Invasion

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

she rises her tired brow at hograth ''why yuh lots thinks there're invaders in the slags?''

[*Midnight]

((Should be able to make it! Long as my sense of GMT's translation to India's time isn't catastrophically off... ))

((Between 9:30 and 10pm for you

[*Taurus Daggerknight]

((Yup, sounds about right. Thanks for the double check though! I'll be on.))

[*Tomekk]

//Sounds grand. Will report here if something comes up.//

[*Selebius]

she rises her tired brow at hograth ''why yuh lots thinks there're invaders in the slags?''

"We have checked most places in Sigil and Undersigil... only the Slags are left. So they are next."

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

clearly she wants to know more, thus calmly keep asking the following:

- what the invasors look like before and when they possess someone, if any marks or ways are present about the possessed ones to recognize them as such

-if the factions heardquarters were checked too

-if there's anything particular about the portals and the spots they appear onto

[*Selebius]

He describes the possessing creatures as good as he can, the distorted bodies, the ghostly glow. There are no ways to discern possession with a glance.

The Barracks and the Hardhead high ups are checked for possession as they speak.

The portals seem to appear at random spots.

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

she nods, taking a break for now to rest, and think

[*Midnight]

The group, four of the mercenaries who survived the carnival and followed him from the Hall of Records to the Barracks look on grimly. No one cheers but this is not the time to rejoice. There is an air of resolution about them though. They seem to be glad to be doing something about the situation. Ra'zeth's words meet with a quiet but seemingly unshakable conviction of those who know they are doing as they must.

Meanwhile inside the Barracks a Notary finds Hogarth.

"Measure there is a madman outside ranting and waving axe about. Would it be a waste of your time if I bought him in to be questioned?"

[*Selebius]

"Hmn?"

Looking outside the Halforc smirks.

"Ah.... Factotum Raz'eth is here to help us. He is gathering expandable forces for a recon mission into the slags. I will accompany him.

No reason to worry, Notary. Stay sharp!"

He says with a smile, puts on his helmet.