Ikuk walks like a zombie in search of brains towards Lord Osema. He stops in fron of the brodkil and looks down at him, before leaning in close to whisper to him.

Nilus is talking among the other members of Firefly Squad, when Ikuk walks away.

"Ikuk what are you doing? Where are you going?"

PM

Lord Osema gives a nod of respect to the two Gargoyles standing near to him. Hearing the goblin adress the orc by name and in so rude a fashion prompts Osema to intervene. Patting the Orc on the shoulder he says, "Ikuk... long time no see." Then staring the goblin down he growls. "If Ikuk here wants to catch up with old friends then he should be able to without you riding his ass. So piss off for awhile he is on break." Stepping closer the Brodkil whispers something through clenched fangs to the Orc. Louder he says, "Pack fall in... lets get away from this worthless building where pathetic turds cry out to a deaf god." Osema turns and walks off.

After walking off a bit. As the Brodkil pack begin to follow as do some of the members of Firefly squad, but Ikuk and Osema are able to get far enough away to chat.

"Major? Where should the militia be deployed? Perhaps all to the north? or did you want to split us up? I also wanted to bring to your attention some of the actions of your men... and women... I have been told that the female in the demonic armour punched a priest in the face, breaking his jaw and knocking out several teeth. And one of the creatures, urinated on the doors to this church and exposed himself before the meeitng started..."

PM:

"Unless the platoon commanders have any questions, you are all dismissed. I want patrols set up, and reports every 8 hours. Get to work everybody."

Ikuk walks back to join his squad, and then join with Silvermasque and the others.

"why thank you Black Andy, I think that is the first time anyone has expressed care over my wellbeing. Heavy Weapons? well not to be sarcastic, Sir but no weapon is really heavy to me..."

“I am going to want the militia deployed along the west side of town. Others will need to guard our escape route the lake, which is a nature barricade.”



“Which two are you referring too?”

Bartaine looks out over the crowd and points out Lord Osema as he is leaving.

"The woman was described as looking like a death knight... tall with blonde hair. SHe came to the church with the minotaur."

There's a distinct grimace on 'Masque's features as Mephisto explains his part in the war to come, but the large 'borg overcomes visible reluctance to nod in approval, "I do not have to be liking it to be knowing it will be lot of use." he answers the Shifter, "I do not know what you can be calling, but if they are being able to use guns and fight from cover, it will be helping to split enemy fire."

 Andy receives a nod as well in due course, "I am being frankly concerned about Fodder being big damn' target... it is depending on whether he can shoot straight if we will be putting him in forward defence position or sitting him on second or third line with big crate of missiles and letting him play skittles with enemy tanks." - he looks up at 'Fodder, grinning more widely, "You are saying this only because you are never swinging Thunderstorm cannon around... But for you what is heavy weapon is whole lot heavier than for rest of us, and that is all to the bad for the bad guys, Khorosh? - But this is only good if you are having training to be firing such things in roughly right direction."

 Then it's back around to Lotus as her helmet goes back on, and she receives a thoughtful glance, "Just be little patient for moment Lotus, and brainstorm with rest of us as we plan out defences."

Photios grins and laughs, "Ahh... I suppose that is quite snobbish of me to say, perhaps I should explain in detail some spells you may find useful. Let me see... Illusory Terrain is handy, with my current ability I can cover nearly a quarter mile diameter for two and a half hours with an illusion of any terrain imaginable; as the name suggests. All of the scents, sounds, and sights appropriate will remain but such things as pits, mounds, hills, and anything else within the hologram will be hidden."

He lets that sink in, "Perhaps a fog, I could sheathe a 5 mile area in fog to obscure all vision past ten feet and maintain it for five hours at a time. This might just encourage carpet bombing or enable the Coalition Thermal Imaging, but even they their range would be limited. Perhaps our troops are more adept in close range? Or maybe simply useful for an evacuation? On that note, I've already established a Circle of Travel in the basement of the Church so I can move out about ten people at a time teleporting directly to Tolkeen where the adjoined circle is."

Stopping then, he suddenly realizes he's been rambling, "Forgive me... you asked for an advisory on Magic, I can continue on large scale effects or go silent should you find such talk boorish."

"3rd platoon with me!"

Drake calls out as he looks around to ensure his new platoon arrives. He nods to Xion and the former members of 3rd platoon as he makes his way to his section of town to defend. Followed by LT. Solinari and his Iron Golem, Sgt. Jegathees and Sgt. Dresteran, Pvt. Spectre, Pvt. Deacon, Pvt. Bat and the two simvan warriors, Tresha and Red Talon.

As third platoon makes their way away from the church, Red Talon notices Braga standing with the new formation of first platoon.

"Good luck outcast. If you were smart you would make sure you don't walk away from this one..."

Mithas notices how easy it was for Drake to gather his troopsm and attempts it himself.

"6th platoon with me!"

He watches out over the crowd. Frijio, Revolver and Jin-Rauw walk over to theminotaur in the middle of a conversation. But the rest are ignoring him...

He walks a short distance over to Silvermasque, and extends his hand to shake with the borg.

"Good luck out there... I don't want tooooooo have toooooo bury you in Madtwon..."

Jelme stands next to Tecumseh watching over the crowd as they begin to head off. "5th platoon! Meet me by The Parkside Boarding House. We are setting up shop around there."

The atlantean Ahnaka Kale makes her way to the cyberknights, along with McKnight, Lynx, Scope and Dekker. Others are making their own way to the boarding house to meet them there.

Sarah follows Mithas over to Silvermasque.

"Just wanted to say good luck guys. It was a pleasure serving in your platoon. Oh and thanks for recuing me from the Coalition... I hope I get to see you all again after this... oh and, I am the only medic... so don't get sick..."

Xion nods to each former member of his platoon as they leave to form up with the newly formed squads. "First Platoon, on me. Awaiting orders sir." he offers a modest salute to Tyirrak.

The massive pair of daemonix make their way over to Xion. Jess'Voruk looks WAY down at the elf when he arrives and smiles... a sadistic smile...

"Just a little." replies the large 'cyborg when Phobos realises just how he sounds, swinging one great lower arm to buffet the mages shoulder-plate with a sufficiently low level of speed and force that someones granny could dodge it if they were so inclined, "But these are being useful things to be having, particularly if you can be chopping and changing on fly during battle. You and Mephisto are going to be earning every credit I think, youbet."

 'Mithas of course gets a hearty (but still careful) handshake, shoulder-buffet and grin, "Do not be worrying for me comrade, worry for skullface headhunter who is trying to put me in ground to start with... You be looking after yourself too, don't bunch up, da?"

 McKnight just gets a friendly salute, but one combined with a headtilt that would obviously be accompanied by a wink were it performed by someone with eyes, "Does this mean you could be writing me doctors note to take me off front line?" he asks playfully, as he continues to set out the local-area map for Nilus, the mages and the rest of the team to take a look at and comment upon.

"well I can dig a very large pit rather quickly due to my size, if you can put an illusion up to hide that, we may get a few of thier vehicles stuck in it as an opening to the ground part of the battle. also I'll be happy to hold whatever weapon you can bring me and I'll do what I can to shoot it straight."

Cannon is stroking his chin with one hand, deep in thought.
"I am a rather big target"

Zor nods at the Mayor, “I will take care of that, please continue to report any offenses my troops carry out to Lt. Dyvalis.”

Zor then waits for anyone else that may want to speak to him...
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Lt. Lynn walks by as Masque places the map down in front of Nilus and the others as they begin to formulate their plans. A hundred off-handed comments race through her mind but her mouth remains shut and her pouty lips only part evr so slightly into a smile as she strolls past. Stopping momentarily in front of Ramenhotep she says, "It is a shame you have been reassigned. We still have business you and I. Keep in touch." The 5 ft nothing woman spins on her heeled boot and marches, albeit a graceful march, over to where the revamped 2nd platoon is gathering. Noting that Magnet Man has done his job properly she returns his salute and begins walking off towards the southwest part of town. "Second Platoon! Let's walk."