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[Thugren]

He points to the door of his forge

" than find him and meet him yourself."

The forgaster pushes past you without another word and stops.

" if your looking for him try up north in dc ... Other than that, get out of this town quickly... It's about to get very uncomfortable here."

[Iron K]

"Well sorry to bother you, but I was told that you were the guy to speak to. Hope I didn't cause you any trouble." Skive say respectfully, and walks towards the exit. Then he stops, and turns around with an interested look on his face.
"What do you mean 'very uncomfortable'?"

[Thugren]

There is a loud explosion and the ground rocks hard beneath your feet. The sound of sirens fills the air as gunshots rip through the din.


" that's why.."

The blacksmith smirks , grabbing a large hammer

[Iron K]

"Haha.. Well, as I said, I do like straight answer. You did give me a direction to go, so how about I give you a helping hand this one time? As a way of saying thanks?" Skive says in a calm manner.

[Thugren]

The great forge master nods and pushes the doors open as the sounds of gunfire rip through the air.

Ho siht peacemakers and rebel fighters have turned the town inside out as the violence escalates. Bodies lie in pieces across the street as the large smith removes his apron , revealing a heavily tattooed back.

" brothers to me!"

He sours in a booming voice as a squad of rebels rally to his side.

" now is your chance to run mate."

The blacksmith growls.

" if you are seen fighting with us it will brand you."

[Iron K]

Skive gives out a laugh.
"I really don't like to run away. And people will always try to label or brand you. As long as you and your guys understand I do this as a way of saying thanks, there is no problem for me!" He says as he walks up to the Blacksmith with an honest grin.
"So, lead the way?"

[Thugren]

the large forge smith nods and he breaks into a charge.

the men folloe him, bellowing a battle cry all their own as they turn the corner into the judicial gardens.

ho siht enforcers, clad in heavy enforcer plate hide in the hedges and shrubs, trading shots wit hthe rebels as you are driven back behind a hedge by a curtain of sniper fire.

the blacksmith crouches low and grumbles.

"you can go around or i can make you an opening whelp...what do you want."

[Iron K]

Skive takes a quick look over the hedge, and ducking back before presenting the snipers with an easy shot. Then he gives the Blacksmith a look and a smile.

"There is never just two options or ways to go in life. You just have to look a bit harder for the other ways. Let me just try something, and then we will see what options we have.."

Spoiler

Trying to create fog, or if it goes really good, a snowstorm that can cover the advance of the team: 1d100 rolled for a total of: 31 (31)

[Thugren]

the mist is light, thick enough to obscure the fog, but not enough to mask yyour approach.

The blacksmiths weapon morphs into a large targe and he wades into the gunfire, his men trading shots with the ho siht men .

you see the men are standingg beside what looks like a kerosene tanker, a well placed blast or explosion could rupture the tank and end the fire fight

[Iron K]

Skive watches the Blacksmith wade into the fight, shaking his head.
"I must say that he knows how to inspire a guy.." He says out loud with a smile. Then he turns towards the nearest rebel:
"Excuse me sir, do you have a gun that I might borrow for a short while? I promise that I will return it afterwards."

[Thugren]

He tosses you his ak, " here you go man lets get this shit moving."

He laughs tossing a grenade over the cover and ducking low

" frag out!"

The grenade bursts splattering a group of peacekeepers to the right of the tank .

[Iron K]

"Let's see then.. This end goes boom when I press this trigger.. Right. Figured it out!"
After the explosion had settled, Skive dives out of cover. He runs low and fast, keeping the AK close.

When he is half way to the tanker, Skive muster his Cryomantic powers, and tries to create a low wall of ice to take cover behind.

Spoiler

Okay, trying to NOT stand in the open and get shot: 1d100 rolled for a total of: 12 (12)

[Thugren]

you manage to get the wall up as shots rip into it. The wall all but melts under the focused fire as a searing pain rips through your forearm.

hot blood runs into your clothes as the blacksmith shifts his sheild into a long spear and hurls it with all his might into the tankers casuing it to explode violently , sending meaty chunks all over the battlefield.

Regroup! Tend the wounded!"

he growlss as the young boy from before rushes to your side checking your wounds.


"damn...thank goodness it isnt bad."

[Armoured Priest]

opened bump.

[Iron K]

"Damn, that was a bigger blast than I expected!" Skive half screams as he tries to get rid of the ringing in his ears.

As he notices the young lad, he smiles and hands over the rifle. "Thanks for the loan, sorry that I couldn't be of more help."

[Thugren]

The young man tends your wound as the massive smith turns to you .

" your a lucky one ain't ye."

He motions to what looks like a maintainence shed."


Go in there and cut their power... Caleb will go with you... Chop chop lad."

[Iron K]

"Well I don't no about lucky, but I seem to survive." Skive answers the smith before turning towards the man known as Caleb. "Shall we?"
Then he sets of towards the shed, jogging softly, and keeping low.

[Thugren]

Caleb keeps pace, checking his wrest mounted PDA.

You open the shed and find a small work room and at the very back a door.



" it should be right there."

He answers motioning at the door

[Iron K]

"Hmh.. Almost seems too easy.. Oh well." Skive says with a shrug, and crosses the room and opens the door.

[Thugren]

You where right, as you enter the room a peacekeeper lunges at you, knife raised and being brought down with wicked speed