[Alliance] Chapter Five: Session Twenty-One

Appearing Characters: Anachronos, Azari, Doctora Cogspring, Elgin Clickspring, Elissa Cross, Erazmin Mechagon, Gelbin Mekkatorque, Gilveradin Windrunner, Ini Stormcoil, Kelsey Steelspark, Kinndy Sparkshine, Liiraluma, Lulubelle Fizzlebang, Millhouse Manastorm, Millificent Manastorm, Motah Tallhorn, Nemsy Necrofizzle, Osu, Ressa Shadeshine, Rin Lostspanner, Scabbs Cutterbutter, Seria, Silco Thermaplugg, Soridormi, Teemo Manabrake, Thal'ena Dawnseeker, Tread Sparknozzle, Uther Menethil, Velameestra Windrunner, Walton Cogfrenzy, Wilfred Fizzlebang, Zagarra

Time-Lost 6 Month Timeskip

Vel had sought out the garage that Luma had appropriated and, upon seeing Luma was present working on tuning up their arm and turrets, she rapped on the garage door to get the draenei’s attention. Luma looked over at her as they took a drink.

Luma nodded and leaned against their desk.

Luma’s brows raised and they chuckled.

Luma mouthed “justify a such a definition” into their mug as they took a sip, tapping their fingernails on the ceramic which were presently painted a bright blue and pink color. Vel’s eyes flickered down to the nails, and Luma rolled their eyes.

They motioned to the garage and themself.

Luma put their mug down and rubbed their temple.

Vel knit her brows as she considered.

Luma projected a small illusion that depicted nesting dolls.

Vel tilted her head.

Luma smiled distantly.

Luma waved their hand.

Luma offered a salute and laughed quietly.

Luma motioned to their prosthetic arm.

Vel glanced over to one of the gnomish constructs that lumbered by the open garage. The construct waved at the two and continued on its way.

Luma nodded and adjusted their glasses.

Luma laughed with a wink.

Luma clicked their tongue and offered a finger gun. Their other arm, which was also on the table, moved and gave the second one.

Vel and Luma divulged into talking about some of the projects Luma actually wanted to accomplish in the future, at least in theory. Luma seemed to want to be a city builder, and Luma also showed some of the magic they had acquired after making the pact and explained that their decision to do so was part of their attempt to get over their bitterness.

Luma pointed at Vel excitedly with a laugh.

Luma also talked about some teleportation methods they had looked into, and Vel shared some of her experiences with the goblin teleporter in Gadgetzan, which caused a series of different expressions of disgust to cross over Luma’s face.

Luma also did veer into the vigilants, which were constructs that draenic spirits could be linked to. It was an art that was lost many millennia ago, but the concept immediately drew Vel’s attention given the similarities to the idea she had been musing for Kel’Thuzad’s new body. Some of the concepts also sounded similar to an alteration to the magic jar spell, and Vel offered to retrieve a component she had for such a spell from her demiplane for Luma to take a look at.

As Luma was toward her room in the conjured manor, she saw Zagarra waiting outside. Luma stopped, and then squinted. Zagarra looked over at her.

There was a pregnant bead of silence.

Zagarra looked around.

Zagarra clearly wanted privacy, and Luma sighed audibly and rolled her eyes.

Luma lead the way into their room and closed the door behind them. Zagarra took note of some of Teemo’s belongings but didn’t say anything.

Luma shrugged.

Zagarra turned to leave.

Zagarra hesitated.

Luma crossed their arms.

Zagarra nodded.

Luma chuffed and motioned around. Zagarra nodded, and she seemed very contemplative, but is thankful for Luma sharing their insights, and seemed understanding of Luma’s own resentment toward her.

Zagarra continued the path out the door as Luma sat down at the desk and laid their head down, trying to process their own thoughts as they tossed a stress ball across the room. Teemo walked in and picked up the stress ball, casting a curious look after Zagarra.

The night before the siege was going to take place, Vel had made arrangements with Gelbin Mekkatorque to create an illusion over Rustbolt, and fliers had been sent out to the various citizens to explain what would happen to ensure no one would panic.

Vel had climbed up onto a vantage point on top of one of the buildings, where she channeled her magic into a series of arcane circles and runes at her feet and in the air around her. At the end of the casting, she blew into her hand, and a mist rapidly flowed from her palm and swept down the building and through the streets of Rustbolt. As it covered the streets and rose up the sides of buildings, it constructed itself into an illusion that covered the entire city. A crowd had formed when Vel started to cast to watch her.

Each district was changed into representations of various sights she could recall from Azeroth, so that even the gnomes that wouldn’t get the chance to see the Promised Land if they fell in the conflict would at least get the chance to see some fragment of it.

One was a replica of a market street in Lordaeron. Another resembled Silvermoon before it fell. Another one was a natural landscape that resembled the massive trees of Ashenvale, where the gnomish homes were built into the trunks of various trees and the starlit boughs spread above them. Another area was Winterspring, and the streets were awash with snow that was cool to touch, though not frigid like a true winter would be. Each district had a similar image.

There were gasps of shock and awe. Gnomish families spread out to explore in complete wonder. Snowmen were built and snowball fights were had.

Kinndy wandered through a section that looked like Dalaran, and she looked up at the beautiful lanterns, and then over to where Vel was, and she smiled and mouthed “This is beautiful”.

Elissa watched down the street of Lordaeron with a fond look. Thal’ena had stepped up on a stage in the Silvermoon area and started a song and dance performance. Motah wandered through the areas that resembled Kalimdor in wonder up until a snowball made by Teemo smacked him in the side of the head. However, soon after, Teemo was bowled over by a massive snowball that Luma had created with the aid of a makeshift launcher they had quickly thrown together.

Uther wandered through the simulacrum of Lordaeron and experienced fond homesickness, and Elissa squeezed his hand.

Elissa gave him a gentle smile.

She shook her head.

Elissa looked around with a wistful sadness in her own eyes, as she realized her own home wasn’t one she could go back to. But there was a resolved warmth on her face regardless, as the definition of home had to change sometimes.

As they conjured their steeds, Radiant looked around, baffled.

Luma was walking around with Teemo, musing that they had not been to many of the places there. Teemo offered to show them around the Dalaran section and made a mental note to have a Dalaran date night… if they continued dating after they left the Timeless Isle of course.

Vel had transformed into a raven and had flitted around to people watch. Motah saw her and waved, not realizing it was her, and she fluffed back at him in acknowledgement. He smiled, noting she was quite a fluffy bird.

Later on, the group met up at Gelbin Mekkatorque’s chambers to discuss the plans for the next day. There was a table with a sophisticated hallucinatory projector at the center of it. Most of the gnomish leadership was also gathered. Mekkatorque, Kelsey Steelspark, Elgin Clickspring, Ini Stormcoil, Captain Sparknozzle, Kinndy, Doctora Cogspring, Silco Thermaplugg, Ressa Shadeshine, and Watcher Osu, who was sitting down at the table while the others were standing. In addition, there were both Anachronos and Soridormi in their visage forms, who were also seated politely.

Suddenly, the projector whirred to life, and they saw the holographic image of Erazmin, the son of Arcturus Mechagon.

His image got very small as a holographic image of the entire island appeared instead. Small markers for points of interest materialized at each location.

Arrows pointed from various different locations.

The image went below the ground, and the group was greeted with a complex super structure that looked to be an expansive city with dozens upon hundreds of streets and districts all rendered.

He looked at the party.

The image zoomed in on the massive super structure at the heart of Mechagon city. It sparked with electricity.

About a dozen points of interest materialized on the map.

Four of the icons lit up. One of them was a large factory that was larger than the Arcforge, but not quite as tall.

The image transformed into a massive floating monstrosity, that was the same hunter killer the party had escaped.

Erazmin looked over to Gelbin.

Gelbin looked even older in that moment.

The next location was a seemingly unassuming building that looked to be some sort of warehouse.

The next location was a beautiful multi-tiered mansion that looked to have magicked statues and obelisks all around it.

Ressa Shadeshine stepped forward.

The last series of smaller objectives appeared.

There were places listed as Ampvolt Arcade, the Bowelworks, Cogwrench Alley, and Election Heights

Erazmin looked back at the group.

There weren’t any questions of note.

The projection disappeared.

Time-Lost Day 190

The next day, the group awakened. Rustbolt was in a state of preparation, and the squads gathered together. A small gnome they had not encountered before approached the party and pulled his hood down. He had a well-maintained mustache and beard, and a shaved head with some mechanized implants.

The group was led to an old abandoned ingress. It took about two hours to make it to the tunnels, but soon, they found themselves on the outskirts of what appeared to be the city proper. As they emerged from the small side tunnels, they got their first look at the actual city itself. Steam and smoke and lights were drifting upwards for more than a mile. There were holographic images and signs all over that seemed to be street signs, advertisements, and other propaganda. They were led over some of the streets, and they saw some gnomes that were fully mechanized with not a shred of flesh left on them. They appeared to be a police force, and there were alarm bots roaming around as well. People were going about their lives, completely unaware a war was about to unfold. A handful of gnomes looked up at Scabbs as he whistled, and they indicated the area was clear.

Eventually, after a lot of winding climbing and minor acrobatics, they arrived at a well-to-do area, and they could see the Arcforge in the distance.

There was no one on the streets in the area. He rapped on a door.

Scabbs fired off a grappling hook which latched onto a rooftop, and he swung out into the city. An older gnome gentleman opened the door. He wasn’t incredibly mechanized, but he had a device in his ear one one of his eyes appeared to be mechanical.

They entered into a charming, gnomish hovel. There was a bell-shaped mech with small feet and tiny eyes that beeped and approached as it opened and revealed a brush and dustpan that swept up any dust that was tracked in. It then sprayed some water and mopped it up.

From the the kitchen, a small bot waddled in. It had a clear, transparent centerpiece, and it was holding a saucer of coffee. It approached Vel.

Luma, however, took some cream.

The bot pulled out a creamsicle and held it out to Gil.

Gil looked at the treat and just bit into it.

The gnome held out a small device.

They rested for a bit, but then they felt the earth tremble.

The man gave them a genuine, but sad smile as the group went to leave.

High above the surface, Operation Mechagon began in earnest. There was the sound of warring battle machines as the forces of the Rustbolt Resistance, the afflicted gnomes, the yaungol, and the bronze dragonflight joined forces. A gnomish battlefield roared over the area, and various sewers and ingress were infiltrated. The Ordon yaungol began a great chant and bolts of fire started to rain down on the topside bases of Mechagon. Rustbolt Resistance fighters with blades and circular saw weapons and firearms were skirmishing with the mechanized forces of King Mechagon. Some of the gangs of leper gnomes charged in, and dragons breathed shocks of lightning and sand across the area. One of the great dragons flew over, and the metal of one of the great war machines rusted apart and fell to nothingness. A massive mechanical scorpion, the love child of Ini Stormcoil, skittered forward and slammed into one of the topside fortress gates as its claws tore into the metal. Its stinger, a massive drill, began to pierce through the fortifications.

Within the city itself, the forces that had infiltrated began their own missions to sabotage and spread counter propaganda.

They had agreed to go to the Mechagon Covert Ops headquarters. Vel used the contraption Cogfrenzy had given them, and they all resembled gnomes. Vel looked largely like herself. Gil had spiked fiery hair. Luma vaguely resembled Teemo. Uther looked like a chibi version of himself.

They were able to make very good time when they headed over to the nondescript building. No one paid much mind to the group as they passed by. A voice echoed over the loudspeakers.

The group were able to bypass various checkpoints thanks to Vel memorizing the map the prior night. Before long, they arrived at the covert ops warehouse. They heard a whistle, and they saw Scabbs, who gestured for them to come over. They met with him, Kelsey, and several other operatives.

Vel, Luma, and Gil decided to go with the gnomes, and Vel shifted into her mist form and slipped through the air vents. Meanwhile, Gil turned invisible and was able to slip by a handful of guards and agents that were walking the halls. Luma zipped up their coat, and promptly disappeared as they used their cloaking device. Two mechagnome agents looked in their direction, but they didn’t seem to have seen them.

Uther, meanwhile, wandered up to the warehouse with a crate and started to ask questions as if he was lost. The mechanized gnomes follow after him, trying to speak to him in the gnomish language.

One of the guards switched to common.

The mechanized guards were looking at him as the other warehouse workers were shooting them daggers.

Seria shifted into a rat and also slipped in to keep an eye out for danger.

Inside the complex, Vel used her mist form to try and obfuscate the vision of the scrying censors and various cameras with her body. It gave several of the infiltration teams an opportunity to slip in and loop feeds. She literally looked like a glitch in the system.

Meanwhile, Luma used [Digital Phantom] to help hack into the systems and Gil was working to locate and incapacitate guards.

As Seria watched, she noticed that it appeared that the warehouse gnomes were starting to get very antsy and had started to consider silencing going to need to get going quickly. Uther continued to talk and spin his story, and one of the two guards started to sympathize with Uther and decided to try and help direct him as he noted it was absurd that his foreman sent him to perform a task without the tools needed to complete it.

Vel quickly looked over Kelsey’s shoulder at the camera feeds and the reports they were receiving as well as the map she had memorized, and she was able to infer the best direction to go to avoid as many of the remaining guards as possible.

Luma tried to slip out, and she bumped into a group of guards, but they were able to swiftly incapacitate them and get out. Gil did a few appearing and disappearing acts to distract some of the guards and redirect their focus with confusion as he left.

Meanwhile, outside, Uther nodded along with the guards.

He set down the crate and started to saunter off like he won something.

Another warehouse worker shot a stun taser at the guard, but then the warehouse erupted into a brawl as one half rose against the other. Using the disruption, Seria used [Blink] to cover some of the distance and escape the warehouse. A mechanized gnome saw her, but she leaped up into his mechanized eye and damaged it with her teeth, giving an opening for some other gnomes to tackle him and give her the opportunity to escape.

Suddenly, there is a high pitched sound, and Luma felt a whisk of air as a high powered blast almost hit them. There were chatters of communication as the alert of a sniper was rallied, and Scabbs quickly ducked in and took out the sniper.

Omega squad then decided to head to the mage college next, and once again they were able to make very good time. They were now seeing that the general mood around Mechagon was getting more disquieted. The “seismic events” were happening with more frequency, and smoke was rising from various points of the city.

As they arrived, they were able to rendezvous with Kinndy Sparkshine.

Kinndy sighed in relief.

Kinndy nodded and approached the door. She held out a graduation ID. There was a mechanized arcane golem walking around the front. It had a mortar board with the symbol of the academy on its head.

Kinndy did so.

Several animated objects started to float around the group as a formal escort, the academy now on high alert. They were brought to the main hall. There were a few mechanized mages wandering around, discussing what was going on. At the center was a statue of a gnomish man with magic coursing around his hands.

Kinndy waved nervously at the confused students.

The group was brought into a massive lecture hall with huge multi-tiered seats. A lecture was actively going on. At the very center of the ampitheter was a massive arcane circle surrounded by symbols congruent with the schools of magic. At the center of the circle was a finely dressed gnome who looked almost exactly like the statue outside.

He was conjuring arcane orbs that were floating in the air. He clapped them in the air and made a singularity.

Kinndy looked at the group, searching for help.

Millhouse furrowed his brow.

Millhouse squinted at her.

Millhouse’s eyes widened and he cast [Detect Magic], registering the illusion upon them.

Millhouse considered for a long moment.

Millhouse chewed his lip and laughed nervously.

Millhouse looked at Vel, and then noticed a few of the students were still straggling by the door.

Millhouse used [Vortex Warp]% to teleport them out of the room.

Millhouse held up a finger and pulled a scrying orb from his sleeve.

Millhouse used [Scrying] to look at the surface.

He immediately ended the spell.

Millhouse started to mutter to himself as he paced back and forth, considering the circumstance he now found himself in.

A voice echoed through the chamber, and Millhouse looked around.

Walking through the doors was another gnome who had a mechanical device in her hand. She had a handful of mechanical animals that followed after and climbing up the walls and onto the seats.

Millificent smirked.

Both Millificent and Millhouse looked at Vel and snapped “No” at the same time. Luma had opened their mouth to say the same exact thing Vel did, and then closed it. They then exchanged a look with Vel.

Millificent furrowed her brow.

Millificent tapped her foot and crossed her arms.

There was a quiet ticking noise coming from all the mechanical animals.

The deal that was offered to Millificent was that, once they got to the Promised Land, Millhouse would set up another magic academy that would be dedicated entirely to her, he would have to take her on a one month second honeymoon where she called all the shots, and that would also all be encompassed in a geas that someone else would be casting on him where it could be setup that Millificent would immediately know if he used magic to remove the enchantment.

Millhouse was visibly wincing with each demand.

Millificent tapped her foot.

Gil put a hand on Millhouse’s shoulder with enough pressure to tell him to shut up.

Millificent rolled her eyes.

Millhouse looked at the group and then around at the ticking animals. He swallowed hard.

Vel blinked and Luma raised their eyebrows.

Millhouse snapped his fingers.

Millificent ran over and threw her arms around Millhouse.

He looked at Millificent who shrugged.

Millificent winked at him.

Millificent gets an inappropriate smile and he blushed.

Millhouse looked to the guard bot.

He led the group to one of the other chambers, and as they made their way to the door, they heard something on the other side of the door. It was chanting… in eredun.

Manastorm fumbled for his keys and then flung open the door. Beyond the doorway was a circle of gnomes standing in a circle that was drawn eredun.

An older, raven-haired gnome with purple robes was leading the channeling. She had bright violet eyes.

The started to chant in eredun again, violet and fel energy channeling around her. Another older gnome looked unsure.

Rin raised a hand, and a massive blue, shadowy, muscular arm reached out and grabbed the older gnome.

The arm pulled the older gentleman into the portal, and he disappeared. One of the younger mages dropped to her knees.

Rin started to cackle wildly, and the other gnomes backed up as a powerful essence tried to pull its way through the portal. Vel saw a glimpse of the demon beyond the portal–it was very powerful, one that Vel had seen before. It was a pit lord.

The younger gnome that had dropped to her knees seemed to have been related to Wilfred had choppy green hair. She was clearly distraught. An even younger gnome was also nearby with red ponytails and goggle-like mechanized eyes. She had a wide grin on her face.

This page was last edited on April 23, 2024, at 06:08 PM

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