Event #11: WE RULE THE SEAS MISSION LOG

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Event #11: WE RULE THE SEAS MISSION LOG

With the Flotsam fleet now occupying the Fallen Isles, they have access to port facilities for the first time since the Fleet’s inception. With many of the nobles convinced to “take a trip to Elysium” leaving their houses unattended for the Corsairs to capture, giving them access to additional resources that allow them to patch up and reinforce the fleet and fill their bellies in a way they haven’t been able to before.

This is fortuitous, since as expected, the occupation of the Fallen Isles has painted a target on them. With the Flotsam fleet now gathered and docked in one place, the Empire quickly musters two Legions with the intent to storm the Fallen Isles and, in their minds, destroy the Corsairs once and for all.

And it is in this moment that the Skysplitters roar, and their thundering barrage begins to tear apart the descending airships as they enter the airspace of the Fallen Isles. And in the din of Imperial panic, the Corsairs strike.

Consequences
The casualties incurred and the personal injuries incurred will depend on the Corsair involvement. The first three missions will all feed into the general casualty rate of the operation, whereas the final two will result in personal injuries if Corsairs take place, as well as increasing casualty rates if unsuccessful.

These consequences will be combined over several logs to determine the final result.

Log Leader
All logs outside Tend the Injured are eligible for a Log Leader. If selected, that leader will receive additional details on the prompt via PM, like NPC weapon details. Log leaders are optional, especially for the first two prompts.

MISSIONS

Flight of the Black Wings: The Corsairs fly up to meet and destroy whatever airships survive the initial Skysplitter assault
Status: Open
Description:The Black Wings are a powerful fleet of reaver airships that are renowned for quick, punishing assaults. The Black Wings have carved enormous losses from the Corsairs over the year. Today, the Corsairs fly to meet them.

The Black Wings will suffer most under the assault of the Skysplitters, suffering heavy losses in their vulnerable descent. They will attempt to blast the fleet apart and sink any Corsair ships that rises to oppose them.
Current Participants: Natalia, Donnie
(Optional) Log Leader: None
Needed Participants: 2 for success, 3 for ideal success

Descent of the Steel Soldiers: The Corsairs will have to repel the more agile armor squadron that has joined the assault.
Status: Open
Description:The Steel Soldiers are often deployed alongside the Black Wings to serve as armored assault units. Trained for aerial combat, they serve as support for the major airship forces and their speed is frequently employed to chase down and sink fleeing Corsairs.

While the Skysplitters will inflict damage on the Legion, their agility will make them much harder to target and hit, meaning the Corsairs will need to sortie to repel them.
Current Participants: Atom, Raphael, Kanna, Renne
(Optional) Log Leader: None
Needed Participants: 2 for success, 3 for positive success, 4 for ideal success.

Tend the Wounded: The Corsairs will need to quickly triage the wounded and get them to safety.
Status: Open
Description: The battle is expected to be bloody, and the Corsairs expect the toll to be high. Keeping an active field clinic will be crucial if they want to minimize casualties and turn aside life-threatening injuries.

Those tending the wounded can expect to be constantly busy fighting off death and permanent injury.
Current Participants: Ilphyl, Matt, Shu, Tau
Log Leader: Not needed
Needed Participants: 2 for success, 3 for positive success, 4 for ideal success. Additional contributors may soften the penalties in other areas. Gods will provide additional benefit.

Clip the Black Wings: The Corsairs will need to board and bring down the capital ship of the Black Wings.
Status: Closed
Description: Ewan Gringoire, illustrious Captain of the Black Wings, is a former slaver who “went legit” and became a Privateer in service of the Empire. In his slaver life he tangled with the Corsairs on more than one occasion and was known to capture them for the Empire’s unquenchable thirst for free labor.

Ewan is a skilled pilot with the fastest ship in the Empire, shooting him down is not especially feasible and boarding is next to impossible. This will be an enormous challenge for the Corsairs to accomplish
Current Participants: Harlock, Natalia, Shu, Renne
Log Leader: Shu
Needed Participants: 3 for success with the target escaping, 4 for success with the target being killed. A participating god can make this into an ideal success, but will receive a curse. Injury is almost guaranteed for taking part in this mission.

Shatter the Steel Soldier: The Corsairs will need to bring down the Bloodstained Comet Singe Madillon.
Status: Closed
Description:Singe Madillon is a peerless ace pilot who has a legendary number of confirmed kills. His custom Feder unit painted in his blood red color is said to be able to move 3 times as fast as a normal Feder, and he is one of the few who can withstand the incredible G-force it generates.

The Corsairs will need to find a way to surround, entrap, and ultimately shoot down his armor before it can cause too much damage.
Current Participants: Raphael, Atom, Donnie, Kanna
Log Leader: Atom
Needed Participants: 3 for success with the target escaping, 4 for success with the target being killed. A participating god can make this into an ideal success, but will receive a curse. Injury is almost guaranteed for taking part in this mission.

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[upupatomway]

Singe laughs, perhaps in disbelief at the entrance of Kanna and her red armor. "Isn't that the pot calling the kettle red?" He turns his rapier at the ready towards her. She at least might make an interesting opponent, assuming it's the real thing in the armor. "I've earned my rank. How much of your skill is acting and the exaggeration of gossip, I wonder!"

Atom flies overhead, where he has a good view of all three allies and Singe. Behind the helmet his eyes glow as he scans the Blood Stained Comet. Singe is bright with energy like a mage mid-battle. Atom summons sparks to his hands, in hopes of providing some cover for the others. He can't help fretting, watching Raph go at it without a flying vehicle or device of his own.

Raph and Donnie charge the Comet, and Singe makes a graceful roll out of the way before uprighting himself again, still facing in Kanna's direction. Atom sends some small shocks at the Comet, but he evades those as well with leans that are just out of the path. "Tell your friends to come back when they have the kind of ether levels that catch my attention," he says to Kanna, as four small drones separate from his armor and circle in the air around him at his command. "-Before I decide not to be so generous."

[bearsperminute]

"Well, I'm not dead, for starters, so mark that on your bingo card." Kanna says, keeping an eye on those bits. Those are pretty obviously the secret to his vaunted speed-- after all, who needs to keep up with three or four opponents? "Interesting little puppet show."

One, two, three, four. She's gotten more skilled at manipulating small pieces of earth at high speeds as she's gone, and now it's time to see if she can get them to pierce the armor on those bits.

[purplexing]

Donnie can only see so much outside, but he can't help for a laugh as he sees that obscenely huge fist. He has absolutely no idea why Raph's talking about soup at a time like this but he's swept up in the energy behind it.

Unfortunately they don't even come close to Singe. The Turtlekin grates his teeth.

"Ugh, I need more speed, but I can't do anything when I've got you hanging on, Raph. We're going to have to give you your own propulsion..."

Parallel to his Feder, that bright neon light that's trademark of Donnie's magic flares, tracing out lines to form....some kind of platform? With.... are those...rockets? Of some kind? If Link were present he'd recognize the design as inspired from whatever images he had shared with Donnie, but the rocket parts are more like the thrusters of the flying kit of Armor suits.

[supersmashbrother]

"Can't blame a guy for tryin'!" Raph spits back, watching their target roll with expert maneuvering.

His brow furrows as he lets the giant arm dissolve, glancing over to Donnie with an agreeable grunt. "I get it, these things weren't meant to be two seaters. Maybe I can jump some other guy for theirs— "

Raph's video game strategy poof when his brother starts creating a rocket board out of thin air.

Well. He can work with that.

The snaggle-toothed grin reappears as he leaps off of the Feder, landing onto it with little issue. It's like riding a skateboard back at home, except this has more throttle attached like the experimental taxi cab they had on the turtle tank. "We'll keep this up for as long as we can," he says to his teammates over their shared frequency in passing, weaving his way around to get Singe's attention. "Donnie, if you start gettin' tired, don't be afraid drop things on my side. I can always find other ways to fly."