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Kell anticipates an escalation of aggression after the water fiasco. Slowly, he draws forth an arrow from his quiver and starts casually twirling it in his finger. Kell hold his bow behind his back, not trying to hide it completely but merely keeping it the background. He starts softly...

Carrion, shaking with rage, seems to calm a bit on hearing Gremlin's words. "Yeah...yeah, let's get back to it." He starts grabbing chunks of debris from the collapsed building and throwing them into a pile he's creating behind him. "This is new to me, you know? I'm...not a hero like you...

Ottokar, upon hearing this information, throws up his hands in frustration. "So what now? The only leads we have are...unusual possibilities. And even if one were to believe in...the things we were talking about, we have no way of tracking something like that." The young initiate runs his...

Carrion looks up, seemingly not winded at all but covered with a fine dust of concrete. "I'd say we got our butts kicked. Some terrorists come in and blow up buildings, crushing, shooting, or incinerating hundreds of innocent people. What did we do? We helped bring about the deaths of some...

Lokin, with his torch aloft in his left hand, runs after Zurd, doing his best to keep the half-orc in view to act as a beacon. (OOC: Lokin is only moving a standard 20' this round, as he doesn't know exactly where he is heading and, since he is going shieldless, he doesn't want to sacrifice...

Kell watches the unfolding scene carefully, his face nearly expressionless. Like a hunter stalking a buck, he slowly moves his hand to the bow he left leaning against the table. With his right, he almost casually pops the leather covering of his quiver, revealing over a dozen gray...

Carrion continues to dig through rubble and set up makeshift supports for the crumbling building, per CPU's instruction.

Please put me on the alt list. I know it's a longshot at this point, but I love the setting and the game.

Carrion is pushing the steel beam into place as CPU as instructed. Looking over that the larger building, he nods at Gremlin. "Let's go. Just show me where you need me."

Kell grins. "Well, that sounds pretty good to me. You seem to have a pretty good setup here but...well, I guess I wouldn't expect any less from the Knights. You mentioned a half-elf woman. Who was she? Seems a bit unusual for someone like her to be around these parts but..." Kell gestures...

I gave a brief description of what he was doing in Post #292. Let me know if you need more detail.

Ottokar steps back from the window. "Since I can't figure out how fresh these claw marks are, they could have been here for a while. But since they are by the obvious escape route, let's figure that they are connected...as we don't have anything else to go on. What has claws but also uses a...

Carrion looks down into the smoking remains of the building with horror. "What did they do? What did WE do?" Carrion leaps down from the top of the building he was on, quickly gliding over to the rubble. Using his immense strength, he starts grabbing slabs of cement and steel, tossing them...

Lokin nods to Kyle as he starts securing his shield to his back. "Yeah, we should have warned you, I suppose. We'll figure something out after we clean this place out. For all the trouble it's been, no one is ready to walk out and give up their claim on whatever treasure is in here. So it...

(OOC: Based on this explosion from below, am I to believe that the snipers are rigged to blow?)

Carrion hears his instructions but he shakes his head. "Listen, I can grab people all day but these snipers will just shoot someone else instead. I'm going for a guy with a gun. Neutralize the problem at the source." Carrion jumps out the window he came in through, taking flight and going...

(OOC: Eskon has a bedroll but no tent. Not much of an outdoorsman.)

Ottokar comes back to body. "From what I can tell, I'd say it was poison. No other visible wounds and his bones appear intact. Now you say scratch marks by the window? Are they fresh? Because poison points to a professional killer. Scratch marks...well, an animal? I'm not liking where this...

Carrion surveys the carnage and panic rise up in him. Shaking it off, he lopes forward on all fours, grabbing wounded and downed victims with his arms and tail, spreading his wings to cover them from further attacks. Grabbing as many people as he can, he will proceed to carry them to cover...

Kell moves up next to the dwarf. "If we move on, you know he'll only talk more. The more he sees, the more he has to comment on." He looks up at Tanner. "My voice is fine, by the way, but soup does sound good. Or anything else, for that matter. We've been moving at a good clip. No time...