The Barracks Meeting

The Barracks Meeting

You enter the small barracks to see a lone figure at the far end. A human male, with a shaved head and dark eyes doesn’t even look up from sharpening his Talenta Sharrash.

“Have a seat gentlemen, Malrail will be here soon for the debriefing.”

He just kept staring at the dark blade as he sharpened it, never lifting his eyes from his work. He looked like he was brooding over the mission with a calm acceptance that he and everyone in that room was not coming back. He looked up as if to say something when the barracks door flies open and Malrail comes walking in. Malrail is a tall elven ranger, and as he enters the room he gives you all a very serious and aggressive look.

Timms stands at attention immediately, “Sergeant on deck!” and salutes.

Before any of you have time to react, Malrail yells, “At ease men! Have a seat and listen up. We have a bitch of a day tomorrow, make no mistake, you’re gonna be in the shit.”

Malrail sits down and looks around at each of you, as if he may not see some or all of you again.

“Tomorrow’s mission is crucial to the survival of this military and the people it protects. 1st Alpha Recon last transmitted their location up by the Three Sisters. We don’t normally go up there, but the council seems to think that there may be Doranian activity up there. 1st Alpha has been MIA for three days. You have two objectives the first is to find out what happened to Alpha. The second is to retrieve any survivors you can, and if possible bring back the dead.”

Malrail scans the room again, looking at all of you.

“Intelligence says that the only living things that are a threat to you up there are kobolds, lobbers and grimlings. The kobold clans don’t much like us, but they won’t attack Chulak and get their asses kicked. The grimlings have a truce with us. They are indigenous to Zardune and do not pose a threat unless we come within one hundred feet of their central home. Timms will explain that later. Lastly, lobbers are by far more annoying than anything else, but dangerous in large numbers. Again, Timms will explain these to you as well. You will be leaving by Oorak at o’ five hundred. Meet Timms on flight deck three, by o’ four thirty. He’ll give you more of the specifics then. Sleep fast gentlemen…” as he says this he stands up, “…Tomorrow is going to be one hellish mother fucker. You’ll need everything you got. Carry on.”

With a half salute, he starts walking out and pauses, then turns towards the group.

“Ilvain, I need to speak with you outside.”

Malrail leaves and Ilvain follows him out.

Timms pipes up now, “Okay guys grab a bunk and get some shut eye. It’s gonna be a long day.”

Timms gets to a bunk and goes to bed, Ilvain returns and you all go to sleep. Your dreams are scattered and varied and you wake up throughout the night. Restless and waiting for battle, you wake up to Timms waking you up.

“Time to go soldier.”