Alietra, using her acrobatic skills learned from the Thieves' Guild, leaps into the air just before  the contraption slams into her and lands in the cart behind the engine, where three small, dark blue scaly creatures are hanging on for dear life. One has wrapped itself around a lever pulled backwards and the other pair are clutching the sides of the cart, their little clawed toes dangling in the air behind them as they bark and yip in terror.

Just so I'm clear on what's going on....this cart is hooked up behind the train, and we're traveling with it?   

Amalrik watches  .. as .. a .. metallic .. dragon .. swooshes by. A frightful roar causes him to stand very still, even his eyes don't blink.

Einhard presses his back against the wall as the train rushed by. As the dwarfed rolled, or was that a tumble, out of the way, Einhard asked "What the hell is that thing?" Once the train had passed, he turned to follow it and make sure everyone got out of the way safely.

Does meeting my death save count as dying or surviving?
19:47, Today: Dwarghar Stoneblood rolled 8 using 1d20. Save v. death.

OOC - meeting it usually saves.

Dwarghar realizes it's too late to jump out of the way. What does a professional Trapper do when faced with a stampede?

They get low. The dwarf drops to the floor between the rails just before the metal monstrosity thunders over him.

C R A S H

The train smashes headlong into the cart Regdoc and Sasar were riding, denting the engine and sending the cart catapulting over Alietra's head and down into the darkness of the shaft.

S P L A T

A moment later the engine slams into the gelatinous cube, sending a spray of acidic goo everwhere and knocking Yagi's statue free to fall on its side in the seventh and final cart.

The large uncellular organism silently contemplates the repercussions of the use of combustion engines for the Underdark as its carried upward towards the blocked mountaintop entrance.
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"PUSH THE LEVER ALIETRA!!!"
This message was last edited by the player at 13:12, Fri 17 May 2019.

Alieta was momentarily frozen, jaw agape at the sheer spectacle of all this -- doing the absolute best that she could with her low-average intellect to make sense of it all, and failing.

But Brother Brodd's command cut through her mental mash and spurred her to action:

"Right!  Got it!!"   

Alietra pushes the level...

Fighting the velocity that's pinned the small humanoids, Alietra strains to reach the lever and wraps her hand around the stubby-horned skull of the kobold wrapped around it...now if she can only manage to push...

[Roll under Strength please]

Alietra rolled 17 using 1d20.  strength roll.

Nope...

As g-forces pull at Alietra's face and her lithe muscles shudder in protest, a magic missile lashes out from behind her and strikes the kobold. Alietra flinches as the kobold goes flying.

"Just push de stick already!"

[Try again]

Alietra rolled 17 using 1d20.  strength roll.

Nope...

Gritting her teeth, she pushed for all she was worth, but to no avail!

Same thing that happened when I joined, and was taking out zombies...only now it's not a good thing...

The circular crack of sunlight ahead starts looming larger where the party was first entombed.

"Me dunno bout you but me gonna jump!"
This message was last edited by the GM at 18:07, Fri 17 May 2019.

Brodd begins to chase after the train, heading back up the tunnel, stopping long enough to check Thud, Sasar, and Dwarghar. Seeing the first two beyond help, and the third unharmed, he goes after Alietra.
This message was last edited by the player at 18:11, Fri 17 May 2019.

She squinted at her scaly traveling companion, blinking several times against the wind.   Then looked about, noting how fast this thing was going.   Then  back at him.

"Okay!  I'll go after you!"  hoping to get an idea from his fate whether doing so was survivable.

She also gave the lever another push, but man that thing just would not budge!

Alietra rolled 20 using 1d20.  strength roll.
This message was last edited by the player at 18:25, Fri 17 May 2019.

The lever breaks off in Alietra's hands.

There's a bunch of scaly things, but was that a red dress Alietra saw spill out of the back cab?

[Roll DEX]

Alietra rolled 18 using 1d20.  dex roll.   Fail!    Again!

I *never* roll consecutively this high...what a laugh!  It wants me dead!  But I've known that for years. 

A dress??   This was all some weird dream, she was sure.   Any moment now, she'd wake up, hung over, back at the tavern...

[Roll d4 damage]

Brodd doubled down to reach Alietra! Running and huffing and puffing up the slope to reach her side.

Alietra rolled 3 using 1d4.  damage.

Well, that does it for me, only got three...

OOC - you're alive, you're at 0! Knocked out.

As Brodd runs as fast as his tabard will allow, his eyes widen as he sees the goblin pull herself up and begin brushing the cement-like goop off of her dress.

"Is all good. You check on de hoo-mahn girl...don' mind me..."

Brodd started in his step and stopped for 1 second, then continued huffing and puffing to Alietra's side, where, upon arriving, he dropped to his knees to check for life.