conversations: human
conversations:  Night settled over the great city of Il-Betresor. The largest city of the great twelve, containing within it the entirety of a nation. At the sundering of the world long ago Il-Betresor was sliced from the ground and contained within it's own pocket dimension. Here the light shone still through the use of magics now long since forgotten. Gone were the mages of old and in their place had risen a new magic. Science.
  
  The scientists had built great clockwork contraptions all about the mighty city to aid it in the daily running of the great metropolis, and the largest of these towered over the mightiest of the city's buildings creating an endless cacophany of whirs and grinding sounds that rang out across the now darkened streets. This noise had become a sound of comfort to it's residents, for with that noise they knew that the air they breathe can continue and the food they eat will be freshly made in the morning. They know that the sewers and other neccessary contraptions can continue to work in a realm where the laws of physics are not complete.
  
  High about the city is a massive gridwork of wooden walkways, rope bridges and strange up-side-down huts. Tied to the wooden walkways are hundreds of the mighty airships employed by the alliance to ferry goods between the twelve cities. This series of multi-layered docks are linked to the lower city by clockwork and steam driven elevators, the mighty steel lifts constantly rising and lowering with either human passengers or the cargo destined for far off places.
  
  Surrounding the city is just one great wall. The might wall of Il-Betresor stands almost two hundred foot high, again linked to the city with a complex system of pulley-lifts and elevators. On top of the wall is the majority of the armed forces of the city, hundreds of cannons and thousands of musketeers are stored within the barracks, patrols frequently move back and forward across the great stone works.
  The city has just three gates, two of these are long since rusted shut now that they lead to no-where. Just one gate stands, and it too has long stood closed and barred, reinforced with a huge pile of stones. Beyond this gate is the great rift, the entrace to the rest of the world. Through the rift the airships fly out to the other eleven cities reinforcing and resupplying them in the never-ending war against the forces of evil that now control almost the entire world. Every now and then a series of shots will ring out through the darkness as the troopers on the wall take shots at the mindless evil monstrosities that frequently build up outside.
  
  Standing out in contrast to this were the old towers, rumored to once have belonged each to a powerful mage, more than ten thousand scatter throughout the city, the pure white smooth stone still solid even to the modern day. These are now mostly used by the city watch, bells and torches mounted into the top of each. Some have had buildings built into them and turned into lookout towers for the attached government buildings.
  
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  9:15PM on the dot (for those who have clocks in their homes) a series of explosions rocked the city. More than a few of the massive clockwork machines that serve the city exploded in an impressive display of demolition. Pieces of the mahcines rained down around the various districts. The force of the explosions woke anyone who was sleeping and caught the attention of all. For a moment all was deadly silent, no one knew what was happening.
  Then came the cries, in all districts, all 33 of them.
    "Republican's to the district hall!"  
  
  The Crown was under attack by rebels!!
  
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  You are each in your quarters/bedroom or wherever you would be around 9:15PM at night. As each of you start to prepare the first gunshots sound across the city.
conversations: Gaiyamato:
conversations: human
conversations:  In his bedchamber, Emerius hears the explosions and his pulse quickens.
   Battle !
    Finally, a chance to show those ungrateful peasants what comes of not knowing your place  , he thinks to himself.
  Calling on the power of Savnok, Emerius summons his armour.
  With sword and shield at the ready he heads out to face the enemy on the killing-fields.
conversations: Rainbow Servant:
conversations: human
conversations:  The Supernatural: Although magic as a whole has left the world, there are some who can still use the supernatural, such as Binders, calling on spirits to aid them in- 
  
  David stops writing when he hears the explosions.
  
   "Guess they're actually starting this rebellion. This won't do. No it won't." 
  
  David gathers up his papers and grabs his pistol, opening a chest to get some light leather armour. He then heads outside.
conversations: Volthawk:
conversations: human
conversations:  Startled by the explosion, Henry jolts awake and rolls awkwardly out of bed, landing on the floor with a crash. " Ugh, you gotta be kidding me ," he groans, one bloodshot eye checking the position of the sun through the window. Working in the royal armory had it's perks, but flexible hours could not be listed among them. A rush order of guns and shot had kept him up for 48 hours prior, and this was supposed to be his day off to go to sleep early. Still, he had had six hours, it would have to be enough.
  
  He picks himself up, leaving his sheets tangled on the floor, and pokes his head out the window, observing the chaos for a few seconds. The crisp air slightly refreshes him, and, leaving the window open, he quickly gathers his leather armor and his gear. He locks the window and heads out, taking time only to load his musket and strap on his armor before heading towards the district hall.
conversations: Grendus:
conversations: human
conversations:  Each of you approach a crossroads that merges the streets into a major thoroughfare that leads toward the District Hall. At the interesction is one of the Royal Musketeer Captain and eight Muksteers assembling with six other pro-Royalist volunteers. Several guns are aimed at you as you approach.
  
   "Declare your intentions for being out on this night!"  Calls the Captain.
conversations: Gaiyamato:
conversations: human
conversations:  The baronet approaches the guards confidently.  "I am the Baronet Emerius Voxhall, and I  intend  to put a stop to this pitiful rebellion. Tell me how serious the situation is, Captain."  
conversations: Rainbow Servant:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Baronet Voxhall, of course. I am sorry my lord. I have orders to hold this road and prevent access to the District hall from this direction."  he pauses for a moment.
   "We do have word that a large group of rebels are forming in the market to the east. The fight may get a little rough. We would be honoured if you would join us, and to be honest we will likely require the assistance." 
conversations: Gaiyamato:
conversations: human
conversations:  "This rebellion won't do. It just won't do at all." 
conversations: Volthawk:
conversations: human
conversations:  @Volt
   
   Spoiler 
  
  The Captain has hailed you as well, you need to respond or they will shoot you.
   
conversations: Gaiyamato:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Need to stop the rebellion. I'm here to help." 
conversations: Volthawk:
conversations: human
conversations:  The Captain peers closely at the newest comer.
   "Indeed, as you say. Then you shall join us and help us to hold this point, won't you." 
conversations: Gaiyamato:
conversations: human
conversations:  "I see. Are you expecting reinforcements, or shall we be taking the initiative and leading a valiant charge against our foes?" 
conversations: Rainbow Servant:
conversations: human
conversations:  "Neither my Lord. The city is in chaos, so I expect nothing just yet, and I have orders to hold at this crossroads. I was planning on maybe just getting some furniture out here and forming a barricade to assist us.
  
  Most of those attacking will be untrained lower social class types at any rate, so I do not think we have overly much to fear." 
conversations: Gaiyamato:
conversations: human
conversations:  " I'm lookin' for broads, " Henry says, carefully making sure his gun is pointed at the ground so the guards don't feel threatened. Truth be told, he didn't like loaded guns, and he really didn't like loaded guns pointed at  him !
  
  " Point those cannons down, I'm on your side, and if the rumors are anything to go by you're going to need my help tonight. " He swings the gun up over his shoulder, very carefully arcing it's angle so it never points anywhere near the soldiers.
conversations: Grendus:
conversations: human
conversations:  "How irritating. Were I in change, I would just crush the opposition and be done with it. I suppose setting up defenses here is the next best option.
  Very well, I shall stay to keep up the mens morale. Let it not be said that Baronet Emerius Corbin Voxhall shirks his duty." 
  The baronet examines the nearby buildings to see which would contain useful resources for building a barricade.
conversations: Rainbow Servant:
conversations: human
conversations:  The captain nods at Henry's declaration.  "You are welcome to assist." 
   "My Lord, we do not yet know to what extent the rebellion has gained arms. Rushing forward could likely get us all killed if we are outnumbered and out-gunned. Your presence will certainly be a great boost, I am sure we shall see them off in due course." 
   "Now my fellows."  He says to the gathering in general.  "Who here is a good long range shot? I need all blunderbus, pistol and melee to remain here, I want the best four musketeers up in some of these higher buildings as lookouts. Everyone else will remain here and help to build the barricade." 
  
  He turns to one of the Royal Musketeers with him.  "Sergeant Avarius. Take three men into that house over there..." he points to a rather well-to-do looking merchant's house. "  and requisition us furniture and anything we can hide behind.
conversations: Gaiyamato:
conversations: human
conversations:  Spoiler 
  
  *bumping as a reminder to subscribers*
   
conversations: Gaiyamato:
conversations: human
conversations:  Emerius stands around looking important, his sword at the ready.
conversations: Rainbow Servant:
conversations: human
conversations:  Fifteen minutes pass as the defenders set up a rather thick and solid barricade across the street 5 meters back from the curb. Snipers are set up in the higher buildings and doors that could allow the enemy to flank them are nailed shut.
  Just in time also as the beat of a drum and the sound of many feet marching, not in time, but with purpose, can be heard from further up the street to each side of the intersection.
  
   
   Spoiler 
  
  Note roughly your position and any pre-battle prepararation if any.
   
conversations: Gaiyamato:
conversations: human
conversations:  David crouches behind the barricade, pistol ready.
conversations: Volthawk:
conversations: human
conversations:  Taking cover in a nearby door niche with sword drawn and shield readied, the baronet's blood quickens at the thought of impending battle.
  
   Edit: Hope you don't mind, but I thought it'd be easier this way. 
conversations: Rainbow Servant:
conversations: human
conversations:  Spoiler 
  
  There is a door niche just in front of the wall you can use.
   
conversations: Gaiyamato: