A Report to The Red Blades

[Lanemeyer]

The young girl was wearing her red armor as usual, walking through the streets at the Trade Tier, she did stop in front of the Red Blades Headquarters.

"Here we are." She said to the man who was by her side.

"Lets continue, Andy. " Said Cirion with a nod.

Both walked inside the building. Once inside, many of the Red Blades stared at Cirion but left the man walk freely once he was in company of one of them. As Andy was walking through inside with Cirion, she was saluting every single one from the guild with respect and proud until they got in a big room with a few Red Blades and the leader of the guild.

"Lord Vaer." Andy bowed. "I bring a report to you, sir. Came to my ears that the Bloodmain Orcs have been spotted moving a lot of their forward troops to their flanks as they seemed overconfident. Also, I was informed that they are in possess of an artifact called The Cube. However, this information came through a mouth that could be speaking lies, once I do not trust in this person. His name is Nocte, he is a tiefling with an extremely evil soul. I did sense it when I was staring into his eyes." Andy then motioned Cirion to get closer. "And this is Cirion, he wishes his voice to be heard by the Red Blades."

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[Cirion]

*begins with explaining his actions as he was moving in to the building with Andy* As Cirion was walking in he couldn't help but look around and study the inside of the building. Strange that after being in Sundren for such a long time yet he never actually walked inside Red Blades Headquarters. His eyes studied the floor, ceiling, walls, and even people. He was curious to look across the 'style' of the place and people but also how everyone carried themselves in the area.

But as they were nearing a door -near the center of the building- Cirion held his hands together and behind his back. Looking relaxed and calm while in his red, with gold trim, fullplate armor, carrying three sheathed blades on himself, one on his left, another on his right, and a much newer one over his shoulder. While appearing ready for combat, he went to the place to show he is a man of several battles, even if his body didn't bear scars of old battles, his gear still did. He moved with a serious expression on his face, but couldn't help but have this small want to 'shower someone with pretty words'(flirt.) However the seriousness of the situation must have been making him have this want to do such, but he still kept quiet and wasn't about to ruin things here.

As they entered a larger room and Andy began to speak to a man named 'Vaer.' Cirion remained quiet, his hands still clasped together behind himself, and standing with perfect posture. He listened to what Andy and Vaer discussed, waiting for Andy to finally introduce him to her commander. When he was finally brought to Vaer's attention, Cirion bowed to him.

Cirion spoke in a tone that lacked the good happy mood and lacked a melodic 'feel' with his voice, but seemed more serious than is usual for him.

"Sir, Vaer. I'm Cirion Reliun and I was with Andy during the time the tiefling Nocte was explaining what he saw. And I'm sure you're going to send more scouts to check the Bloodmaim's lines, to see if this is true or not. But I can't help but voice my opinion on this situation, assuming if what Nocte said is true..." He said assuming as if he doesn't put too much worth in Nocte's words.

He pauses for a few seconds as he suddenly wanted to create a dramatic pause -but also catch his breath before continuing in the situation- no doubt a personality 'quirk' that he picked up from one of the other bards he has been taking lessons from.

"...This could very well be a trap. But" he says the last word quickly, to take the moment so he can explain himself further. "This cube, Genum's Cube, could very well be bait. A lure to make us attack what seems like an easy prize to only be surrounded as we get there, assuming it really is the cube."

"Nocte said they moved their forces from the main front line, to gather up units on the flanks. Units on the flanks, especially a large amount, usually means a preparation for lesser number of their own troops to distract their enemy, pin enemy lines down, and then attack their enemy's flanks."

"Over-confidence may not be so much the matter in this situation..." He glances to Andy. "...But this may be their attempt to surround anyone attacking the forces around the cube and assault them from all sides, casualty rate would be high, even if we would be successful in regaining the cube... This -again- could be a simple bait and trap trick."

"But there is also something else I think I should tell you about..." He says as he lowers his voice. ((Cirion wants to keep this last part quiet and report what else he has learned to Vaer and only him [So other players don't meta-game such information]))

[Phantom Lamb]

(( 50 rep for Andy in Red Blades ))