Forgotten Freedom:10
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Location: Forgotten Freedom
Sa'vor lurks in the shadows, currently he's planning something big, something bigger than any other crime he's ever done.
Sa'vor: ( muttering under his breath)
Michael walks down the corridor, he spots Sa'vor.
Michael: Hey, New guy, what you doin'?
Sa'vor turns and smiles darkly.
Sa'vor: Planning a new crime for the crew, let's just say it'll be big enough for the captain to forget about all this interrogation business, and it will pay well, very well, more than you'd get for my bounty.
Michael: How well?
Sa'vor: VERY well, the exact figure hasn’t been calculated, I haven’t any reports from any of my contacts about the size of this Bank or its defenses.
Michael: Wait... you're planning a simple Bank job?
Sa'vor: Yes, except this is no ordinary Bank, this is biggest House Kundarak bank in the Mror holds.
In Sa'vor's mind Naz'roth: What the hell are you telling him that for!? Sa'vor: We need these incompetent fools to take the blame for our actions. Naz'roth: Yes, but surely the Paladin will be able to identify the item we want by its enormous power and I have yet find a way to shield that evil energy signature, we'd be playing right into the Silver Flame's hands. Sa'vor: We could always kill her Naz'roth: Not subtle enough, and anyway she'd be raised, no, we need to incapacitate her, perhaps Dtupid could be of some assistance...)
Michael: I have the feeling you just had a mental conversation without me
Naz'roth: Wait, how about we make the Paladin fall in love with our Blackguard friend, then she and he would be busy while we and the rest of this meat shield crew rob the bank! Sa'vor: Seems a bit risky, we could always have her abducted for the whole job... Naz'roth: No, this way we get on the Blackguard's side, he could be useful in the future) Sa'vor: My good friend, what would you say if I found a way to make Lisa love you?
Michael: there seems to be some strings attached here, but what the heck.
Location: Sa'vor/ Naz'roth's room
The next day, Sa'vor having spent all night brewing a special type of grog.
Michaeel: Is it ready?
Sa'vor: (smiles, removing a flask from the broth) Yes, now all you'll need is a sample of her hair or toenail clippings, then you place it in the broth, swirl it around a bit and drink it, the effects will last for about a month, it will make you completely irresistible to her, yes, I can make more of this broth if you require it in the future as long as I have the ingredients.
Michael: Thank god, I thought I’d never find a use for this sample of her hair ( removes a lock of her hair from pocket)
Sa'vor: How did you get that? ( Michael is about to speak but Sa'vor silences him) you know, I’d rather not know that, the effects are instantaneous, enjoy
Michael walks out
Naz'roth: Excellent, stage one of our plan is complete. Sa'vor: Yes, now we must gain the assistance of the Book Keeper's assistant Tabitha.
As Tabitha walks down the corridors, Sa'vor appears from the shadows before her.
Sa'vor: Hello, Miss Tabitha, I was wondering, since I'm planning a pretty large raid on a pretty famous house of Kundarak bank, what defenses would a certain bank have in its vaults and if possible could you mark them out on this map?
Removes map of the bank in question from pocket
Tabitha: What would I get from such an arrangement?
Sa'vor: Depends, what kind of assistance would you require?
Tabitha: Well, I have this old "friend" who's career has rocketed since I left House Kundarak, he's been quite a thorn in my side for some time.
Sa'vor: Where would I find this "friend" and I’d require a picture or some other method of identification for this "friend".
Naz'roth: Now, that's stage two in my diabolically fiendish plan complete, plus we've gained a few friends. Now we need to move on to the next stage, perpetrations for our distraction at the Bank Sa'vor: I think our little friend Pholly could be assistance for the beginning distraction, then we will enlist the help of Andrea and maybe Smig...
Much later, Sa'vor having gained the defenses marked out on the map.
Pholly is currently brewing some alchemist's fire, this batch seems likely not to explode.
Sa'vor appears from the shadows, causing Pholly to jump.
Pholly: Holy crap, I wish for once you people would stop doing that, Can't you see I'm trying to work here?
Sa'vor (looks down into the Alchemist's fire): Hmmmm, this will need to be much more explosive for what I’m planning to use this batch for.
Pholly: More explosive?!
Sa'vor: Yes, enough to blow apart about the size of a large town, I’m planning a big bank job in about two weeks, there will obviously be BIG rewards, and also, you'll get to cause a HUGE explosion.
Pholly: (stroking his chin) Well, I’ve always wanted to blow up part of a city and cause chaos, what’s the catch?
Sa'vor: Well... you'll possibly be caught in the blast unless you can somehow run REALLY fast and pass through walls, though from your seeming invincibility to even the most dangerous blasts I don’t think it will damage you too much.
Pholly: Well ... I’ve always wanted to cause a explosion of epic magnitudes.
Sa'vor: Excellent, well now, we best get started, the fermentation of this particular brew takes about a week, don’t worry, it's not unstable enough to be exploded by even the loudest noise...
They continue to brew the Alchemist's fire for a bout a day before Pholly is left in charge under the watchful eye of a homunculus
Naz'roth: You do realize that Twit won't be able to keep that batch intact for even a few hours. Sa'vor: Yes, that's why we should prepare a second batch just in case Naz'roth: Now all we need is to prepare the second and third distractions.
Norbaz stands in the kitchen, rather upset.
Norbaz: Sigh... third chili day in as many weeks that no one had any. Geeze, I even made it spicier. Well, better put it in storage with the other two vats and hope they don't eat through the containers again.
Kithle: Sa'vor I found your next distraction
Sa'vor: Wait what?
Kithle: Did you think the expanded brain case was purely decorative?
Sa'vor: So you -
Kithle: Yes, yes, no, yes, and 3. All you have to do is get Ketler to rig up a way to get the chili out of the storage chamber. Apparently 12 alarm de Norbaz is a registered weapon of mass destruction. Oh gods the images. I need to wash my brain, oh by the way you screw me over and I eat your brain and get some of your powers. I'd do it any way but I'm hoping to exterminate the redshirt and make sure he can't come back in the confusion.
Naz'roth: Well, thanks to Kithle's help we have our distractions, now, we have to convince the captain to take up this job, hopefully the chance of expanded riches and treasure will convince him to take up the job. but just in case we need a back-up plan Sa'vor: We could always just kill him if he doesn’t accept... Naz'roth: Don't be a fool, Sa'vor, some of the crew members are far too loyal, and anyway, we can't get pay from a dead man; not that he pays us much. we could always give him the plans to that brewery that we were going to raid for booze, that would get us on his good side.
Later in the mess (it was the only one with a big enough table)*
All crew members are present except from Micheal and Lisa, obviously something’s going right then*
Sa'vor: Captain Jarlot, I have a proposition for you. ( unfolds map) This is the dread Bank in the Mror holds, this bank has the largest vaults on Eberron and possibly Khyber, oceans of gold and platinum lie within, along with various Pieces of artwork and such, all worth a lot, along with many powerful artifacts that you would probably be interested in. Any questions before I begin to unfold my plan?
Dooj: ( raising a hand) Yeah, I have one, how the hell do you expect us to rob the most impenetrable bank in the known world, I mean, I may be stupid but I’m not insanely suicidal, isn't there an army guarding this thing?
(Other crew members nod in the background)
Sa'vor: A very good point, the army won't be present when we rob this bank, since they will be busy dealing with our various distractions, the first of which will be an explosion about the size of a large township, approximately here ( points at the rich side of the hold) then, Andrea will unleash a horde of zombies that will cause destruction and mayhem in the slums, then we will unleash Norbaz's chili within the fortresses of the clan leaders, at this time we will have infiltrated the inside of the fortress, then we will avoid and disable all the traps and drain the vaults of their gold and items of use to us, any other questions?
Jarlot: Assuming we don’t want all this gold, what will we gain from this ?
Sa'vor: Well, I have a plan of a brewery that we could raid, quality stuff...
Some murmurs of " hmmm... brewery".
Sa'vor goes over his extensive plan .
Sa'vor: Any questions?
Norbaz: Yeah, what do you have against my chili?
Sa'vor: It's nothing personal, it's just that it's melting through the vats, that's all
Pholly leaves the room to check on the alchemist's fire.
Mickey: Well, what will happen to the person who detonates the alchemist's fire bomb?
Sa'vor: He dies, that's why Pholly has been assigned that job
A murmur of agreement from the crew with a few cheers here and there
Stupid: Beep
Sa'vor stares at Stupid for a moment before looking around to see any other hands up
Marish: And what’s my job again?
Sa'vor: Well, your job is to seduce the young guard at the Vault areas doors, Dooj, I need you as general muscle, Chalky and Smig will hold up the rear, Norbaz, you and the captain will be in the centre, other crew members shall place themselves whereever they feel, though I would prefer parden and any other mage prone to causing explosions by aCool Cthulhuident will be our front line, Stupid, you'll be a human shield for the more important crew members, Kanatash, you'll probably enjoy being our fourth distraction by going the opposite direction to us with Kithle and the other aberrations and raining fire and death on the guards to attract their attention. and this is the last chance for questions.
Jarlot: Afterwards, how will we flee since we'll be so loaded down with gold?
Sa'vor: ...
Naz'roth: We did make that second Alchemist's fire bomb right? Sa'vor: yes Naz'roth: There’s our getaway distraction, nuke anything that comes our way. Sa'vor: I thought you liked subtlety? Naz'roth: There are times when an explosion works just as well. Sa'vor: I made a second bomb, just in case we get followed. Naz'roth: Or that fool Pholly survives the first. Naz'roth: And now our plan is 3/4'ths complete!
Squishy: I have "obtained", through less than legal means, the umberhulks of several other neogi. Would they be of any help during the bank job? Also on a completely unrelated note, has anyone seen my pet black tentacles?
Kithle: I have an objection, shouldn't we send team pathetic in as one of our auxiliary distractions while Me and Hoybee rain down fire and death? Frankly I don't wish to associate with them and aside from the floating lenscrafters add they have no ranged capabilities. Plus it would be almost as funny as that time Stupid tried to count.
S'avor: You have a fair point, Kithle, but have you noticed that whatever our friend Hoybee casts tends to be the opposite of what he thought he memorized, he’s potentially more dangerous to us than he is to the enemy. Kanatash is much more efficient ... even in his insane state, and anyway that retarded illithid and friends have to do something useful.
Naz'roth: Even if they end up as arrow shields for the more powerful members of the crew. Sa'vor: True enough.
Sa'vor: I think I saw Squishy's pet black tentacles below deck, hunting for redshirts.
(Horrible scream from below)
Dooj: I believe that would be them.
(More screams, whole crew shivers)
Devon: Well, I can't be hanging around with you lot all day, I’ve got a date to go to...
Exits from the mess hall.
Jarlot: This woman’s probably held against her will, we should ... rescue her...
Dooj stands up.
Dooj: Yeah, she could be .... hurt.
They both leave.
Micky: Well, I’m going back to my quarters, its about 5pm, Pholly should be exploding by now...
The ship rocks slightly, a large bang sounds, sounds of splintering wood.
Sa'vor: Well, that could not have been the Alchemist's fire bomb, we'd all be dead if that was so, and I’ve made sure that idiot can't set it off. Naz'roth: You mean I made sure that idiot can't set it off... yet.
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