"Fly, you fools!"
Suiting actions to words, Kenn bolts for the doors to area 4, opening them so everyone else can withdraw through them.
If he has any other actions left he'll throw a knife at any warforged not in melee.
I'm a little confused as to what is where. Can Rio get out of there without taking an AOO? If so, he'll run for it with a double move. If he's likely to take an AOO, he'll full defend and take a single move.
Either way, he'll place a wall between himself and the machine, believing it's about to explode.
The 'forged flail about, their moaning rising as the machine trembles. Kenn and Kuther quickly flee out the room, the bed Kenn kicked over slowing him temporarily. The 'forged do not respond, their tie to the machine distracting them. Belatedly, Mardigan, Rio, and Khoros fling themselves behind a wall just as...
*BOOM*
OOC: Got to board a plane now... good time for some suspense.
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Smoke, debris... for a moment, it was all Kenn and Kuther could see. Then, slowly, they could see three shambling forms coming from the dark. Covered in ash, they slowly revealed themselves to be Madrigan, Rio, and Khoros. They were bloodied, Khoros barely holding on, but alive.
He doesn't know why, but Kenn has the strange feeling he should be shouting "I love this town!"
OOC: The machine is destroyed, and the zomforged menace is stopped... for now. All three of Rio, Khoros, and Madrigan made their save vs. the blast and only took 7 damage. That leaves Rio at 18, Khoros at 1. You're now all free of this and have a beer run to complete.... plans?
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Kenn waves dust away from his face, then pulls his red scarf up over his nose and mouth.
"I love this town...or whatever it was before some insane Karnathi necromancer ripped it apart to violate the laws of gods and men."
He takes a moment to peer through the settling cloud for any other signs of necromechanical insanity.
"That's some quality heroism, gentlemen. Emerging out of the darkness and squalor of fallen evil into the redeeming light? Priceless."
Kenn flicks some powdered mortar off Rio's shoulder and a bit of dust of Mardigan's elbow, treating the ends of his scarf as a double cleaning tool.
"We should probably depart quickly, however. The people of Karnath are attached to their land and resent people blowing bits of it up."
Kenn pivots again to scan the area for trouble or movement, sniffing through his scarf.
"Mind you, it doesn't say much for their taste...."
'pardon lads, but im all dry after that fight' 'i would firmly propose that we rest up a third of the day''im sure you guys rather have a sorcerer with powers if we stir up some more Karnath s.hit , but i agree on making some distance before we do. Hope that beer is worth all this trouble, im so going to buy a keg for myself and get utterly drunk when all this is over' he looks over to Kenn 'or what Kenn? you agree?'
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Mardigan sighs at Khuther Well, if we absolutely need rest let's get out of here and find a safe place. I would truly prefer getting to town as soon as possible.
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From the top of the hill, no town is in immediate view: Your route to cut off time was quite direct through the empty country. Ironically, assuming the machine destroyed the rest of the cursed warforged, this is likely the safest place to hold up for a bit.
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Kenn takes some time before he goes to bed to sift through the remains of the wreckage, jump on any bits that start moving, and idly try to block the basement up by throwing rocks into it from his guard post.
The group gets a fitful sleep. Though nothing unnatural comes during the night, nerves are still a bit jittery.
OOC: I think everyone heals to max w/ all normal and paladin-based healing. Or close enough.
The morning is cool, not unusual for north Karrnath. The group once again sets to the north. The path is lonely, the country still large and open, its population still recovering the wartime plague. It is an hour before they reach their destination when they start seeing structured plots and farms. The occasional lone farmer looks on with a little suspicion, but gives a silent nod to any given greeting. When asked, one—with a tongue thick with syllabant sounds—says "Beer north. Market time today."
Alechester is not a large settlement, but it is quite busy in the late morning as you arrive. Lots of large carts, a strange sled that seems to rest part in/part out of the stone, and even a small airship are seen. Brews may have been right about not a lot of people knowing about this place, but enough did. And those that did surely had coin.
OOC: Yay, your here! Now what?
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Kenn whistles cheerfully and puts his hands in his pockets while he orbits the group.
"It's going to be an interesting day at the market." he observes, squinting at the airship. "Is that a house sponsored bid up there, or a hired vessel?"
A moment later he stops to buy some apples, then rejoins the group. carving bits off with a dagger.
"Apple anyone?"
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