In reply to Danos (msg # 932):

The great elemental gently places something on the ground, and reaches back into the mud. The thing it put down is...chunky!

In reply to behemoth (msg # 933):

"It seems to no longer be hostile!"

He rushes over and heals chunky, then heals others who are injured.

[Private to GM: All Healing 4 points, chunky 1, 8 under, 6-1=5 under
Snorri, 8 under, 3-1=2 under, 7-2=5 under, 14-3=11 under
]

Oren continued trying to help Snorri, shooting Kirpich a dirty look for tending to the pile of dirt before the dying person.

In reply to Oren (msg # 935):

One thing at a time!
Kirpich  goes to heal Chunky, who still seems to be
unconscious.


Snorri is a mess, covered in muck, with some obviously  broken bones. His chest looks caved in and bright blood
flecks his lips as he wheezes.
 "Oren... I  must confess..."
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In reply to Oren (msg # 935):

Marlena heads around to where Stringfellow   is attempting   to climb
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"Easy lad, easy now..."

In reply to Oren (msg # 938):

"...Oren, I work for Kalvo Tvasi. I was to mark the trail so they could get to you after we found the lost
payroll..."

The sting of betrayal shines on Oren's face before he can hide it, a mixture of shock and pain and disbelief. "No," he whispers, backing away from the broken man. "You can't..."

He catches himself, closes his eyes, then falls to his knees once more to continue binding Snorri's wounds. "How were you to mark the path? What sign were you giving them?"

[Private to GM: Oren's plan is to mark the path to lead them away, or into danger. He also plans to save Snorri's life... he's not happy with the man, but saving his life would mean that Snorri owes him a life-debt. And even though he betrayed them, he likes Snorri, and thinks the man could be useful.]

Danos focuses on recovering what he can from the mule. Is there any chance the mule is still alive and capable of walking?

Syvanus watches, unsure of what to do...

After attempting to climb up the back of the creature a second time and slipping off, Stringfellow looks around to see if there is anything else he can help with.

In reply to Stringfellow Hill (msg # 943):

Marlena  shakes her head at the mule, still under the shadow
of the elemental, and cqlls to Syvanus
"we need to get that control device, because it looks
 like its about to try and get up again!"

Syvanus Concentrates  on getting the wand

[Private to GM: 08:33, Today: Syvanus rolled 9 using 3d6.  Apportation. By 3]
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In reply to Syvanus (msg # 945):

The wand appears in Syvanus' hand. The elemental suddenly stiffens.

Syvanus point the wand at the behemoth and says Gently rise with out hurting anyone, use your hands for balance.

In reply to Syvanus (msg # 947):

The elemental turns to look at youm, and complies, raising itself up. It looks pointedly at a
 spot in the muck.

In reply to behemoth (msg # 948):

"Syvanus, get him to kneel and help club and mule out of the muck. Now chunky is OK, I can see to Snorri."

Well done, please lift the other elemental and the mule from the muck and set them aside.

In reply to Syvanus (msg # 950):

The elemental  had already rescued Chunky, and gently retrieves club. It doesn't   seem to recognize   what part of the mule is good to lift, ad it picks it up by a broken foreleg.

In reply to behemoth (msg # 951):

Kirpich heals Snorri, or at least stabilizes him.

"Friends before strangers, or in this case, traitors. Hold still while I heal you, then you should tell us all about it."

[Private to GM: Major Healing, 4 points, rolls 10 under skill]

The Mule is better lifted gently from underneath... many things on it are of value to us...

"Can you do anything for the mule, Kirpich?"

In reply to Oren (msg # 954):

The mule looks beyond repair.
Snorri is in horrible shape, but notgetting any worse.

[Private to Kirpich Rockson: Snorri is now at 0 hp chunky and club need attending   to.]

"Snorri. What sort of trail were you to leave?"

In reply to Oren (msg # 956):

"I cut notches into treetrunks, and dropped coins with
a mark that could be tracked by magic. I have some still with
 me."