Exit 23

[Vardeman]

Without warning, a spear of ice launches itself from the ground in front of the wolf, and hurtles at Danny, glancing off the shinbone of his left leg. (Danny takes 3 points of damage.)

Danny cries out as the spear of ice hits his leg. Incensed by the pain he ignores the sounds coming from the gas tank of his jerry-rigged flamethrower and lets out another blast of flame, trying to wash the stream over any unexploded molotovs near the creature, as well as hitting the creature itself. "Die, damn you, DIE!!!!!" he hollers baring his teeth in an unconscious mirror of the wolf's own visage.

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[Vardeman]

Without warning, a spear of ice launches itself from the ground in front of the wolf, and hurtles at Danny, glancing off the shinbone of his left leg. (Danny takes 3 points of damage.)

Danny cries out as the spear of ice hits his leg. Incensed by the pain he ignores the sounds coming from the gas tank of his jerry-rigged flamethrower and lets out another blast of flame, trying to wash the stream over any unexploded molotovs near the creature, as well as hitting the creature itself. "Die, damn you, DIE!!!!!" he hollers baring his teeth in an unconscious mirror of the wolf's own visage.

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[Jarval]

Forcing his already cold fingers into action, Daunte snaps the flare gun open, ramming another cartridge into place and hurriedly fires again. Despite the shoot-and-pray method of aiming used, the shot connects, and the flare slams into the wolf-creature, sending it sprawling to the ground as it melts away it's front leg. (To Hit: 20 + 2 - 4 - 2 = 14, Damage 6.)

The sudden reduction in the wolf's height causes John's last bottle to sail over it's head, again landing gently. (To Hit: 7 + 1 = 8.)

The wolf staggers back up, now standing on only three legs, only to meet with the business end of Danny's contraption. It pauses just a moment, then the flames wash over it... (7 points of damage)

Seconds later, there's nothing left but a rapidly freezing puddle on the snow. And Danny holding a now wildly juddering collection of tubes and a gas canister.

 

[Vardeman]

The wolf staggers back up, now standing on only three legs, only to meet with the business end of Danny's contraption. It pauses just a moment, then the flames wash over it... (7 points of damage)

Seconds later, there's nothing left but a rapidly freezing puddle on the snow. And Danny holding a now wildly juddering collection of tubes and a gas canister.

Danny, pumped on adrenaline, hurriedly gets rid of his quaking contraption, throwing it as far as he can, in the general direction of the wolf-thing, and then turns and runs, diving for cover behind the nearest available terrain.

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[Thomas Hobbes]

John, seeing two burning molotov cocktails lying next to a "flamethrower" improvised from a propane tank, follow's Danny's lead behind the nearest cover... preferably away from the gas pumps.

 

[loxmyth]

Daunte's eyes widen as the wolf melts into a puddle of nothingness. Spurred on by the sight of seeing the others racing away from the scene, the young law student follows suit, making a beeline for the safety of the diner.

 

[Jarval]

You all dive for cover, and... nothing happens. You're just about to get up to take a glance over, when with a FOOOOM Danny's flamethrower explodes violently, showering you with warm slush.

The following silence is eery, and you notice the snowfall has stopped. A couple of people from the rest stop come out to the parking lot, looking with alarm at the crater in the snow as you trudge back towards the warmth of indoors...

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BJ works hard on Mr Riley with his retrieved medical kit. Just as dawn breaks, his eyes flicker open, and he looks around at the room full of people.

"Has anyone seen my briefcase?" He asks weakly, his voice filled with concern.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"Right here, Mr. Riley," says John kindly handing him the breifcase. Then he holds out the snowglobe. "Although I think that you owe us an explanation."

 

[Jarval]

Riley clutches at the briefcase, looking through it in panic until John holds out the snowglobe.

"Ah." He says quietly. "I guess I might owe you that explanation. What's happened while I've been out?"

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"It got one other person besides you. He died." John grimaces. "One of the Trieze Corbins showed up. Sorry about going through your things, but it seemed appropriate." John seems genuinely apologetic. “According to him, his master summoned the demon and protected him against it. That was about all we got out of him. After that, we, ah, killed it. I think. It melted, anyway.”