Moving Out

"Moving Out" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
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Deo left a note on her counter as she finished strapping her armor on. It was raid day. Well the day they left Haligan to do the raid anyways. She gathered up all the arrows she had, two quivers of 60 in total. She took one last look around from the doorway before closing the door and heading out. With a whistle Barry Manilow flew down next to her. She smiled and gently stroked his snout. “Today’s the day.” She said. The Archer walked through the square to where Grey and the others were gathering. “Hey sis. Ye ready?” She asked with a grin as she approached the chief.
akkeyagentofhelheim 
Dark amber eyes, almost as if they were burnt where they sat underneath blonde bangs and large glasses, flicked from rebel to half breed to Haligan resident as they readied for the flight to Castaway Dungeon. He stayed hidden above them, silently checking off faces he knew and faces he didn’t to himself as Virion grunted apprehensively behind him, as if wondering when they would be on the move again.
Chief Grey and her family, Ericsons, ah yes there’s the lovely Commander, Haralsons, Verdiles, Arnasons, Nala– “She probably already knows we’re here, eh boy?” he interrupted his mental checklist to laugh aloud, receiving another grunt from the Rumblehorn. He continued his list, pushing his spectacles up his nose, Another demon, hm, don’t know those guys, that’s gonna be fun. And the goat–they’re probably working together on that thing– There was a conspicuous hum that filled the air, and a few unfamiliar to the sound looked up curiously. Ah, speak of the nix. Ooh, with him in tow!
Hunter stepped off the portal onto solid ground with a dorky tip of his hat and a friendly grin, partly obscuring the small but not unknown figure behind him as she closed the portal with a soft pop.
“Hey, everybody! Room for one more?” he said.
lbigreyhound13 
The Chief was about to respond to Deoiridh when a noise came from behind her and Brandt. She looked and widened her eyes at the sight of the man stepping out of the portal, and her smile was not too far behind. She immediately recognized the man who saved her life after Satine attempted to murder her.
“Hunter?!” Grey said as she ran over to him with arms wide open. 
aria-of-house-elysios 
Meranym watches the group assemble as she waits around the corner. So many people she’d never met. She looked down at her clothes. They weren’t her style - the fabric was rough, and the colors were dark - but they were the best she could make with what she had. She pushes a few loose curls away form her face. The one thing she disliked about having curls: they didn’t like to stay put in a bun.
With a sigh, she rounds the corner and walks into the square. “Ch-Chief?” She calls, her voice still relatively soft.
hubwalker1 
Deoiridh watches as Grey runs off to hug Hunter. She crosses her arms, impatient to get the raid on with. Her eyebrows jump slightly as she hears a soft voice call out through the crowd. She turns and sees Nym. “Oh hey dear.” She says with a smile. “What brings ye hear?” She asks.“ Everythin’ alright?”
aria-of-house-elysios 
Meranym looks up at Deoiridh, wringing her hands. “I… I want to help. I want to be useful.”
hubwalker1 
Deo smiled at her and gently put her hands on her shoulders. “I appreciate that ye want teh help, and ah’m not against it, but I just want ye teh know it could be dangerous. We’re hoping teh get in an out quietly but ye never know. Are ye still sure want teh help?”
hookedhookless 
The Arbiter rumbled and awakened, thick black dust fell around him as he moved for the first time since their scouting party. The dust was heavy and plentiful. Firkugaan felt  it as is fell. Not a good sign. He thought to himself as he rose. The dust began to swirl and light up as it connected itself to him. He placed his focus on the dungeon and sat to wait for the people of haligan. 
lbigreyhound13 
As soon as she and Hunter briefly spoke, the Chief watched as Deoiridh and Meranym talked. The young girl wished to help, and she was able to see that Deoiridh was taking care of it. However, she stood close by listening in on the conversation in case she needed to step in. 
“As soon as everyone is ready,” Grey said to Brandt, “we can start moving out.”
Her husband nodded. “The quicker and quieter this mission goes, the better.”
“I agree,” the Chief replied. “Haddock and the other rebels were good friends of mine, but…I want to do this right. No bloodshed, no lost lives, no casualties, no wars. We need to do what we planned and get those prisoners somewhere safe.”
“I know,” Brandt said, “but we may not be able to avoid High Central answering back. Once they figure this out, they’ll want to retaliate.”
“Of course, and that’s when we worry about the war part. Right now, it’s just a rescue and that’s it.”
tree-the-cat 
The Warden nodded at Hunter as he approached where she leaned up against the nearest building, towering over everyone else as usual. In the back of her mind, she was coordinating messages between the members of the tribe, trying to keep the anxiety rushing through her essence to a minimum. There was a lot to keep track of, a lot that had to go right, and a lot that could go wrong. And they weren’t even to the dungeon yet. 
Liam met up with Kendra with Verdandi in tow, both with packs on their shoulders and weapons ready to use. Liam kept his head ducked low; he didn’t want to accidentally meet Vox’s eyes if the man happened to be in the area. 
Also near Grey and Nala stood a man in a long olive coat, poring over several pages of notes while a tiny half-breed hung close to his side, looking anxiously around at the crowd. “I st-st-still don’t see him,” she whispered, rocking from one foot to the other. Darien looked down sympathetically at her and scanned the island with his mind, accidentally brushing up against the Warden.
Yes?
Oh, um…no sign of Milae?
None. The mage felt a rumble of irritation. He has been gone since yesterday.
Fantastic. “Don’t worry, Tulli. He’ll show up. He always does.”
hubwalker1 
Lila walks up to Nala. “So are we ready?” She asks. Hand resting on the pommel of her sword.
demon-in-the-dungeon 
As ready as we’ll ever be. She stood up from the wall and broadened her mind to everyone else, doing one last sweep over everyone that was planning to begin the trek to Wutne. Mount up. We move out now. 
Darien came up beside Lila and handed her the last of his notes and the pages he used to keep track of supplies. “Good luck, Commander.”
Category:BOTGD 2
Category:Act I
Category:Events
Category:Darien Whiteland
Category:Lila Ericson
Category:The Warden
Category:Hunter Lindholm
Category:Liam Arnason
Category:Kendra Arnason
Category:Verdandi Østergård
Category:Tulli
Category:Meranym
Category:Deoiridh Tuathanach
Category:Akkey Black
Category:Jin Juro
Category:Virion