Shadows of the Last Alliance: Shadow's Rising (in character)

[Senkennomei]

[ooc]What is the condition of the soil beneath Isu-dras' feet?[/ooc]

[Poseptune]

[ic=Kaine] "Huh", is the only response Kaine gives. He takes a bite of the redfruit in his hands. "Why do they hate the warforged so much?", Kaine finally says with a few pieces of fruit flying from his mouth. He turns the fruit slightly and takes another bite, waiting for a response from the halfling.[/ic]

[Captain Obvious]

The soil is mostly sand and dirt, but it has been packed solid by decades of feet walking across it.

[ic=halfling] "Who knows with those crazies. A lot of them are just nervous and are getting dragged along. Mostly i think they're just afraid of change. The worst of them are the religious types. Going on and on about them being sacreligious and an afront to god. Me, i say as long as they do a good days work and leave me be, then let em do what they please." [/ic]

[ooc] whoops, sorry. Senk, make a spot check. the rest of you as well when you get closer[/ooc]

[Senkennomei]

[ic=Isu-dras]Holding his ground, Isu-dras shifts his feet into a defensive stance in the event that the mob should attack. His eyes carefully dart about the bustling crowd as it fast approaches, though to onlookers his composure appears to be one of total calm.[/ic]

[ooc]Spot Check: [dice]1d20+3[/dice]

Isu-dras' spells for the day:
Nimbus of Light (Complete Divine)
Divine Favor (PhB)
Domain Spell: Waste Strider (Sandstorm)[/ooc]

[Captain Obvious]

[ic=@ Isu-dras] Most of the bystanders appear to have pulled back and no one seems about to leap to stand with you. Several members of the mob are begining to slow down, seeing you in the road, but those at the forefront do not appear to be slowing down. As you stare them down, you get a better look at what they are carrying. What you at first mistook for a suit of armour, in fact contains a person, although something about them doesn't look quite right. Is it perhaps some sort of manikin? [/ic]

[ic=halfling] Glancing at the mob he excalaims, "oh no. They actually nabbed one this time. This'll bring the damn cloaks down on us all."[/ic]

[Senkennomei]

[ic=Isu-dras]Watching some of the mob members continue their brisk pace, the asherati decides with much reluctancy to make himself more noticed. It has been a long time since he has been able to elude the bounty hunters for so long, but the actions of this mob are ones of cruel intentions, and for that he will not stand.

Raising his arm before him, Isu-dras holds his ground. As the foremost members of the mob are within a spear's reach before him, the cleric snaps his wrist up into a stopping gesture, and his flesh flares to life. Light pours through the folds in his silk bindings, and Isu-dras' face becomes lost in the brilliant white light shed by his skin. Opening his mouth beneath its swathes, the asherati booms, "Stop!" in a commanding timbre, the usual rasp in his voice lost in its raised tone.[/ic]

[ooc]Supa, in case said mannequin is a warforged, for future reference Constructs (such as warforged) are incapable of wearing armor.[/ooc]

[Captain Obvious]

[ic] Crying out in surprise, the mob comes to a half and so of the stragglers near the back and sides fall back or begin to cower. The ringleaders at the front stop so suddenly they nearly drop the figure they are carrying and you can now clearly see the armour and the being inside to be one adn the same. All but one of the leaders pull back  and begin to whisper amongt themselves. The one who remains is a grizzled  man in a blacksmith's apron, and he carries a large sledgehammer.[/ic]

[ic=smith]"Who the hell d'you think you are then. You can't stop us from dealing with this peice of junk. It's just a tool." He shouts, raising his hammer slightly and glancing at his comrades for support. There are a few scattered replies, but for the most part, the mob looks very nervous.[/ic]

[Poseptune]

[ooc]Spot Check: [dice]1d20+6[/dice][/ooc]

[Captain Obvious]

[ic=@Gugaba and Kaine]Looking at the mob you see the frontrunners to be carrying what looks like a full suit of armour above them but, judging by the expresion of the halfling, this must be one of the warforged he spoke of. Standing in the now clear path of the mob is a single man swathedd in black cloth. As the mob continues towards him he holds out his hand and yells stop, and a flash of intense light seems to emanate from his body, shinning out through the cracks in his clothing. With this, most of the mob comes to a rapid halt and stands around looking nervous, while one burly smith from the front stands facing tthe stranger and begins yelling at him. You can't quite make out his words, but he is obviously angry.[/ic]

[Poseptune]

[ic=Kaine]
Kaine watches the man as he takes another bite of his refruit. "I wonder what that fool is doing. He is either very brave or very stupid to stand in front of a raging mob"[/ic]

[Raelifin]

[ic=Gugaba]"I'm going to go with stupid. If the redcloaks show up, he'll be at their mercy." Wanting to not be caught with food in his hands should trouble erupt, the goblin passes the kabobs to his left hand and begins eating with vigor.[/ic]

[Senkennomei]

[ic=Isu-dras]"A tool does not require the aid of a mob." Isu-dras shoots back at the blacksmith. "And I think I am a patron of Zoser, and that you would happen to be a smith."

Isu-dras' skin returns to its usual red rust coloration, and the asherati folds his arms as his sun lenses stare emotionlessly at the blacksmith. "Tell me, why is it that you, a man whose profession is to create tools, wishes to destroy the very thing you have built your life upon?" He glances at the figure trapped within the metal armor, "And what has this 'tool' done to you to deserve its own destruction?"[/ic]

[Captain Obvious]

[ic=Smith]"They're taking work out of the hands of honest tradesmen and workers. And besides, they're unnatural. How is is livin? There ain't no spirit. Hell, there ain't even none of that magic nonsense. Just some wheels and steam. How can you call that alive? Am i right?" he shouts, glancing at his increasingly nervous comrades. There are a few yells in answer, but they all come from those safely at the back. "Besides, I heard one of them was what killed the Berholt family. Even their kid. Not to mention all those people going missing. People ain't safe no more. Well, i ain't gonna stand for it any longer. If a tool don't do what it's 'sposed to, you melt it down to make ones that do." And with that he lifts his hammer and strides over to pick up the crippled warforged. "This is for Berholts and all the rest of us real people," he yells while winding up for a crushing blow. [/ic]

[ooc] Give me your actions guys. And do an initiative roll after your initial action. [/ooc]

[Raelifin]

[ic=Gugaba]Gugaba watches with intrest but at the same time his yellow eyes dart about, nervously looking for an easy exit.[/ic]

[Poseptune]

[ooc]How far away from the mob are we?[/ooc]