originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]The group entered Dojoville, and Royal started leading them towards a safe house [/b]
"All will be explained."
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Reese: Not much, just a few stale tracks. We did find a carcass though, but it looked old, and Cross pointed out how recent the tripwires were set.
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"Tripwires? Are we even sure they're traps?" [i]"Certain. If they were trying to capture animals, they'd do it better" [/i]
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Cross: Yes, however I've learned that this is actually how they fortify walls if they're aren't as many patrol squadrons. Tripwire, pitfalls, the like.
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"Fortifying positions through traps.... Interesting to say the least."
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Mortar: But obviously effective, considering without seeing that line we'd still be looking for more people. Let's just keep our heads up and make sure just in case.
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"Don't you mean keep our heads down? Tripwires are on the ground."
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Mortar: You know what I mean, Roy. Let's have some ahead for traps and some behind for troops
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"I'll stay back. Move with the shadows." [b]He walked towards one of trees, develolving into a ball of Shadow and disappearing [/b]
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*Mortar nods, staying low* Kross, you see anything yet?
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[b]He stopped, motioning for the others to stop as well[/b]
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*Mortar stops, looking around. He stopped breathing, listening to the slight footsteps round him*
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[b]Kross picked up a stick and threw it forward. It crashed against the ground and suddenly a net was pulled upward toward the trees[/b]
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*Mortar sighs, getting up. However, it doesn't seem too good as he looks around, noticing that they are surrounded by Exiled snipers, assault rifles on their backs* Oh, damn it, it's Bravo Squadron
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[i]"Unfortunate ? Were we not searching for the Exiled?"[/i]
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Reese: Yes, we were, but it's fairly obvious they found us first...
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[i]"Well than, shall we attack?"[/i]
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Mortar: Not yet... Hold your ground. *Mortar calls out to them* Hello there Delta Squadron, how are you this fine day?
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[i]"Did you not say that this was Beta? "[/i]
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*As Royal says that, a larger group of people surrounds the archers, weapons pointed at them* Cross: Oh, wait, how did you know they were here Mortar? Mortar: I saw them looking through the trees...
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[spoiler]Kross, not Royal. [/spoiler] [i]"Ah.... I am somewhat confused. "[/i]
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Mortar: As am I
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[i]"Perhaps we should call for Kross?"[/i]
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[spoiler]I'll redo this, it got confusing.[/spoiler] *Mortar stands up to reveal he and the group are surrounded by archers*
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[spoiler]Yeah it did[/spoiler] [b]Kross:[/b] "Oh Gwyn." [b]The Lord of Cinder glanced around the area, placing his hand on the hilt of his Blade [/b]
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*As he did a large man bearing a silver cutlass approached Mortar* Mortar: Jacob. How are you and your folks doing this fine day? *It was obvious that his tone was somewhat sarcastic with a tinge of concern, and this didn't please the man much. He took his cutlass and hit Mortar with the flat side, leaving a stinging red mark* Man: Don't get cheeky with us.