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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Radiating Gnome" data-source="post: 357753" data-attributes="member: 150">I want a TankPart 2The party moved around, just inside the city wall, looking for a break in the line that surrounded the town.  But there was nothing.  The spellcasters were looking through their pouches and scrollcases for some last ditch idea to get past the line, when they heard a door open nearby.  “Psst!”  a handsignaled to them, calling them over to a shadowed alley.  They shuffled closer.  They were met by the young gypsy that had escaped from the relocation center at the train depot when the party had attacked.  A quick casting of Tongues later they managed to talk out a plan.  The gypsy knew a way to get them out of the city, but they would have to do something for his father in return.  They agreed.  The gypsy led them into a building, down into the basement.  A few others were down there – some townsfolk, some gypsies.  They held open a section of wall that, when shut, would conceal the entrance to small tunnel.  They followed the gypsy into the tunnel, crawling for hundreds of yards in the claustrophic dank, getting short of breath, until finally the tunnel turned upwards and they found themselves at the woodline, outside the army’s perimeter around Selinka.  The young man, named Marek, led the party through the woods, doing his best to cover their trail.  Once Eli figured out what he was doing, the Elf joined him in the effort.  Eventually they made their way to a hidden cave.Inside the cave they found a small community of hungry-looking gypsies, lead by a old man, Marek’s father, called Staszek.Staszek saw to their needs immediately – food and rest and some precious water to clean themselves with.  He would wait to talk to them in the morning.* * *They slept through most of the following day, waking in time to share the evening meal with the gypsies.  Once they were done eating, Staszek surprised everyone with a small incantation of his own, touched Crys on the arm, and then started to speak to the party in their own common tongue.  He told them that he needed their help – whether they were Americans, or Outlanders, or angels of heaven, he needed their help, and understood that they had made a promise in exchange for their escape from Selinka.  What he needed from them was a bit of destruction.  He was no hero, no partisan, and his people had never been treated well in Poland or anywhere else in Europe.  Usually he had no reason to make this war his own, as long as he and his people could avoid the Einsatsgruppe and not end up in the camps.  Marek risked a lot – and had been captured, when the party freed him – to try to get information and food for the gypsies. But there was something much darker than a land war going on in Poland, and Staszek had no idea what to do, or who to tell, but information smuggled out of Treblinka led him inescapably to the conclusion that the Nazis there had made bargains with dark powers.The infernal creatures – the Wehrwolves, the devils the party described to him – were, in and of themselves, frightening, but not all that new.  There had been reports of this sort of evil abroad for a few months now.  They were the work of a scientist called Hindenburg, who had his lab situated within the walls of Treblinka.  They were terrible, but in their current numbers would probably not be enough to turn the tide of the war.But there was a factory near Treblinka.  It was run by those prisoners strong enough to work.  Until now it had been a munitions factory, but it was being retooled at the moment to mass produce Hindenburg’s summoning device – if the factory were to go into operation the swarm of devils would be unstoppable.  The factory had to be destroyed.  At any cost.  But Staszek had no idea how it could be done, no way until the Outlanders arrived and proved that they could take on the devils and win.The heroes had questions.  Staszek and Marek had not seen or heard of a SS officer named Axom, and shuddered at thedescription of the mind flayer.  They were certain, though, based on the party’s description, that he would be at Treblinka with Hindenberg.  Crys wondered about the alliance with the devils – what payment could the nazis offer?  But Staszek only needed to offer a partial answer.  “They bring all the jews, and the Roma, and others, to the camps.  They burn the bodies, once they have been sucked dry, to hide the evidence.  The human ash falls on the ground for miles.”</blockquote>

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