Good Morning, loose ends
With the group remaining in the ruined building a smoke comes in through a gap under the rotting door. It smells of very hot fire and molten metal, the distant noises of the smiths and factories can be heard in the uncomfortable silence of the room.
The path ahead is not clear. The Chaosmen seem to have taken the killer to do with what they will and the implications are that the Dustmen are up to something dark.
Fradak seems to have traded one dark evil place for a darker place with it's own set of problems but takes comfort in the absence of any signs of slavery.
Leau finds himself increasingly wary of this places politics.
Lex has yet to find the person he is looking for.
Sir Reginald wonders if law was served by his current actions.
The silence is broken by the creaking of the door as it opens. A box shaped cheature much like Lex opens the door, looks around, takes a step inside the mechanical sounds of it's movement the only sounds it makes as it turns as if to leave.