The Maverick Rebellion Of 20XX [IC]

[JNAProductions]

Alia reports "He's capable of teleporting short ranges, pretty much at-will. He has his detachable horns, and he's an expert at moving others around the battlefield. His current location, as best we can tell, is a tower in Metindle. We can get you to the base of the tower, but if you go in soon, we won't know what'll be waiting for you."

[Hellpyre]

"I hate to go in blind, but those people he's grabbed can't afford to have us wait any longer than we have to."

Boris looks at his companions uneasily, and says "On the other hand, I don't know how well we can help out in our current state. I think I can just barely make it through now if he hasn't had time to rig booby traps for us, but it might be better to get some rest while Alia looks for some information for us."

[JNAProductions]

"Understood," Alia nods. "Get some rest-I'll get as much info as I can. Make whatever equipment requests you need before you rest, though."

Spoiler: OOC

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200 GP limit per person on gear to be requistioned.

It will not roll over, so get whatever you need.

Then... Long Rest, and on to Boomer Kuwanger?

[Luccan]

Having taken the time to recuperate and prepare his equipment (feeling he ultimately needed little, given his own abilities), Shock Leopard takes some time to meet with other hunters in the base and encourage them despite the grim situation. He was confident the team could take care of Boomer Kuwanger without harm coming to any hostages. The bug wouldn't know what hit him. When it is time, Leopard heads to the briefing.

[The Outsider]

"Let's see... Erm... What else will I need..."
Rx9 had been at the requisitions desk for over an hour, agonizing over what he might need to take on Kuwanger. He'd already tested the limits of both the inventory held by the agency and the patience held by the clerk fetching his items, as he requested anything and everything that came to mind. No matter how much he grabbed, though, he felt like he was missing something. Actually, come to think of it, he really felt like he was missing something...
"Ze briefing!" He checked the time, and found that he had less than two minutes to get there. Frantically, he shoved what he'd already requisitioned into his bag, the contents vanishing impossibly before the clerk's eyes, before taking off down the corridor. "Dang it, Rx9, why do you always do zhis..."