Streetscape

Lokin enters the chase late, exiting the inn significantly later than his companions. Armored in mail, he knows he will not be winning any foot races. Seeing neither Kol or Payne in sight, he tries to follow the path of chaos and destruction the barbarian will no doubt leave in his wake.

In his run, Ciprinus finds the elven wizard and the warrior, both walking back. He slows down a bit.
-What happens? Did you already catch him? - he asks the couple

"Don't bother giving chase, druid. You're wasting your breath. Taelythenihel here seems to think it's some kind of trick!"


OOC: Said as Valdaris walks back to the inn.

-I recognize is kind of odd... If only I would have been at range I could have cast an entangle spell over the fleeing one- Ciprinus sighs, catching his breath. -All right, lets go back. Anyway, I left all my stuff in there, even my donkey friend.- he walks along with the other two.

Unaware of anybody else in the situation, Payne continues her route in hopes of catching up with the youth. She hadn't this much exercise in a while and was definitely annoyed that she had to persue in such a manner. Perhaps if he had actually wanted their help he shouldn't have sprinted off into the sunset leaving everyone else in his dust. Just a thought. The rogue had all intentions of 'discussing' such matters when she caught up with him.. if.. she caught up with him. Bobbing and weaving through the side street she never slowed. Moment of truth. Which way would he turn?

( OOC: Aww. Everyone giving up so easily? Was looking forward to having new people to game with. )

OOC: I'm confused. Why is everyone dropping out? What's going on?

Edit: Nevermind, figured it out. Not an adventure for Ruud afterall.

To call Kol single-minded would be somewhat inaccurate. To be more precise he often acted without thought. So was the case in his pursuit after the young man. Kol simply didn't consider this was some sort of ruse or joke. He did his best to keep the running man in sight and to keep up the pace.

Lokin sets off after the group. He knows he's going in the right direction because the merchant is still grumbling and the children are still cheering.

Not long after turning the corner, he comes in sight of a number of the adventurers from the Inn, who are coming towards him. They are led by the elf Taelythenihel, who is striding along, disgust evident on her fine features. Then comes Valdaris, looking resigned, and the druid and the other mage confusedly bring up the rear.

Meanwhile Kol is keeping pace with the wretched fellow. Even though he can't catch up, he notices that the runner is beginning to weave a little, occasionally staggering. Still, his pace doesn't slacken.

They turn onto Grand Way, where the traffic is heavier, and the two men must dodge and duck and weave through the crowd. Still the messenger doesn't falter but heads unerringly towards ...

... a large wain which turns out into the Way just ahead of him. There's a heavy knot of pedestrians on the other side. It seems that he must stop - there's no room to get past. Just at that moment ...

Payne continues doggedly on her way. Had the youth turned to the left? Well, she's about to find out.

Swinging out onto the Way, she looks to her right and sees ... yes! ... there's the fellow running towards her, with Kol making good time behind him. No sign of the others - at least, not that she can see in this crowd.

Both men seem to fly forward, dodging past intervening pedestrians, picking up in little spurts of speed when the road is clear. She has scant moments before they get to her. Looking around, she assesses the ground. Wide road, with a narrow alley which she's just exited, another just past her position on the other side to the left, and beyond that, the Way opens into one of the little squares which punctuate its length.

Looking back, she sees that they're very close now. All of a sudden, an enormous wain pulls out - directly in the way of the two runners. Surely the youth is trapped now. There's no way he can get past it. She watches ...

Kol would chuckle to himself, if he could spare the breath. He reaches out in anticipation of catching the runner. The young man sees the wain, hesitates a moment in confusion, and then, incredibly, seems to accelerate towards it. He seems on a breakneck collision course when, at the last moment ...

... he veers to the side and angles up the wall which the wain's tarpaulin cover is scraping. Without breaking stride he dashes past the slow-moving obstacle, leaning at an impossible angle off the brickwork of the building, then disappears down in front of it ...

... landing not 20 feet from the waiting rogue.

Kol blinked in surprise momentarily. Such feats were not unheard of amongst his kind, but usually required a measure of Psychic Talent to perform.

Grunting Kol Moved back 20 feet and rushed towards the Wagon and lept into the air attempting to grab hold of the tar and canvas covering and climb over the slow moving vehicle.

OOC: Of course! Jump 12

Kol slows, then races towards the wagon. Jumping onto the back of it, he scrabbles for a grip, which costs him a few seconds, then hauls himself up the back. Getting to his feet at the top, he runs forward and sees the running man face to face with Payne. Ignoring the driver's startled curses, he pauses for a second to decide what to do. At this point, it would be easy enough to make his way quickly down the right hand side of the wain and run forward to the others.