"Let's go!" Hunter cries, sweeping his tools into his bag, slinging his bag over his shoulder and drawing his remaining pistol."To the pub!"


OOC: Tempest Tavern is on the way, it's a good place to regroup of we get separated.

"Coin? Where'd ya hear coin, you-"

But noone would hear what Olyx was going to call Roland, because the explosion shook everything and everyone, knocking books and scrolls from the shelves. Olyx's footing remained firm, however, as years of rolling decks and stormy seas made sure his balance was impeccable.

Of course, being in a cage for so long kind of made his legs rubbery, so he smacked against one of the shelves.

"Ow!", he yelled in pain as his head throbbed. He rubbed it as he approached the window, only for his eyes to widen at the sight of the throng of enemies pressing through the opening.

Guess the fight had found its way to him.

At Hunter's command, he snaps immediately to action. He grabs whoever seems to be dazed, shocked or surprised, guiding them firmly but not roughly towards the exit. "I know the way!", he yelled, "Follow me!"

OOC: Whoever wants to describe being led by Olyx, feel free!

"Kill Jester and burn the body," Kai says to the Alchemist before leaving with the others.  "Then scatter the ashes to the four winds.  He's one where if you don't, he'll be back."

"Ok then, leaving it is!"  Piper confirmed before reaching up and pulling out some cordage attached to Mosii's collar that served as her riding tack.

"Ok, go."  She prompted the feline which immediately sprung off, sprinting and jumping to find a route up and out of the castle's increasingly busy courtyard.

Quentin goes down to the dungeon, where he expects, and hopes, to find jester still caged...

"Stinking spray of cow shit" Hunter swore, and followed Quentin down the stairs.

Taking her belongings, Lirian followed Quentin and Hunter assuming they were going to the door. “Stubborn alchemist!” she thought when she saw Quentin going to the dungeon instead.  “Odds are the Jester is either dead or gone…”

Realizing she would not be of any help there (and not wanting to witness what could happen there), she readied her bow and stood at the door in the main floor to defend it.

“Be quick downstairs she asked Quentin and Hunter. “We must leave while we can, if we want to have any chance…

OOC: Lirian takes position in the door, bow ready, in hold if possible

Olyx was shocked at this sudden change of events. From running outside and onwards, to going straight down at the cellar to kill that weird cultist?

Robbed of all momentum, he just stood there blinking for a few moments, like an idiot. Then he just cursed loudly, drew his sword and stood guard in front of the door, shielding Lirian. His hands were a bit shaky; whether from stress, fatigue, adrenaline or fear, noone could tell. Probably a mix of all of the above.

"Bloody hells. Git behind me, lass", he grunted, standing in a defensive position in front of the door, using it as cover but blocking any unwanted stray foes from coming in.

As Hunter and Quentin make their way downstairs with the sounds of fighting and a battle happening around the area. The dust from the ground shaking explosions have blocked the view except for dust that has been kicked up. By the time you reach the bottom of the stairs you notice that some of the foundation has collapsed blocking your way but still gives you a clear view in the light.

While it's hard to make out you see the Jester's green eyes peering back as he steps in a hole that is in the wall. Some giant rats surround him as if to escort him. He gives an evil grin as he waves goodbye before dropping down the hole while seems to go down.

Meanwhile up above the fight continues, Lirian and Kai see that chance for them to leave without a fight is closing quickly. Roland is too bush throwing all manner of thing on the creatures to worry but it seems the keys guard is keeping up with the rats and able to keep them at bay that much longer. Soon you will be stuck fighting with them.
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“Tell Hunter and Quentin to hurry” Lirian asked to Kai. “We must leave now, or we’ll be engaged in close combat and unable to.”

Then she shot an arrow to the rats closing to Roland and the Guards, trying to help them while waiting for Hunter and Quentin to join them.

• 16:29, Today: Secret Roll: Lirian rolled 2,4 using d4,d6, rerolling max with rolls of 2,4.  Shooting at the rats. – 2,4. Hit if at short range
• 16:31, Today: Secret Roll: Lirian rolled 6 using 2d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5,1.  Damage (if hit is achieved). – 6. I guess at most a shaken…

Quentin abandons the plan and runs back upstairs and then across the yard to his horse. He shouts on the way: "That goddamn guy got rescued! Make bets who he really is!" Whether or not the term "VIP" is invented, Quentin is sure the guy is one such.

22:59, Today: Secret Roll: Quentin Fox rolled 5,1,3 using 1d6,1d6,1d6, rerolling max with rolls of 5,1,3.  Some running dice..

"We can't do anything here Quentin, let's go" Hunter called, and turned and ran up the stairs.


07:07, Today: Hunter Gallagher rolled 16,6 using d6,d4, rerolling max
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As you cross the court yard that was once peaceful and organized now looks like something out of a massive war. Dead men and women litter the battle field with more rats dead than them. You bob and weave out of the way of attacks from rats and alike. At some point you all make it across without a scratch on you. You take one last look back and notice that the guards are beating back the rats. Many are fleeing but the fight is long from over.

Outside of the gates you can see that the city itself seems to have a hush that has fallen over it. As the sun dips into the horizon you know that soon night will come and people are already preparing after what is happening at the castle.

As you start making your way through the city, you see little signs of rats throughout. Likely most of the forces are still at the castle or underground.

OOC: Where are you heading? If you are using the dogs to track (roll for one of the dogs) give them +1 for group effort.

If you want to regroup at the Tavern that works too. Just need to know where you are heading?

His hands shaking, his blade warding off any attacks coming close, trying to keep himself and his new friends safe- Olyx can feel shivers running down his spine all the while. Somehow, they managed to pass unscathed.

Wiping the perspiration with the back of his left hand, he huffed and puffed. He was standing up on nerve alone. "So... so where are we going after all? Tavern? I can lead the way...", he exclaimed loudly enough for all to hear.

“I’m afraid this would delay us” Lirian answered. “I believe we’d better go to the Varren’s state. It’s likely it’s poorly defended now, if it’s where they meet, or that we can find some info if not. We must hurry as their forces are busy elsewhere.”

Jenkins rejoined them once they were outside and relatively safe.

Hunter looked around. It appeared they were all close together, except Piper was some distance ahead. "PIPER!" He yelled out, beckoning with both hands. "We're going to big muckity Muck's estate" he said when she was close enough to talk.
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Mosii had stopped and perched atop a battlement after it became clear the others weren't following after the decision was made to leave.

Once the pair finally spotted the rest coming along they took off again, only to stop and wait again, before finally circling back.

Once Piper had been informed of the new plan she asked, "Where's that?"

Aeress was overwhelmed by the chaotic mess, but when Lirian and Hunter converged on the plan, Aeress fell in line.  It was better to be swift right now.

"Right, we should advance carefully.  But quickly."

Olyx shrugged- the tavern sounded like a far better place, for way too many reasons. Not the least of which- alcohol.

Then he realized, that muckity muck's estate might potentially have even better alcohol in the cellar.

With a grin, he turned to the others. "Alright, I've no idea where to go- lead the way!", he said loudly enough for all to hear, and fell back right next to the person leading the party now. Every step, his confidence grew, and his shakiness and stress lessened. The sailor was getting his sea legs back quite quickly.

OOC: If you are all agreed you would like to head that direction then I will move this thread to a new thread to continue to the story. Just want to make sure there isn't anything else lingering that anyone needs to do before they leave the castle?

ooc: good to go

OOC: I'm good to go too, wherever the party goes!

OOC: I'm also good with going. The States are our goal now.

Lirian walks through the city with her bow ready. If she sees some of the giant rats, she shoots at them
This message had punctuation tweaked by the player at 17:59, Tue 23 Jan.

Good to go. Hunter is *not* shooting the first thing he sees, he's trying to avoid contact.

Story continued in the next chapter.