Clockwork, Steam & Sorcery
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~ The streets of Crowngate
Both Linda and Forge try to get out of the way but the press of the crowd too great. Linda is clipped but manages to roll out of the way (taking 1 hp of damage). Forge, intent on making sure Linda gets out of the way, is blindsided by the runaway cart (taking 3 hp of damage). Grunting through the momentary pain, he manages to hold on to the lip of the cart and pull himself up so that only his legs are dangling off the edge. He can see that this cart has been modified to have a metal box covered with dials and buttons. A wooden lever, snapped in half, sticks out of the side of the box.
~ Behind Philander's Clockwork, Rooksbridge
One of the young men stepped forward, rubbing a hairy hand against his large nose. "This really ain't no business of yours lass, so why don't you take yer boyfriend and leave us be! That little bugger stole something from us, and by Karthic I plan to get it back."
The young man before James climbed to his feet, grasping at James' hand. "'Ave mercy on me! Save me!" he pleaded. "Y'leave me with these fellas, and that's another body Longstock be fishing outta the bay morrow mornin'!"
Both Linda and Forge try to get out of the way but the press of the crowd too great. Linda is clipped but manages to roll out of the way (taking 1 hp of damage). Forge, intent on making sure Linda gets out of the way, is blindsided by the runaway cart (taking 3 hp of damage). Grunting through the momentary pain, he manages to hold on to the lip of the cart and pull himself up so that only his legs are dangling off the edge. He can see that this cart has been modified to have a metal box covered with dials and buttons. A wooden lever, snapped in half, sticks out of the side of the box.
~ Behind Philander's Clockwork, Rooksbridge
One of the young men stepped forward, rubbing a hairy hand against his large nose. "This really ain't no business of yours lass, so why don't you take yer boyfriend and leave us be! That little bugger stole something from us, and by Karthic I plan to get it back."
The young man before James climbed to his feet, grasping at James' hand. "'Ave mercy on me! Save me!" he pleaded. "Y'leave me with these fellas, and that's another body Longstock be fishing outta the bay morrow mornin'!"
Argent Silvermage
First Post
[OOC: Am I correct in thinking the machine is still moving?]
Forge holding his arm where he was clipped looks at the gear box and wishes Froud was here. He will stick his staff into the gear box in an attempt to stop the machine.
Froud you usless piece of hill sod! Where are you when I need Something destroyed?
Forge holding his arm where he was clipped looks at the gear box and wishes Froud was here. He will stick his staff into the gear box in an attempt to stop the machine.
Froud you usless piece of hill sod! Where are you when I need Something destroyed?
Jemal
Adventurer
"Yes, what is this 'something' that it is the lad has supposedly stolen from you?" James addresses the groups apparent leader, while Larina speaks to the boy.
Having a sudden bout of paranoia, he glances down at the boy to see if he has any visible weapons, or bulges that look like weapons under his cloak.
OOC: I just remembered a ploy JUST like this... the 'victim' that's being chased jabs a dagger into your side as you face his assaulters...
Having a sudden bout of paranoia, he glances down at the boy to see if he has any visible weapons, or bulges that look like weapons under his cloak.
OOC: I just remembered a ploy JUST like this... the 'victim' that's being chased jabs a dagger into your side as you face his assaulters...
Argent: yes, the cart is still moving. Not for long though - see below.
~ The streets of Crowngate
Thinking quickly, Forge jams his staff into the slot on the box, and with a grunt, manages to shift the mechanism inside. With the sound of metal grinding against metal, the cart shudders and finally comes to a stop - moments from collision with a nearby building. The force of momentum threw some of the bags off the back of the cart and onto the dwarf Enchanter in a cloud of flour and grain.
Linda scanned the crowd, and saw two halflings pushing throught to come running towards the cart. They stopped however, when Slash padded into their path, growling threateningly. Both came to a halt and simultaneously threw up their hands as if to calm the wolf.
"Nice doggie..." the first one, a rather plump halfling with silver curled mustache and wide-brimmed hat tried.
"Ah don't think it's workin'," the other, a ruddy-skinned blond informed his companion, his blue eyes locked on the lupine form before them.
~ Behind Philander's Clockwork, Rooksbridge
The young boy before James seemed to wilt under his suspicious gaze. He looked to Larina, hoping she would be more sympathetic "Beggin' yer pardon, ma'am, but I ain't steal nothin' from these ruffians," he squeaked, and was nearly immediately shouted down by the others.
"He got summar bread, and a pouch with ar money, the li'l demon!" the lead ruffian said, brushing a grimy dark lock out of his face. The others behind him nodded or gave verbal agreement.
"I swear on all that's holy, this stuff's mine!" the young boy insists, clutching at his pockets protectively.
~ The streets of Crowngate
Thinking quickly, Forge jams his staff into the slot on the box, and with a grunt, manages to shift the mechanism inside. With the sound of metal grinding against metal, the cart shudders and finally comes to a stop - moments from collision with a nearby building. The force of momentum threw some of the bags off the back of the cart and onto the dwarf Enchanter in a cloud of flour and grain.
Linda scanned the crowd, and saw two halflings pushing throught to come running towards the cart. They stopped however, when Slash padded into their path, growling threateningly. Both came to a halt and simultaneously threw up their hands as if to calm the wolf.
"Nice doggie..." the first one, a rather plump halfling with silver curled mustache and wide-brimmed hat tried.
"Ah don't think it's workin'," the other, a ruddy-skinned blond informed his companion, his blue eyes locked on the lupine form before them.
~ Behind Philander's Clockwork, Rooksbridge
The young boy before James seemed to wilt under his suspicious gaze. He looked to Larina, hoping she would be more sympathetic "Beggin' yer pardon, ma'am, but I ain't steal nothin' from these ruffians," he squeaked, and was nearly immediately shouted down by the others.
"He got summar bread, and a pouch with ar money, the li'l demon!" the lead ruffian said, brushing a grimy dark lock out of his face. The others behind him nodded or gave verbal agreement.
"I swear on all that's holy, this stuff's mine!" the young boy insists, clutching at his pockets protectively.
Argent Silvermage
First Post
"Sputter hack." There! That'll fix it . Forge says getting up and dusting himself off. There is four and grain coating him and thinkin his beard and hair. Are you well Linda?
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