Asset Recovery

[Brandt Solveig]

Type of Quest:

Contract to recover stolen cargo.

Quest Info:

Approached while getting a drink at one of the local watering holes, Brandt is offered a job. The man said he was a traveling merchant and that on one of his routine trips, his cart was ransacked by a group of bandits. 

Having dealt with Caravan protection in england years back he ultimately decided to take him up on the offer. One of the bandits apparently had a big mouth and had mentioned their encampment nearby. And that the reason he had been allowed to live was so they could hit him again.

Location:

Within the Seto Sea area. On the island with Chosokabe territory.

People Involved:

Just Brandt.

Plot-Important:

Dont think so? Unless someone wants to work in another faction trying to undermine the the Chosokabe economy? Lol.

[Oda Nobunaga]

Brandt would find himself at a hill overlooking the bandit camp. From here, he could get a good view of its size, and just how many people were patrolling the outside. He could count a total of fifteen armed men, some who were entering and leaving various huts. It would not be clear if these were different people, since they all adorned a similar "uniform" of sorts.

There was one guard posted at the "exit" of the camp, and two at the front. There was a single path connecting the two, but the camp itself seemed to be much like a large village.

[Brandt Solveig]

Pale green hues carefully surveyed the compound he had
finally managed to track his objective to. The large male
would begin to formulate some sort of plan in his head.
Nothing would be set in stone though, as he often found
planned tactics constantly changing to ensure survival.

While he wasn't exactly prone to stealth missions, largely preferring to just smash through forces head on, he would be taking a more cautious route. At least initially.

Brandt would move carefully through the woods like a predator out for prey, having worked his way around toward the rear exit of the encampment. Pale green eyes settled upon a single guard at the entrance and began to prepare himself for what was to come. Two deep breaths and he would approach the closest edge of the foliage toward the guard.

Brandt would take a couple large steps from cover and attempt to pulled his sword from its sheath, up and over, so that the massive sword could carve through him. With luck he wouldn't alert anyone near by.

[Oda Nobunaga]

Brandt's attack would prove successful, his method allowing him to dispatch the single guard with ease! The man perished without a sound, his body collapsing in two heaps on the ground!

To his left, Brandt would see the inside of the encampment, and what few people were walking around outside had not noticed the large man at the exit!

[Brandt Solveig]

He would hit his mark and watch as his opponent tipped in two. It never bothered him. Maybe that made him a sick person, but he even enjoyed it to a certain degree. Looking left he would make his way inside cautiously. 


Brandt would survey again as he moved slowly. He wasn't sure if the cargo he was looking for would be out in the open, or in some kind of storage house. Regardless, if it wasn't in a carriage then he was going to have to find a way to move it.


His sword drawn, it was lusting for blood. But this time it would have to be patient.

[Oda Nobunaga]

What he searched for was not in sight, and he had a good amount of buildings to check! There was a tavern of sorts in the center of the encampment, as well as two rows of huts on either side of him. Before he could do much, a man left his hut, yawning, and bumped into the large man's side! He would look up, almost terrified, and if Brandt did not act quickly, the man would let out a loud shriek of horror!

[Brandt Solveig]

Brandt too had been surprised,  but his left hand would kick into action out of instinct, releasing the handle of his sword and being redirected toward the guys throat. Attempting to slam his palm into his throat, Brandt would then try to squeeze with those large bear claws he called hands.


If successful, the Nord would force him back into his hut as Brandt would literally squeeze his soul from his body. If all went well, he would leave him in his own dwelling and search about real quick before taking his leave. Brandt figured he would just continue searching the side he was on now.

[Oda Nobunaga]

The man died a poor death, but Brandt would find no sign of the target here! The tents seemed much too small!

[Brandt Solveig]

Scanning the side, he soon realized that more then likely the cargo which he was looking for wasn't going to be found here. Brandt figured now would be a good time to circle around and move toward the larger building at the center. 


He had a feeling things were going too smoothly though. Keeping on his toes, the man pushed onward to check out his best route of entry inside. Brandt had a feeling there was probably a lot of people inside this place.

[Oda Nobunaga]

At the entrance of the tavern would be ten bandits, each sitting idly and having conversation. Laughter could be heard, but all of their backs were turned to Brandt, so no one would notice him!

[Brandt Solveig]

Deadly eyes peaked within from outside of the entrance. Ten men sitting around drinking idly, unbeknownst to the death which lurked around the corner. It was now that he would come to the realization that he needed to leave them some kind of message. Otherwise the good merchant whom hired him would probably just end up getting robbed again.


Brandt would leave a message of death for whoever was left in the huts to see. His mind made up, Brandt would turn the corner and rush. His objective was to take out as many as he could in the first strike. Leaping toward the largest congregation, Brandt would swing his sword in a wide arc.

[Oda Nobunaga]

With his large weapon, Brandt would manage to take out a good chunk of the bandits, though his lack of speed allowed a few to get away!

"What the - WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME FROM?!"
"He killed our guys!"
"GET 'IM, BOYS!"

Having killed six of the bandits in a single swing, Brandt now had fourteen rushing him from the front, each armed with katanas! They would slash at the man's waist, since everything else was really high!

[Brandt Solveig]

Sox down and still some to go. Brandt just figured that the pay might have to be renegotiated after this was all said and done. Til then there was a fight to focus on. He was being rushed by a bunch of midgets, or at least that was how he felt at that moment.


As the first of them came in, Brandt knew that he was not the quickest, but sometimes it wasn't needed, so long as he chose his tactics correctly.


As they rushed his first initial idea was to weather the storm. His arms would have maneuvered the sword so the flat side could act as a shield to deflect the oncoming attacks. Brandt wasn't sure what they planned to try, but he was going to make it painfully difficult for them to do so. 

[Oda Nobunaga]

As Brandt would block the attacks with the flat of his blade, one of the bandits would stab at his feet, looking to impale them and stick him to that spot! Another would rush around, looking to rip out the tendons from the back of his knee! The others in the front would continue to hammer on his blade and keep him distracted!

[Brandt Solveig]

The clang of sword blades colliding against his own sounded out. He was being swarmed and he knew that if he didn't react quick enough he was going to be waking up sore on the next morn. His right foot would slide back, and just in time as the katana that aimed for his foot touched down. 


As his foot moved his body would shift clockwise, and his knees would bend as he would let out a roar, pulling his sword around in a low circular fashion. This would allow the tendon strike to miss its mark, but carve a wound upon Brandt's upper thigh as he spun.


His goal to continue pulling that sword around like a whirlwind. Each swing pushing closer toward the entrance to sever life force from whomever was in his way.

[Oda Nobunaga]

Brandt's whirlwind attack successfully protected him! As he went forward, he would cleave more and more men's bodies apart! Nine of the sixteen fell, leaving seven who backed up further in the tavern!

One of the man launched his blade into Brandt's shoulder as the spinning giant continued his whirlwind attack to impale it!

[Brandt Solveig]

His blade successfully found bodies as he spun and the gruesome scenery gave him thrills that were hard to explain unless you had grown up in that kind of environment. However he would soon feel a sharp burning pain as his shoulder suffered the bite of one katana.


Grunting briefly from the pain, but not nearly close to finished. Brandt was ready for more. Instead of stopping his spin, he would continue with it. His own flesh wouldn't tear away from the katana blade as he would redirect the blade to slam it into the ground. And allowing the momentum of the previous spins to throw his legs up and around as he spun on the handle of his large sword, with his large feet intended on connecting with his assaulter on the way around.

[Oda Nobunaga]

Brandt's ferocity allowed him to tear through the bandits who remained, cleaving six of them with his blade as he spun, and shattering the other's ribs as he launched himself off his blade! With all of the men defeated, he could search the tavern for the cargo!

[Brandt Solveig]

Victory was Brandts as he landed hard into the last remaining foe, crushing him underneath his weight. With one quick glance about the tavern, the nord figured all the blood and bodies was enough of a message.


Wiping his blade clean with his cloak, Brandt would move toward the backroom of the tavern in pursuit of the cargo he was to be paid for. He figured the backroom was his best bet. So he moved with haste.

[Oda Nobunaga]

The back room was very large, and there were an insane amount of wooden crates that held everything the bandits kept! Nothing was in the open, otherwise.

[Brandt Solveig]

There it was. Brandt had finally stumbled upon the requisition he sought so hard for. However he found himself frustrated due to the amount of cargo there actually was. His mind began to wander as he shuffled about to check a few of the boxes.


"How the hell did that man expect me to bring it all back!?"


If Brandt saw anything of interest he would keep it in mind. But now he had to focus on moving it all back to port. He figured they had to of moved it some way themselves, so he would set out to find exactly what they used. Heading back outside the tavern, the large male would scan the area for anything useful, before checking around the back side.

[Oda Nobunaga]

After fiddling through the boxes, Brandt would notice a few smaller items that were randomly strewn about, and had belonged to the bandits themselves. If he felt his pay wasn't big enough, he could always steal from the robbers!

Outside, Brandt would see nothing in front of the tavern. Once he got to the back, however, he would see a carriage had been moved over in the area, and it seemed large enough that it could hold all the cargo. Though, seeing as there was so much, it would require clever placement, and a lot of time!

[Brandt Solveig]

Brandt would begin to formulate a plan as he stared back and fourth from the carriage to the tavern. After giving a few glances around, he would unsheath his sword and attempt to slam it into the wall. With luck he would be able to break through and create a back entrance to remove the cargo.


If Brandt was a dishonest man he would only bring some back and say that was all he found. But alas he still held a conscience even as a cold blooded warrior. As long as he could bust his way into the back, things would go a little smoother. And id it worked, he would use his strength to man handle that cart against the back of the tavern to make loading easier.

[Oda Nobunaga]

Brandt's maneuver worked, however it caused quite a ruckus! He could load the carriage easily, though, in time, he should expect to be overrun by bandits!

Cargo loaded: 0%
Bandits arrive in: 2 Rounds

[Brandt Solveig]

Successfully creating the hole, Brandt would enter and quickly begin to grab what he could. Hoisting three to four crates a lift, the large male would begin to stack them from back to front. He wasn't aware of exactly how much time he had before anyone caught on to what was happening.


While his shoulder and thigh were sore and bleeding from his previous battle, a little pain wasn't something that slowed this beast down all that much. Heaving as much as he could, as quickly as he could, Brandt was actually beginning to break a sweat.