Crisis: Twelfth Night- Introit
Xanatos led the new quartet through the city, traveling in an unmarked car no less expensive but far less extravagant than the limo that Janna had traveled in just two months ago. After considerable time weaving through the traffic of the Bronx, they drove smoothly into an unassuming warehouse near the mouth of the Hudson, their identification checked by a pair of goons presumably employed by Xanatos himself.

"Wait, you decided to have your big showdown in the middle of New York?" Janna asked skeptically.

Xanatos nodded. "There are not one, but two prophecies in play, one of which indicated that the events I suspect will occur this evening will be in public view, the other that some great calamity will occur in this city in the near future. Given the circumstances, it seemed prudent to play for greater security at the expense of secrecy. This facility is the most secure location I have short of the Eyrie Building itself- and that is a step too identifiable, even given the situation."

Intrigue Check: What is Xanatos' plan?
DC 90
72+22+20+10 (a polite tip off)=124
Success!

Janna considered something for a moment. If she were given prophecies in advance, nearly unlimited resources, and enough time to plan things out, then what would be the best way to play this off as something decidedly not masquerade-breaking?

"You're trying to game the prophecy!" Janna accused.

"Guilty." Xanatos replied without a hint of shame. "Perhaps it's arrogant to think you can pull one over on the Fates but then, I have before."

"So that's why you revealed the gargoyles! It's like a, a-"

"Firebreak?" Tom suggested.

"I was gonna go for something about admitting speeding so they don't look for the bolt cutters, but I guess that's snappier." Janna admitted.

"The prophecy mentions 'the veil' lifting, but it's left ambiguous as to what veil, or indeed lifted by whom. While it might be assumed that this could refer to the magical masquerade, remember that up until less than a month ago, gargoyles were just as mythical. So I simply chose to… pre-empt the inevitable. It was a half-cocked plan, by my standards. Full of holes, a bodge job. But that's something to worry about tomorrow. Tonight, we have a chance to keep the whole house of cards from falling down, assuming my interpretation is right and we survive the evening."

Marco whistled. "That bad huh?"

"Demona has tried to wipe out humanity on multiple occasions. It's something of a hobby for her. With the trouble she's gone to, I have no doubt it's on the agenda again."

"You said she can't die, but she isn't magical, right? Can't you just… I dunno, bury her in concrete or something?"

"An anthill would be more effective than concrete." Lizzy spoke up for the first time in nearly twenty minutes. "She would be in debilitating pain at all times as the hive utilized a constant source of food."

Xanatos, to his credit, did not blink. "The possibility of capture is less remote. While the prophecy does seem to imply she will eventually break free and attempt some other scheme, I do have the facilities to hold her at least temporarily. Prioritize halting whatever her plan might be, though. Preordained failure or not, I am not taking chances where she is concerned."

Another goon ostensibly from the Dracon outfit passed them in the halls, and another puzzle piece connected in Janna's head. "So that's why you're bringing the mob into this. More plausible deniability for a superpowered gangland shootout rather than some mystical shenanigans."

"My own Iron Gargoyles will be joining the fray soon enough. The NYPD has very good response times these days, or so I've been told. But yes, it will provide sufficient cover for tonight's operations."

The inner vaults of the warehouse, quite at odds with its dilapidated interior, proved cutting edge; a cage of steel and wires designed to keep things in and others out.

Learning Check: What sort of defenses has Xanatos prepared?
DC 80 needed:
57+7+30=94
Success!

Lizzy looked around the warehouse, silently judging the various structures and the layout of the building. She was fairly impressed. Recessed turrets lined most corridors, security cameras covered every inch of ground, guard rotations were everywhere and the entire building was laid out as a series of choke points and defensive structures. What seemed to be decorative art or architecture at first glance was quickly proven defensive cover for those fighting from inside, not out.

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The party has an understanding of Xanatos' systems he did not have time to explain! They gain +5 to combat rolls within the bunker for the rest of the quest.

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Xanatos led the group to the control room of the operation, a low-ceilinged, monitor-filled room at the peak of the building. Camera feeds covering the entire structure displayed in real time here. Xanatos himself stepped into a waiting chamber where what looked like scattered pieces of an Iron Gargoyle were waiting. Their purpose became clear when Xanatos began strapping them on.

Janna glanced back and forth. "Don't tell anyone? But that power armor is much cooler than Doof's."

"Are we allowed to say that? Contractually." Lizzy asked.

"When there's no lawyers around, nothing's in breach of contract!" Janna said authoritatively. "Hey Xanay, you're not on the bar, are you?"

Xanatos stepped out of the chamber, now fully armored in a suit strongly reminiscent of a red-toned gargoyle, and glanced at one of the monitors. He frowned. "I suggest you prepare yourselves. Even though I've taken pains to secure this location, I'm fairly certain that Demona knows where it is."

"How do you know?"

A blinking dot on the screen started to approach the docks. "Because she's moving."

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Janna, Marco, Tom and Lizzy spent several tense minutes preparing themselves. Since none of them had baroque powered armor to don, this mostly consisted of nervous fidgeting and a poor attempt by Janna to explain how Gargoyles work. The seconds dragged on, every blink an uncomfortable moment of uncertainty as they waited, until.

"There!" One goon declared, looking at his monitor with renewed interest. "We have eyes, sir!"

The party watched as a black, shadowy shape soared over the Hudson river, flying in low to avoid potential fire. It served the gargoyle well for a time; or perhaps Xanatos had simply given orders to wait until the target was confirmed hostile. Regardless, their luck inevitably ran out. As it approached the building, snarling, a pair of recessed turrets revealed themselves and began firing, ripping holes into the gargoyle's wings with a furious screech. The creature plummeted to earth, landing with a sickening crack.

Marco remained silent. He certainly wasn't about to tempt fate.

Thirty seconds passed, and when there were no further noises from outside, he took that as his cue to go investigate.

The gargoyle's body was mangled by the landing, blood already spreading across the pavement… but something was wrong. The gargoyles on TV had been shades of blue, brown and green, and Xanatos described Demona as sharing a similar coloration. The beast on the ground was the color of coal, with a messy mane of pure white hair. The light had already faded from its red eyes.

"Did we get her?" Tom asked, deeply untrained in the ways of tempting fate.

"That isn't Demona." Xanatos said grimly.

"Uh, guys?" Marco asked hesitantly.

The skies filled with the sound of wings.
 
I'm a little bit pissed off that we didn't send out our strongest martial-focused Hero Unit. He would've had a fun time in New York wrecking the shit out of everyone. Ah~! The hilarious opportunities we have missed.
 
"An anthill would be more effective than concrete." Lizzy spoke up for the first time in nearly twenty minutes. "She would be in debilitating pain at all times as the hive utilized a constant source of food."
Oh Lizzy~! cue audience laugh track and funny music.

In other news, Demona takes the smart route and softens up the defenses with the disposables. FIGHT!!!
 
Xanatos led the group to the control room of the operation, a low-ceilinged, monitor-filled room at the peak of the building. Camera feeds covering the entire structure displayed in real time here. Xanatos himself stepped into a waiting chamber where what looked like scattered pieces of an Iron Gargoyle were waiting. Their purpose became clear when Xanatos began strapping them on.

Janna glanced back and forth. "Don't tell anyone? But that power armor is much cooler than Doof's."

"Are we allowed to say that? Contractually." Lizzy asked.

"When there's no lawyers around, nothing's in breach of contract!" Janna said authoritatively. "Hey Xanay, you're not on the bar, are you?"
That's it Janna when you get back you're grounded.
 
...On the bright side, "Demona attacks with an entire army of Gargoyles" should be something Xanatos would have considered and prepped for.
At a certain point knowing exactly what your enemy is going to do isn't as helpful as you think. Knowing Superman is going to punch you in the face is certainly not going to help you. Now you know your going to get punched you can't stop that but you can mitigate it or take advantage of getting hit, but in the end your still punched in the face no matter what.
*Before Anyone goes on a rant about kryptonite or pulling some Batman shit to get out of being punched in the face. Superman in this situation stands for any being that outclasses you on such a scale that your not going to stop it.
 
Could this be the Praying Gargoyle? I checked GargWiki and none of the Clans really have that coloring. I doubt any Gargoyle clan would reveal themselves like this.
 
You know, the threat of an army of Gargoyles attacking is an obvious one, but I'm actually most worried about what happens at sunrise. Imagine an entire New York skyline suddenly filled with human-sized boulders, and an unsuspecting populace below.

We need to finish this before dawn; I assume the witches preordained this city would fall to stone, specifically, for a reason.
 
Coal skin, white hair, red eyes... could be Thailog.

Or since he would never let himself be used like that... and given the existence of Delilah... Maybe she clone Goliath again and gave this version devotion to her, plus an insatiable hatred of humanity. Or an army of them as mooks.
 
You know, the threat of an army of Gargoyles attacking is an obvious one, but I'm actually most worried about what happens at sunrise. Imagine an entire New York skyline suddenly filled with human-sized boulders, and an unsuspecting populace below.

We need to finish this before dawn; I assume the witches preordained this city would fall to stone, specifically, for a reason.
I'm just hoping these are 'unprogrammed' Thailog-style blanks rather than... modified New York citizens. Both are things but one of them is far uglier in its aftermath.
 
we have not been getting reports of large scale abductions in NY so I don't believe this to be mutated citizenry.

the Praying Gargoyle animating stone into new gargoyles? Possible/likely
Demona having a horde of actual gargoyles ready to kill themselves for her goal? Implies truly devastating capabilities for Demona's Plan if true. Not that likely.

large amounts of gargoyles turning to stone and falling on the city is very bad. Ideally Xanatos will have the NYPD facilitate as fast an evacuation as possible (or at the least, shelter in place orders disseminated promptly, perhaps reinforcing the rooves of the local area). Sounds to me like Xanatos' hail mary here could work. But the kings paying attention will figure it out, if not the public.

This seems to me like it's going to be one of those "if we survive til dawn" sort of things. Long waves of martial and occult and keeping the bunker secure with a variety of skills as time ticks by towards the inevitable climax. Kitsune off the top rope is gonna be a good narrative saving throw.

Good post cmoon. Thankyou for goodposting <3
 
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This seems to me like it's going to be one of those "if we survive til dawn" sort of things. Long waves of martial and occult and keeping the bunker secure with a variety of skills as time ticks by towards the inevitable climax

...was this whole "prophecy" thing, and by extension all of DoofQuest, just an excuse for Made in Heaven to introduce us to their HTML5 Game, Gargoyles: Tower Defense?

'Cause I gotta admit, I respect the hustle.
 
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