Valar Karackson's Story

If Gainsboro’s face plate were to able to show emotions, this would be one of those times.
Right after he spotted the cycling lad tumble into an open manhole, a ragtag group of three and a dog also jumped into it, and promptly closed it off. He wanted to open it again and follow after them, but had no time as the pursuing group of cultists, and another group of cultists, perhaps led to them by those three, zeroed in upon the two. With considerable regret, he took off into the direction they were previously going.

“Well, guess it is the two of us.” Gainsboro grunted in affirmation. “I sincerely hope he’ll make it to the station in time, and didn’t get shanked by those three, or by cultists. Speaking of cultists, i can’t seem to shake them off.” That was not entirely true. For several blocks they had followed him, he’d manage to lose that particular group, only to later on run into another, and needing to repeat his steps a few times.

Another problem was that he no longer really knew where he was going, since he hadn’t the time to closely observe his surroundings. He began to become more and more desperate as time went on. Eventually he ran into a dead ending street, with a bunch of cultists at the end, gorging themselves on cadavers, people they had most likely slaughtered themselves. Gainsboro and the man he had been carrying all the while, still found themselves at the start of the street when the feasting cultists took note of them, and started coming for them with their bloodcrazed grins.

Gainsboro found himself at an impasse. He couldn’t go back, nor forward. He couldn’t spot any immediate alley’s either. looking into the distance he spotted a stairway to the left of him, with simple but sturdy looking railings, and a wide light pole, that was somewhat close to the brick wall of the house. Having become truly desperate, he made a run for the stairs. “Hold on tight friend, i’ll attempt to jump up on the roof of that house over there.”

As he ran, the stairs came ever closer, but so did the cultists in front of him. They weren’t fast enough however, as he was already climbing- no sprinting up the stairs as they came in reach.
He kicked of with his left feet when he hit the last tread. He pushed off the railing with his right for extra lift and momentum towards the wall of the house. With a swift kick from his left, he directed himself towards the light pole. Gainsboro pulled his legs a bit towards his chest, as he would need both his legs for the final push. He wasn’t sure if he was going to make it, but even then he’d be able to at least throw the guy up there. At last his feet touched upon the light pole, and with a twist towards the left, and with all the power he could muster, he jumped towards the roof.

Kai Ember ~

Although she had called after the pink-haired boy, he must of been too far ahead, because he didn't turn back. He seemed to have ran on ahead. Kai didn't have time to worry about it for too long though. She felt a hand squeeze her shoulder and turned. The tall Nord offered her a pistol and asked her if she knew how to use it. She nodded. She had learned how to use one in her short lived and unfortunate time in the Ulteris military academy back home. She accepted the pistol - it was probably a good idea. Even though she was good with martial arts, a gun was probably more useful in this situation. As per his advice, she put her hand on his shoulder, and the group traveled in a line with the big dog - Chester - sniffing up ahead. Crouched and careful, they moved as quickly as could be expected in a dark sewer pipe. Every echo and drip caused them to pause and listen for the cultists. Sometimes Kai though she heard an ominous shuffling, but it always seemed to disappear.
After a little ways the Nord signaled for them to stop. He opened a manhole above them and cupped his hands for Kai to step up to look out. She stepped up onto his hands and he hoisted her up to look out of the manhole. She looked around, desperately looking for the train station. She just poked the top of her head through to remain as inconspicuous as possible. Chaos still reined in the streets. She ducked as a mutated cultist, hissing and screeching, lumbered past. She poked her head up again, holding her breath. Then she saw it - not too far and not too close, but in view - was what appeared to be the train station. It was a tall building, with stairs and columns and arched doors leading into a long dome-like structure. Kai could see train tracks leading into and out of the domed building. The building looked beautiful in a worn, old way. She saw groups of people desperately pushing through the arches and into the station. Best of all, she saw a manhole not too far from the stairs leading up to the station. If they made it that far, they would be within 20 feet of the train station. They just had to make it before the train left.
Kai dropped back down into the tunnel and relayed what she saw to the group.

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The giant man finally caught up with them. "Thanks" the nord said passing them.

"Thanks for what?" Lucious pondered. Then he felt a wave of drowsiness hit him. Not to the point of collapsing, but similar to that of coming off of a caffeine high. "Oh no..." He had accidentally cast a different type of spell, in which it granted all persons in his general area the ability to see in darkness instead of just him. Of course, some would say this is better, since it grants more people visibility. However, more people, means more magic. This spell will take much more energy than the alternative.

The nord handed the Teker a pistol as they continued. And as the ragtag group progressed through the putrid stench, the nord opened up one of the covers and lifted to girl so that she could see what was going on outside. Apparently, they weren't far from the train station, and it wouldn't take long before they would arrive. "Thank the heavens." Lucious thought. They were going to live.

"Let us continue to the safe haven" Lucious said aloud. "With haste, if you please." He gestured with his hands to add emphasis.

Valar lowered the girl back down and grinned as he learned what she had seen. "OK, we're really close we're taking the next sewer outta here boy" he said petting Chester. The girl lead the way towards the next tunnel with everyone trotting eagerly behind her. He opened the sewer hatch right under the train station. He started to lift the girl up through the manhole. "Keep the gun" he said "You can give it back to me on the train." He handed Chester up out of the tunnel and he was so happy to be out that he bounded around and even tried to lick the other people who had been in the tunnel with him. They were finally out of the tunnels. They were finally at the station. Time to get the hell out of here