Salvation Outpost - Chapter 2

Ser Armat gave pursuit to the fleeing warforged calmly, watching as it slammed into the door that would not give. It raised its shield against bolts incoming bolts, but with that, its life was spent as he pressed his advantage and swung his halberd for the killing blow...

As soon as Armat's halberd finds purchase and the Warforged succumbs to his injuries, 37 races to grab the nearest body and begin dragging it out of sight.

"Hide the bodies, and get ready for our next ambush! We don't have long!" 37 calls out in a yelled whisper as he labors to follow the plan.

With great force the halberd came down, ripping the warforged's shield from his arm. With a thrust the metal pommel of the halberd rammed its face and as it reeled, grasping at its injury, Armat rammed the halberd spike through its torso and twisted, ruining its innards. As the light in its eyes dimmed Armat ripped the halberd free letting his foe fall to its knees, and quite unnecessarily, with a casual final swing Armat decapitated his foe.

Armat turned to the last warforged standing, 37. He had not lowered his battle stance..
"Ambush? What do you speak of?"

"Ambushing the patrols before we engage the main body," 37 replies, continuing to drag a warforged body off the street.

Armat looked up and down the street. What were these people up to?
"And you didn't think to include me in this genius plan of yours?"

"It is not our job to track you down," comes the simple reply.

Vice runs in and collects his fallen weapons, before helping move the fallen Blades. "Argue later, survive now." he says while struggling with the body. "Besides, there's plenty more where these two came from. Are we waiting here for the next patrol to come 'round, or going to find them?"

"Set up our next ambush here again."

SheK comes up as she puts away her useless bow and ignores any stray arrows. "That was quick. Other patrol should be here soon." Obviously the violence just done doesn't bother her a bit.

"Start collecting the arrows and bolts or the patrol will know what happened here." Kleber says while hr rushes to help Vice with the body, cursing in Orcish about how the warforged are as heavy as someone made out of metal should be.

Vice huffs and puffs and tries to move warforged. . .

37 was a big metal man wearing full plate armor, but his steps were surprisingly light as he drug the body.

Not seeing we are leaving this spot just yet, SheK finds a spot nearby to hide in.

Stealth roll

Peldan will use Vigilant Blessing upon himself

goin' sneaky-beaky like