The Ballad of Echo Company - Episode 1B - The Best Laid Plans

[MrAbdiel]

Gabriel's Message casts successfully, but appears to fail to find its intended recipient - there is no reply, either because Ordo is out of the spell's range, or worse. That's the bad news.

The good news is that, Munro, incredibly, is alive - great gory rents in his scales over his torso and left arm and left and his tail are all present, but some quirk of his reptilian physiology has allowed him to bleed slowly enough that there's still time for Doc to save him.

Spoiler: OOC, Doc!

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I'm gonna ask you to roll, Doc - it's a little too touch and go for a take-ten here! Looking for a 15 for a stabilizing; less for less, more for more.

As for looking for alternative destinations, you can head up or down the line to attack another bunker or AA gun - but that may not be the best use of your skills as Skyknives, precision instruments meant to leverage opportunity. You could try to work on clearing the ramp down below the bunker, try to help the poor schmucks running through the minefields... But damn, if the battle isn't too big for you to take in completely. You're a private, and a sawbones; if there's a strategy the generals have cooked up to win this mess, you can't conceive of it.

K'ral and Catchell emerge from hiding, crowding around to watch the procedure.


There is a pattern of structures along the Defiant Wall - bunker, AA turret, bunker, AA turret, though not quite regularly spaced, to accommodate terrain. There's another AA turret far enough along the other side of the bunk, but it seems to have fallen victim to a devil-may-care bombing run by a pilot who came close enough to fly behind the Kreigshields, only to hit one target and then... Well. You hope, got away. Further down the line from where the turret you've cleared is situation, there is indeed another bunker, its gun chattering away at targets on the beach; but it seems they have their orders. You would have expected more resistance, up here - possibly, the attack on the beach is so fierce that the commander of the area has called trench warriors out of the line and to the beach itself. A weird lull falls over your immediate zone, as if fate, or whichever gods preside over such awful moments of history, has permitted you a lacuna of peace in which to watch Ssassten die... or live.