OOC:
Makes some rolls in the background... chuckles evilly...
As you set out towards town, you can hear pursuit organizing behind you, and it's not long before they're getting closer, unburdened by any extra weight. You pass around a patch of thick brush, Erich's eyes barely making it out in the dark before you crash into it. The pursuit isn't so lucky, and a couple minutes later, you hear them crashing through the brush, cursing loudly as they try to work their way through it.
Not long after, you make your way carefully down a steep drop-off, losing precious time as you navigate the natural barrier. Once again, they are not so lucky, and you hear them falling down and groaning loudly. One man screams, and you have to assume that he broke something.
A couple of miles later, you no longer hear the sound of approaching cultists. It seems that you've escaped successfully.
OOC:
Their rolls on the chase were 1, 9, and 5... yours were 18, 16, and 13 lol