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The Dellish Conspiracy
A Little Good Old Fashioned Environmental Terrorism

A Little Good Old Fashioned Environmental Terrorism

Upon the edge of Samso, the party crept up a hill outside town and surveyed their surroundings. Something quickly came to their attention. A wanted poster, pasted to a post near the hill, with crude drawings of Beorn, Tenli, Sven, Uncle Iroh, and probably Zain. Troubled by the prospect of arrest and hanging, the party stayed well away from town.

Except for Beorn, who Animal Shaped into a fly to get a closer look at the town. One area in particular drew his interest; a conspicuous tent, wrapped in darkness despite the light of the day. Beorn the fly flew in, and couldn’t see shit. Still, he noticed a vampire, busy at desk toward the back of the tent. He flew away, hoping to remain unseen.

He made his buzzing way through a warehouse, seeing ice stone processed and packed by a drove of zombies shambling about. He flew over a processing plant, feeding the ice stone into the warehouse. He flew over a barracks, packed with approximately 30 soldiers.

What he didn’t see were regular villagers. The town appeared to be made up of soldiers, with little else. He decided to inspect the herbalist tent, and found a ratty old lady bored by the lack of customers, and a parcel of smoking cabbage.

Beorn returned to the party, no small feat as he dodged hungry birds and persevered through gentle winds that felt like gusts to a fly. Gugu, nose keen, smelled a sour scent on the air of their hill. She recognized it as blasting jelly and fire wine.

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The sneaks of the group (Orophor, Gugu, and Zain) decided to follow the scent, skirting the village down to an area fenced off from prying eyes and guarded by a couple soldiers.

Tenli granted Gugu and Orophor invisibility, and the two snuck past the guards and stuffed 400 pounds of blasting jelly in Orophor’s bag of holding. As they made their way through the demolition area, they felt a malicious presence lurking nearby. As they absconded with the goods, Orophor laid a length of rope dipped in fire wine behind them. Once they felt themselves clear of the resulting blast, he lit it, and blew the whole fucking thing sky high.

The explosion threw Orophor and Gugu through the air so violently even these acrobatic elves landed on their faces. But whatever villain may have been guarding the jelly was surely immolated, along with the innocent guards posted outside. The rest of the town went on alert, and marched to inspect the damage and find the perpetrators.

The sneaks made their way back to the hill unseen, but as the party decided on their next move, two guards spotted them and ran to ring the alarm. Fey, thirsty for blood, misty stepped to them, smashed one guy to a pulp and caught the other as he tried to run away. Sven raged and threw his javelin true, spitting one clean through. Orophor and Zain, not to miss out on the glory, drew their bows and finished the job, leaving no witnesses to report on what happens… NEXT!