An EVIL Visit (Open)

Titus blinks his eye twice, bewildered that no one gets what's he saying.

"Rumble...that's what I'm saying. When the Void attacks anywhere, we'll wage guerrilla warfare. We're going to keep the main units out of any battle. We're going to harass them constantly. We can keep some to defend Bandle City itself but our main, main, main armies won't attack them. In fact, we're going to avoid battles altogether and make engagements small! Then this invasion becomes a stalemate so that neither side has an advantage. That is step one."

"Apparently you don't get it...and no...that's not what I meant."

While Teemo slammed his hands on the table, Titus remains calm. But Titus becomes worried slightly. Veigar and Rumble...of course they don't get it. They're arrogant in their own ways. But Teemo? He's disappointed. Not only he's a League champion, but he's a captain! He leads ((Teemo does, right?)) the Scouts of the Mothership. For Titus, he assumed that Teemo knew about the Fabian strategy. For Titus, he uses it every time in the Fields of Justice! Why then Teemo can't recognize his own strategy?

"Teemo, don't you dart your enemies, run away, then once they run, dart!, dart!, dart! until they die? And don't your opponents fall one of your hidden mushroom traps? Boom! They get slowed! Then they then get harassed and sooner get killed by you when you have the chance? That's how we're going to take on the Void if we can't face them directly. But..."

He lifts up Teemo's head gently. Titus looks directly at Teemo's eyes.

"If you don't know your own strategy, then you lost."

((The Fabian strategy is one of the major contributors to Hannibal's ultimate defeat in his invasion of Rome. For the sake of the lore, 'Fabian' will refer to a different commander in Valoran history, not the historic second Punic War.


Oh and Titus never led the Navy. I'm in the process of fixing his bio.))

"Teemo...I..."

Titus saw Teemo's seemingly stern face but he knew what the Swift Scout is feeling right now. A feeling of grief and sorrow touches Titus momentarily. Then a sense of helplessness. He wish Admiral Trajan is here right now. Things could have been a lot easier with Trajan around...

But Trajan would never see a massive Void invasion come. Titus is all alone with a captain, a mechanic, and a crazed wizard who just left to go to the restroom. His ideas were not only shot down by the flag officers but also the League champions as well. And what if Teemo is right? What if Titus is underestimating the enemy?

Titus picks up the crumpled map that he created and flips the paper so that there could be a clean sheet. No inspiration. He flips it back to see a mushroom filled map of the Yordle Land. Then he eyes on the coastlines...

"Uhh...Teemo. Tell me what the Void can do. I know that it can teleport its armies anywhere...but...you seem to know more than me. I just want to start out with the basics first. Tell me what they can do."

"Weird...their portals allow them in mass numbers? How did they make the portals? And how really organized are they? What about the Void creatures? What are they like?"

Titus continues to quiz Teemo. Information is important and it will be important for Titus to piece together a strategy based on the Void's strength.

Teemo opens his mouth to answer, but the sudden arrival of Veigar cuts him off. He waits his turn before speaking again.

"I'm not actually certain how the portals are made. They were just sort of... there. It may be Malzahar's doing, but we've yet to actually see him, from what I know. But yes, they're able to transport their whole army in a matter of minutes using multiple portals at once. As for organization, it seems their armies are tiered by intelligence and cunning. The vast majority are simple-minded drones that march out in huge numbers to overtake the enemy. It wasn't very hard to cut them down, but... when they fell, they would melt away and corrupt the soil beneath them. Next are what I'd call the 'Burrowers'. They're a lot like giant beetles, and they come at you from below when you least expect them. Once you find their weak points it isn't hard to kill them quickly, though. Only a little smarter than the voidlings. It was around this time that Kha'Zix vanished and tried to get behind us, I think. Rengar, Heimer and I caught him for a bit but he got away. Again. During our fight came the next wave. They looked almost human... like people who'd succumb to the Void. The knights were unbreakable. No matter how hard they were hit, they just kept on marching - or crawling - towards us. I heard that Pantheon managed to kill one by decapitating it, but it didn't matter. They were very strong. Too much so for some. Not only that, but they were skilled swordsman. And then... then... Cho'Gath came. From his scream I could tell Derrick had ventured away from the group just a bit to far. It... was already too late for anyone to save him. The Terror made a short meal of him. The sounds were just... horrifying. It was that same moment that Kha vanished in my hands, as well as three new arrivals. One was a winged woman wielding two blades who could easily leave for a few moments to heal her wounds and then return when we weren't looking. Another was a huge knight, riding on an unstoppable mount. His very body practically oozed Void corruption. The third was Kog'Maw, who made it rain acid from a distance. Though the other two weren't League champions, they were just as powerful. In the end they all escaped, moving through portals to Freljord. Summoner Derrick was our only loss, but... it was one loss too many. He'd been our leader for the entire trip, and his younger companion Vera was now left all alone to do the job. If it hadn't been for her willpower and magical abilities, I don't think we would've all survived the remaining onslaught. Luckily we made it, though."

As he'd spoken, the scout's eyes had closed slightly, remorse hiding behind the stern mask. To him, it was another failure for himself. He'd failed to keep everyone alive, and at the same time failed to defeat any of his targets. This time, failure would not be an option, he thought.

"Well, mister wizard, killing Malzahar is a heck lot easier said than done," Rumble chuckled. He then put his elbows on the table and rested his chin on one hand.

"Anyways, from what Teemo said, we've got an idea on what sort of army the Void has. What's important is that we spot as many weaknesses as possible in their army," Rumble stated. "Teemo, when you were fighting off the Void, did you spot any specific weaknesses?"

Rumble blinks for a few seconds, trying to recollect his memories on the lens Teemo was talking about. However, the mechanic was also wondering why Teemo would bring up the object right now.

"My memory's a bit hazy, but yeah, I kinda remember. You said you were taking it to someone to get it inspected. What about it, though?"