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Eyes and Ears [Task 9-Call to Arms]

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Bahir

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Bahir's task:

Name:Recon on the Troops [Task 9]
Job Rank: B
Job Location: Portsmouth
Job Rewards: 200xp/15,000 Huang
Job Prerequisits: Call to Arms
Job Overview:Octavius received word of more ships landing and bringing troops and supplies. He needs someone to go to Portsmouth and get a count on the number of troops and what kind of supplies they have with them. Report back once the task is complete.

Things have been set in motion. After meeting with a larger than expected number of Fanalis in a small warehouse, the proud race of redheads started preparing for the rebellion in Reim. The war was, unfortunately, not going to be a quick one. The two sides were incredibly stubborn. The fighting spirit of the Kou army was damn near indomitable. On the other side, the will of the citizens of Reim was more than a match for the Kou's fighting spirit. Whether Reim had enough manpower to fight back was still in question, but they had the will to wage a war for however long that they wanted to. They were in a sticky situation as well. The fact that Kou already occupied the capital of Remano impeded the people from holding up within the capital for a siege, so the advantage they would have against these invaders was taken away. However, Reim did have a more... secretive ally. The Fanalis Corps that was thought to have been completely wiped out, still had a few survivors. The most impressive of which, was the old Commander, General Octavius. This astounding Fanalis gathered the remnants of his corps and started to gather new Fanalis to assist in the retaking of Reim from Kou.

The boost of manpower that the Fanalis provided was invaluable! Though it was still a relatively small number, the physical and feral advantage that the Fanalis race had over the standard human was enough to count as ten to one hundred men! There were also a few rare gems within the Fanalis ranks. One of them being a very quiet and loner type. This young red head was Bahir. He was a Fanalis that prided himself on his stealth and ability to either gather information or assassinate a target. While the majority of his kin would prefer a head on approach, Bahir stuck to the shadows. He felt that he would be of use to the cause, so his shifty skills were offered up to the great General. He was happily met and was given an assignment almost instantly. Even though some would deem this a meaningless task, Bahir could see the value in it. Knowing your enemy is invaluable in war. Octavius recognized it and ordered Bahir to investigate the approaching troops in Portsmouth amount of supplies and bodies.

Denying the help of extra eyes and bodies, Bahir made his way to Portsmouth. It wasn't too long ago that he was using this place to find information about his father, so he had a bit of knowledge of his surroundings. He was hoping that things weren't changing too much and that he'd be able to set up a bit before things got too hectic. Unfortunately, when he was a good 15 meters away from the beginning of the port, he could hear yelling. While his ears twitched, the sounds of men barking orders to others filled his ear drums. This may not have been possible if he was a normal person, but the Fanalis race was gifted with a few... hunting advantages. The young man took this time to begin his creeping. His body was crouched low to the ground with his hood pulled over the top of his head. His breathing soft, his footsteps lighter than air. He was utilizing the feather foot technique that he learned a long time ago to keep from being heard and drawing attention to himself. He crouched behind a rather tall bush that was right outside of the line of homes at Portsmouth. His eyes peered through the leaves to find the source of the raised voices and he was nearly shocked by what he saw...
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Portsmouth was unusually busy. There were so many bodies in the small port town. At least Bahir found the source of the noises he was searching for. Now that he was closer, the noises that filled the air consisted of much more than just men barking orders. The sound of armor clanking and boots meeting the dirt together at one time reached the young Fanalis's ears. It was official, the soldiers of Kou were occupying Portsmouth. There were so many of them around now! The Fanalis spy remembered his assignment. He was supposed to figure out how many soldiers and supplies that Kou had in Portsmouth. If anything, the young spy was a man about his business.

Creeping through the town was a lot less simple of a task than he had hoped. He thought he had an idea of the soldiers in the town, but he had no idea. It seemed like every time that he tried to turn a corner, there was another Kou soldier heading his way. Seriously?! When did this job get so fucking hard?!?! The young spy thought to himself as he avoided the gaze of yet another soldier. It seemed like this was never going to end! All he was able to do was duck, dodge, roll, and hide. There was no way he would be able to complete his mission at this rate. As he made his way deeper into the town, Bahir found that there was an older man peeking out of a window of his house. The man mad eye contact with Bahir and the Fanalis made a signal that, more or less, asked the old man to let him into his home. The older resident of Portsmouth nodded his head and cracked his door a bit. Bahir, seeing this as his chance, looked about to see if there was a soldier nearby. He used his explosive first step to dart across the road and into the old man's home. Moving at 15m/s, stopped most chances of anyone seeing the redheaded spy. To his fortune, the door closed silently as a pair of patrolmen walked by the house.

While in the old man's home, Bahir looked around him, making sure that no Kou soldiers were in his presence. The old man had no features of that of the people of Kou and this served only to put Bahir at ease. Once the fanalis was satisfied with the fact that the older man who took him in was not of Kou descent, he removed his hood and looked into the elder gentleman's eyes. "Sir. I've been sent by a group of concerned citizens of the situation here in this town. It looks much worse than we believed it to be. Tell me, how long have these soldiers been here? Do you know how many are here?" Bahir spoke to the older man in a higher pitch of voice than he usually speaks in.

The elder sat down in a chair slowly and let out a long, aged yawn. He began to nod off for a moment, but woke himself up. He looked up to Bahir and gave an expression of that of someone who forgot an old favor, but remembered. "Oh. Um.. w-well.. The Kous have been here for a few days now... there are a few hundred of them.. I think. Uh... They haven't been here long though.. they've kinda been trickling out slowly." Bahir looked out of the window as the old man told him about what was going. The old man, however, knew Bahir wasn't from just a "group of concerned citizens." The red hair and eyes gave that away. Whatever reason the boy was here, had to do with getting rid of the Kou's, according the old man's assumptions. After what happened to the Fanalis Corps., he figured that no Fanalis would look into the Kou army without having malicious intent.

Bahir continued to watch out of the window for a moment before using his the disguise ruse. He made his hair to look a black color and darkened his skin a bit with some powder. There was only so much that the old man could tell him. He needed to go out into the town, survey the men there and get onto the ships himself.
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Bahir walked around the town with his head down, imitating the few Portsmouth citizens that he's seen. The Kou had a good number of men here. Bahir started to keep a head count, using small facial differences to keep from counting the same person twice. He couldn't have been roaming for long and he was already up to forty eight men. Just how many soldiers did they send?" he thought to himself. Continuing his wandering, Bahir slowly but surely made his way to the docks. Well, he was rather close to the docks. He stopped at a small stack of wooden crates filled with fish and pretended to peruse them while using his peripheral vision and ears to scout the area. The actual docks had a heavier flow of Kou soldiers moving around it, almost as if they were guarding it, expecting a spy. At first, the Fanalis wasn't very noticeable. He took no time exploiting this and began eavesdropping on the men around him.

"Man. How much longer do we have to stay in this boring place? I'm tired of just sitting here! Whose bright-fucking idea was it to have our supplies on one ship and the bulk of our force on the other two?! Its stupid! Why not send us evenly?!" one of the men exclaimed. Before he could continue, another stepped in and almost immediately began to calm him down. "Cause you have a loud mouth! What if one of these folks here were that assassin huh? The one whose been killing all of our officials. Don't worry. The last boat is pulling in now. We'll be able to leave tomorrow. We'll need to do a count of their supplies and let em rest up tonight." Bahir's ears twitched at this. Tonight?! Well fuck! The young spy mentally cursed every single soldier there. He could either brave the men now and try to figure out the amount of supplies and men, wait until nightfall and then leave before they do in the morning, or wait until nightfall and leave that night. Luckily, it didn't take him long to make up his mind,. Before he knew it, one of the soldiers were shouting at him. "Hey! You're too close to the docks! You know this area is off limits!!" The man started heading towards Bahir and the disguised Fanalis turned to see the man approaching and quickly looked to see only two ships anchored. If the last ship is not too far out, they've only got three... that's ridiculously small to be an invasion force... "O-oh! M-my apologies!" "Shut up and leave! Move on! GO!" The man approached Bahir and brandished his spear, hoping to scare him away. Bahir played his part and retreated, tripping over his feet intentionally to show that he was afraid of the soldier. He returned to the old man's home to wait out the majority of the soldiers. He had taken a count of 124 soldiers already in the town. Now he just needed to find out how many were on the ship...

That Night.

Bahir, now in his actual clothing, left the old man's house once more. Now that the sun was down and the moon was the primary source of light, Bahir was in his natural sneaking element. Instinctively, the Fanalis began moving through town as quickly as he could. The number of soldiers in the actual town at night was dramatically less than earlier. Considering how cautious they were earlier, Bahir thought they would have MORE men patrolling at night.

When he was close enough to the docks, he took to the rooftops. Keeping his body low to the panels, just in case one of the guards heard him land. In that case, he would lay flat, removing as much irregularity from the rooftop (by sight) as he could. He landed on a roof next to the docks as his red eyes peered through the dimly lit area. The third ship was here. Bahir figured that they would awake at the crack of dawn to unload the ships of their supplies and move towards wherever they were going to meet the main force. As the fanalis was about to make his move on the ships, he heard some voices. Sinking to the roof, he decided to give a quick listen..

"Do you think two hundred will be enough to fend off any obstacles we may encounter?" Two hundred? Two hundred soldiers? "Oh yeah. We'll be plenty. These dumbass Remians still look to that Lagi guy that our Emperor chose as a figurehead. What makes you think that they could hold their own physically against us?" Bahir heard what he needed and started to tune the men out. Two hundred soldiers. They were pretty cocky. Bahir didn't pay it much mind and leapt from the building to the newest ship when the guards were paying the least amount of attention. His feather foot skill kept him from making noise as landed.

Deciding that speed was more important for him now, the Fanalis didn't waste any time scouring the ship. He knew that this ship had all of their supplies, he needed to know what was going on. He didn't find much food as he descended into the ship, but he did find their armory. He opened one of the crates and peeked through what was there. Swords, spears, breastplates, chain mails. Yep... they're getting ready. With one last quick look around, Bahir left the ship and took his same route from the docks.

This time, however, the Fanalis didn't stop at the old man's house. He immediately started to return to Remano, running as fast as he could to deliver his report to Octavius.
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When Bahir entered the warehouse, Octavius listened to his report with a concerned look but gave him a clap on the shoulder.

“You did good, brother. This information will be useful. You should get some rest, I have received word from Roark that we will be receiving reinforcements soon, of the magical kind. So get some rest, there will be a meeting tomorrow discussing how everything has helped so far and to determine where to go from here.”


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