Salvation Outpost - Chapter 2

Vathirond station is busy, but the train to Salvation is not. A dozen or so passengers are bound for the Outpost. You pay for your tickets and a short while later, you feel the lurch of the train getting underway. The train cars are simple and comfortable. Worn, but not tattered. It is well maintained and clean. Because there are so few passengers, you have no trouble finding a quiet spot away from prying ears.

By mid morning, the spectral curtain of the grey mist looms high above you. The town of Salvation Outpost quickly approaches. As you draw nearer, you notice the usually busy streets are nearly empty, save a few skittering around.

This is Peldan's first time on a train and he spends the majority of his time glued to the window seat with his eyes taking in all that he can see as they travel across the countryside.

Peldan notices an abandoned church on the west edge of the town. Based on the map Belaluur showed you, you believe this is where is the warforged have camped out. Its perimeter appears to be patrolled by two warforged soldiers.

37 notes another pair of warforged patrolling along Third Avenue heading toward Main Street.

Looking at the church, Armat recognizes that the weathered symbols currently adorning it, cover the remnants of a something else. Possibly the skull of some sort of creature.

"Looks like we won't have to worry about anyone getting caught in the crossfire." Kleber remarks, scanning the empty area.

The train comes to the platform and the group sees five warforged standing by. Kleber and 37 notice a captain, similar in design to the one at the Little Hen.

As the lightning rail comes to a stop, you hear the crackling of the elemental disapate. Belaluur looks to you, "I’ll head to Sheriff’s in an hour. I need to check in on my daughter and the shop.", she quickly mingles with the small departing crowd on the car, getting ready to disembark.