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Author Topic: Blood for Blood  (Read 204 times)

Description: A raid on the Dark Religion: attn Phinn

Offline Shivesh Mandir

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Blood for Blood
« on: Sep 19, 19, 05:48:45 PM »
It was time. The ranch's reconnection to other rebel bands, led by the Seat of Kamini, gave the ranchers a subtle sense of hope. They needed a win, proof that the Gods were still on their side and the Nothing Mother was impotent of their fury. But the Blood only recognize blood. A simple raid on some caravan, bountiful it was, would do nothing. No, they needed to send a message. A message that told them explicitly that the Glacians had failed in their attempt to halt the rebellion...no, liberation, and that the Glacio-Nharkavans best re--think themselves in matters of devotion and allies.

The Dark Religion and their aspiriants, Shivesh believed, were the bulwark of Glacian supremacy. Corrupting the minds of landens into worshipping their empty goddess and accepting their place as footstools to the Blood, while turning the Blood who were at least faithful to the Gods in their heart if not in their minds against them. It wouldn't do to attack a Glacian holding or ravage a town of Glacio-Nharkavans. They needed to attack them at their heart. Attack them where the pulse of the monster beats. The Dark Religion.

The Volunteers for Shivesh's plan were not the Scouts of Nila, better suited for a task like this...but they were familiar with the jungle. They knew the ways of stealth and pounce. Otherwise the ranch would have been overrun years ago. Unfortunately they may be all that is left. Who knows, if Vishal survived...maybe others did too but are like him? Not knowing any survivors. If that meant sending a second-tier group to achieve even the smallest of potential victories then it was a risk worth taking.

He had gathered the volunteers in the canteen. A few landens and a few non-jewelled Blood. He grimaced. The Blood were corrupt beings, and these were merely waiting for their chance to replace those with power. All it would take is a proper offer and they would ruin it all. Blood is thick.

Friends. We have hidden long enough. We need to send word to the Glacians and their ilk that their religion is impotent before the Gods. They believe their Nothing Mother blesses them. We will show them she offers false promises. We need to let the others know that we are here, undettered and seek retribution for the crimes they committed by taking the Avatar from us.

There is a defiled temple in Jodhpur that promotes the Dark Religion. The city is well away fromw the ranch and its importance as a Blood city will make triangulating us difficult, as any capital can be a target. Our goal is simple. We will raid it. We will kill everyone inside. We will plunder their goods and we will show them how impotent the Nothing Mother is against us. Rajendra demands his due, and they will pay his toll.


The plan required them to filter out of the ranch under the guise of traders. They loaded a cart of foodstuffs and then took the cart through the jungle paths that would deposit them on the main road. Then it was a journey to Jodhpur. After they reached the city they split up, securing lodgings where they could view the temple at all angles. The landen sold their goods and watched patrols. The Blood went into the temple, no landen would go there, and checked who was inside. They did so, off and on, over the course of the week. Patience....Rajendra guides us.


Offline Udaya Reddy

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Re: Blood for Blood
« Reply #1 on: Sep 20, 19, 10:50:13 AM »
Udaya paused, drew a breath, and let her gaze sweep carefully over the front of the temple. It was familiar to her now in a way it hadn't been three weeks ago. As much as Maninder appealed to her, she'd always been drawn to the Landen temples and places of worship. The Blood temples that considered Maninder and his ilk "lesser" aspects of the one Mother goddess sat poorly with her. Did that make her a traitor to her race? Her family was heavily Jeweled and she knew at least a couple of them who'd be aghast at her rejection of something that was, to them, so indelibly part of being Blood.

But those were old concerns. They were matters that would be debated over a family meal, things that were likely to prompt passionate discourse - like any sort of politics might - but ultimately would not challenge anyone's love for their cousin. What she was doing now, though... what she knew would happen with the information she'd helped reconnoiter over the past couple of weeks... this was the sort of thing that severed families. This kind of thing had the potential to sever a nation. For a moment, Udaya could only see the Priestesses and supplicants moving about the temple, and not the corruption that infected the work they did. For a moment, she nearly lost her nerve. Surely it wasn't too late? Surely she could turn back and find those driving this effort and talk sense to them. These were Nharkavans. Some of them, at least, though Udaya already knew that deeper inside the temple she'd find some of the pale-skinned invaders who had set this wound to festering months ago. It was their influence, and the influence of their masters who'd sent them, that had moved this temple's teachings away from the native dogma it'd professed for centuries. Now, instead of delivering teachings about a loving, multi-faceted mother, its priestesses proselytized the cruel, Dark Religion of the Glacians. Mother Night was hardly a mother at all to them, as far as Udaya could tell. The Darkness reigned supreme, and the female deity they worshiped served as its enforcer and the cold-hearted judge of its people.

Perhaps it was only right, then, that it was Rajendra who would lead the charge to burn the corruption from this place, tonight. Udaya drew another breathe and felt resolve filter through her. She headed into the temple, summoning an intentional smile to her lips. The Rebellion had all of the intel it needed, but Udaya had been visiting the temple every day for weeks, now. If she didn't show up today, there was a slim chance that someone would notice. Tonight's raid was going to be difficult and deadly enough; there was no reason to take unnecessary chances now.

The priestess near the door greeted Udaya with a smile, and Udaya returned it graciously. She walked as she always did, making her way to the central shrine where she'd spend a while in prayer. Not prayer to the Darkness as the priestesses here assumed, but to Maninder and to Rajendra and to any of the other Eight who might aid the coming efforts. When she was done she took up a broom and donated some time to sweeping the temple floors. For weeks, it'd allowed her to map out almost the entirety of the temple's interior. Others were covering the rest of it in similarly innocuous roles, while still others were covertly keeping track of the rotation of the guards who protected the grounds. Udaya was both impressed and a little frightened by how smoothly things had gone so far. She put in her time and then headed away from the temple a little before dark, as usual. The hours between that moment and the anticipated beginning of the assault would be some of the longest of her life, filled with both excitement and dread. She wouldn't be one of the ones going into the temple itself tonight, merely one of the ones keeping watch at a distance, meant to warn the raiders of any incoming surprises.

Udaya knew better than to think that lessened any of the blood that would be on her hands, though.

There'd be no going back, after tonight.

Offline Yashvi Mangal

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Re: Blood for Blood
« Reply #2 on: Sep 21, 19, 11:22:30 PM »
So often, Yashvi felt like they weren't actually making any progress, and that her father and sister had died for nothing. Now, finally, there would be evidence that they could succeed. Hopefully. If everything went according to plan, anyway. If nothing else, she could feel that her family members had been avenged, at least somewhat. Nothing would bring them back, and so nothing would ever make her feel whole again without them, but still. This would be good.

Yashvi tried to get hints about how this would go, but everything she saw was mixed up, without any details that were helpful. It made her wonder if that was a bad sign. There was no evidence to try to stop the Rebels from proceeding, though, and so the best she could do was to provide poisons for their weapons and be personally present when everything went down.

While combat was not Yashvi's strength, sneaking around was. She had to make do with her own skills, and so stealth was her best friend where her fighting abilities failed. She kept herself apart from the Landen because she knew that they may not trust her; her presence could be distracting to them, even as some of them accepted the poisons she offered. That was fine. She didn't need them to trust her or like her. She just needed them to let her help them.

Hidden by a Blood Opal shield, Yashvi waited for the raid to begin. She had let the leader know that she was present, figuring he could decide how to let the others know. He would know better than she did. After finding a spot where no one was likely to run into her, she waited and watched.

Offline Gajendranath Agarwal

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Re: Blood for Blood
« Reply #3 on: Sep 24, 19, 11:16:32 AM »
The temple in Jodhpur was finally being put to good use.

Not that Gajendranath was going to say that out loud to anyone.

He was wearing purple that day, the color of aristocracy. Fitting for the ruler of Manipur to be wearing, right? He may not have aristo blood in his veins but he was now a part of the new aristocracy. And he was going to look the part, always. Especially during public visits like this one. The temple at Jodhpur had finally embraced the future of Nharkava and was now preaching the tenets of the Dark Religion instead of the old, heathen ways.

Again, Gajendranath was not going to tell anyone that out loud. Truthfully, he did still love many of those old ways. They were his culture, a part of his identity and the land he called home. But to everything there was a season and a time for it under the gaze of Mother Night. Those old ways no longer serviced Nharkava properly. And while Gaj didn’t quite believe everything that Glacia professed, it certainly had worked out better for them than the Nharkavan way of life had worked out for his Territory.

And he was not, particularly, a religious man. He really went with it only as far as it suited his purposes for appearances and power. But he, like most politicians, knew how to play the part of the devoted. With a small entourage at his side, he entered the Jodhpur temple and paused just inside of its threshold to look over its changes. It wasn’t like they had stripped the entire temple of its Nharkavan trappings – no, that would have caused a riot. Mostly, it was just the change of Priestesses and their words, although a few new…decorations? Weavings? Statues? Oh, whatever – the trappings of a new culture – those were now present, though not dominant. Not yet, Gaj knew. That would come with time, like the slow wearing away of a mountain. Eventually, the Nharkavan people would accept this cultural shift, see it for the benefits it could be rather than the consequences gained. Yes, there were some darker, harder to accept aspects of the Dark Religion (like the collaring of the Light Jeweled), but Nharkava didn’t have to accept those things just then.

And yet, he wasn’t sure how he felt about that.

Before his dead father’s voice could scream at him for being such a traitor to their people, Gajendranath cleared his throat and one of his entourage stepped forward. “I’d like to speak with the Priestess in charge, if she’s available,” the ruler of Manipur said. It was only fitting, yes, that a District Ruler speak with the person in charge. Equal to equal and what not. Gaj smiled to himself, content in his self-aggrandization, and then went to find a spot to pretend to be in prayer while he waited for his aide to find the Priestess.

Offline Shivesh Mandir

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Re: Blood for Blood
« Reply #4 on: Oct 01, 19, 02:19:29 AM »
The information came in. The temple, the layout and the guard rotations. Which guards held the keys to the Priestess's quarters given that he assumed like most Blood, they would hide in their shame behind their power every night. Being able to enter their quarters using that access would be vital. After sufficient time scoping out the temple Shivesh came up with a battle plan.

Three, including Udaya, would keep watch innocuously on the outside. If it looked like they were about to have company they were to send word, however Blood do so, so they can make their escape. Shivesh would lead a small group in taking out the perimeter guards, stealing their uniforms and weapons to pretend to be the guards themselves. They would sneak the rest of the group in, meet up with their Jeweled Blood-in-waiting inside, and leave a few outside to help keep watch and maintain appearance but also to secure their exit strategy. The guards needed to be taken out first, their uniforms also taken but also to search for access to the Priestess's private quarters. When they found it, not even Mother Night could stop their judgement. Once Rajendra claimed the Temple they would escape via outlined escape routes that would quickly take them out of the city and into the jungle meeting at a rendezvous point. Then they would travel back to the ranch.

Shivesh reminded everyone of basic Blood combat training. Face-to-face, the landen were impotent. The Blood's powers would make them immune to any form of assault if they were prepared for it so keeping them as unexpected as possible was the way to victory. That only meant a few seconds to get to them and execute them. If one of the Blood managed to secure themselves? Then things were going to go downhill quickly. It was why Shivesh saw it as divine favor that a Jeweled Blood had emerged to their aid, someone who might be able to thwart some of their impending hurdles....Rajendra had a strange way of showing help, sending one of the Enemy...but the enemy of my enemy is my friend, until it suits you to make them an enemy again. Now was not the time. Word was sent to Yashvi of the plan.

The Gods are with us. Let's go.

They waited until later in the night when the city would go quiet as everyone returned home, or went wherever they do for the evening. The streets would be close to empty by the time Shivesh slipped out of the inn and onto the streets, taking a swig of ale and holding it in his mouth as he did. When he emerged into the alleyway he swallowed it, began to stumble around, waving his bottle randomly as he half-dragged himself along the side of the temple. The guard in the alley didn't pay him any mind until Shivesh was close enough to talk to.

"Hey, are you-"

Shivesh didn't waste a second. A flash of steel and his knife dug deep across the man's throat. Blood sprayed the side of the temple while he swiftly dragged the body between several boxes and barrels that lined the side of the building next to the temple and shoved his knife into the man's exposed tissue to keep him quiet. Just in time for another guard to turn the corner, step into the shadows and then get another blade run through his neck by another of the rebels. They hastily changed clothes, dumping their clothes next to the bodies for the exit crew to collect later and seized the deceased's jewels, each taking one. They couldn't use them, but if the temple's inhabitants saw them, it may buy them a few more precious seconds that they need.

Minutes passed. Finally the 'guards' made their rounds, meeting in the front of the temple. Shivesh gave the signal letting the group know they secured the outside. Half returned to 'patrolling' while Shivesh and the rest opened the temple doors and let in the raiders. The jewels of the guards were distributed to the Jeweless Blood and landens. No Blood would be caught without their precious gems and someone not walking around with them in a Dark Religion temple would stand out like a sore thumb.

"Stick with the guards, pretend to be worshippers getting escorted." He said softly. "We need access to the Dark Ones' quarters. One of the guards patrolling inside the temple has it. Take him out and collect it."

Offline Udaya Reddy

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Re: Blood for Blood
« Reply #5 on: Oct 03, 19, 12:02:25 PM »
I’d like to speak with the Priestess in charge, if she’s available.

Udaya opened her eyes, but otherwise froze where she was. Kneeling at one of the prayer alcoves, she felt her heart begin to race and tried to calm herself. It wasn't him, she told herself, despite the fact that she'd recognize that voice anywhere. Hands that had been gently clasped in prayer a moment before were suddenly white-knuckled and tense. Her throat dried out, and her pulse pounded at her temples.

No, she prayed, while carefully turning her head under her veil in attempt to see the small group who'd just entered the temple without making it obvious that she was looking. The sight before her only confirmed her fears, though, despite the chorus repeating in her head: no, no, no, no!

Gajendranath, her own blood, was quietly assured by the attending Priestess that someone would fetch the temple's High Priestess for him. He then retreated to a prayer alcove of his own, though Udaya knew better than to believe he meant to use it any more faithfully than she had. What was he doing here?! Tears of frustration tried to well up, as her mind raced at what this would mean. She couldn't stand by and let her own cousin be killed, but neither could she betray her presence there and risk the lives of the rebels who were already putting their plan into motion.

She stood up, keeping her veil pulled low, and said a genuine prayer to anyone listening that Gajen would remain so self-absorbed that he wouldn't notice her leaving. She moved straight out of the temple, trying to find Shivesh without letting it look like she was searching. Rather than risk giving herself away in an obvious search, she continued to the perimeter, where she found one of the others meant to be observing from outside.

"Mainpur's ruler and his guards are inside," she whispered, once she'd ducked down at the side of the other spy. "Where is Shivesh? We have to wait until they are gone." She was given pause by the way the Landen at her side blanched, eyes widening in clear fear.

"He's..." the man started to say, but lost his words and then gestured towards the temple. Then it was Udaya's turn to pale as her eyes turned back towards the temple.

"He's already inside..." she whispered in realization, before a hand lifted to cover her mouth. "Mother help us," she quietly begged, fearing for both her family and her friends at once.

 

 

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