"Kehehehe..."

Skitter over to the wounded enemy, and loot him of any weapons.  Then shove the tip of the shotgun's suppressor into his forehead, pushing his head down into the ground.  Shoot if he produces a weapon and tries to use it.

[Parisbre56]

"Ooooooaahhh......"

Find some cover close to the advanced team and scan the area beyond. The sound of gunfire and the screams might attract more targets. Notify the rest of the team if any are found.

[Dustan Hache]

"Why am I stuck with a bunch of sadists..."
Scout out the rest of the way for any more patrols or guards. Someone else is bound to have heard the gunfire.

[chaotick21]

I'll cover you
Put away my sniper, and take out my pistol. Follow behind Mallo, and look for other enemies.

[Lenglon]

Amputated entire arm, fatal blood loss in about 5 seconds, death itself will take a bit longer.
If they're standing there screaming with an amputated limb instead of trying to tourniquet it, they're already dead, they just don't know it yet.
And of course, he's trying to take him prisoner when they're seconds from passing out.
Upon seeing the dying person being taken prisoner, I move up to apply a tourniquet to their armhole. I have serious doubts I'll make it in time to save their life, but it might keep them conscious long enough to answer our shotgunner's questions.
((5 seconds to fatal blood loss rule is from Army first responder training. Its assumed the cause of the amputation is an explosion, and is why everyone in a combat zone has a designated pocket on their uniform containg a tourniquet.))

[Egan_BW]

"Kehehehe..."

Skitter over to the wounded enemy, and loot him of any weapons.  Then shove the tip of the shotgun's suppressor into his forehead, pushing his head down into the ground.  Shoot if he produces a weapon and tries to use it.

I'll cover you
Put away my sniper, and take out my pistol. Follow behind Mallo, and look for other enemies.

"Ooooooaahhh......"

Find some cover close to the advanced team and scan the area beyond. The sound of gunfire and the screams might attract more targets. Notify the rest of the team if any are found.

Amputated entire arm, fatal blood loss in about 5 seconds, death itself will take a bit longer.
If they're standing there screaming with an amputated limb instead of trying to tourniquet it, they're already dead, they just don't know it yet.
And of course, he's trying to take him prisoner when they're seconds from passing out.
Upon seeing the dying person being taken prisoner, I move up to apply a tourniquet to their armhole. I have serious doubts I'll make it in time to save their life, but it might keep them conscious long enough to answer our shotgunner's questions.

"Why am I stuck with a bunch of sadists..."
Scout out the rest of the way for any more patrols or guards. Someone else is bound to have heard the gunfire.

Synlocar moves with an unnatural un-grace, shuffling into the road and switching on his flashlight. The light reveals several corpses and a dying woman. He kneels down and snatches up the pistol on her belt. A Mk9.
In response, she draws a knife and stabs him in the chest. [-3 HP]
"Void claim your soul." she says, before being destroyed.


The team inspects what remains of the enemy. Three of them are very similar. Plain clothes, with blue surgical masks and gloves. They were armed with pistols and knives.
The other corpse still grips her Brisk rifle. The gas mask and helmet she was wearing have both been heavily damaged by the shotgun blast which caved in her skull.


You may now proceed to the next area. No resistance exists between here and the house.

Spoiler: Map (click to show/hide)

Hub: Highwayn [Cleared]
   Spoke: Road to the Manor [Cleared] [THOU ART HERE]
   Spoke: Woods
   
Hub: Outside Manor

Spoiler: syvarris (click to show/hide)

Name: Synlocar
Description: A small and quiet young man wearing all black, with a hoodie and bandana concealing his features.  He leaves his hoodie open, showing off a black T-shirt with the words "NAYDD VADRIK GELDGURSA?  RALTYN BAEERABER!" printed on it.  He constantly twitches and shivers, his bloodshot eyes never lingering on any single point for long.

Health: 10/13
Stamina: 8/8
Resolve: 11/11
Lucidity: 11/11

Vitality: +3
Endurance: -2
Bravery: +0
Intuition: +1
Strength: +1
Luck: +0

Marksmanship: +0
CQC: +1
Control: +2
Agility: +2
Stealth: +2

Inventory:
N73 Wanton Combat Shotgun (17/21)
+Suppressor
2x Smoke Grenade

Spoiler: Chaoskl21 (click to show/hide)

Name: Dan "The Man" Smith
Description: A taller man with a brown mullet and beard. He is wearing a black baseball cap, Aerosmith t-shirt, and leather jacket. He looks calm and composed.

Health: 8/8
Stamina: 10/10
Resolve: 11/11
Lucidity: 11/11

Vitality: -2
Endurance: +0
Bravery: +1
Intuition: +1
Strength: +0
Luck: +3

Marksmanship: +3
Control: +1
Stealth: +1
Persuasion: +2

Inventory:
N3 "Brisk" Sniper Rifle
N99 "Rabid" Machine Pistol

Spoiler: Parisbre56 (click to show/hide)

Name: Snippy
Description: A creepy guy with goggles and a constant too-wide grin. Somehow manages to lug a giant rifle around despite being incredibly lanky. Is precise as all hell.

Health: 10/10
Stamina: 11/11
Resolve: 10/10
Lucidity: 11/11


Vitality: +0
Endurance: +1
Bravery: +0
Intuition: +1
Strength: +3
Luck: -2

Marksmanship: +4
CQC: +2

Inventory:
N60 "Prim" Anti-Materiel Rifle (9/10)
Spear
Radio

Spoiler: Lenglon (click to show/hide)

Name: Erin
Description: A small-ish woman with long-ish dark hair in a ponytail and purple eyes, she is very direct in conversation, going from objective to objective with very little smalltalk. She has some old scars on her left arm that seem indicative of regular injections in that area, but they've mostly faded, with no recent exposure. She wears gloves the vast majority of the time, and walks slightly hunched over anytime she isn't paying attention to her posture. She actually enjoys the feel of wind, goes running for fun routinely, and would go skydiving if she could afford to do so.

Health: 11/11
Stamina: 13/13
Resolve: 10/10
Lucidity: 11/11

Stats:
Vitality: +1
Endurance: +3
Bravery: +0
Intuition: +1
Strength: +0
Luck: -2

Skills:
Marksmanship: +2
CQC: +1
Control: +2
Agility: +0
Medical: +2

Inventory:
Patrol Armor
N13 "Brave" Assault Rifle
Fire Axe
Radio
Advanced Medkit
Flashlight
Goggles
Ear protection
Small pocketknife.
Good pair of boots
Small notepad and two pens
Cellphone
A piece of red cellophane and a couple rubber bands
Energy bar.
Water bottle (full)

Spoiler: Dustan Hache (click to show/hide)

Name: Mallo Brekson
Description: A reclusive Library-goer with a (unwanted) bond to one of Nyarlthotep's aspects.

Health: 10/10
Stamina: 11/11
Resolve: 10/10
Lucidity: 12/12

Vitality: +0
Endurance: +1
Bravery: +0
Intuition: +3
Strength: +1
Luck: -2

CQC: +1
Agility: +1
Stealth: +2
Medical: +2
Technology: +0
Elsic Knowledge: +1

Inventory:
Machete

[Lenglon]

Tend to our shotgunner's knife wound.

"Kill first, then loot."

[chaotick21]

Take one of the knives

[Dustan Hache]

Forward. Scout the mansion out for various breach points.