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The half-elf was still in the town, with the fire and the Ettin and the raiders. Maybe there were others, too; townsfolk who were still alive but couldn't make it out on their own.

Carver set Furnace down gently and turned around. "He's hurt," he murmured to the girl. "He needs... help... I'll be back in a few... minutes."

He took a step, then another, then a third. This wasn't so hard. Walking was just step after step, after all. Vis and the others were practically rescued already. He was getting quite close to the town now, he was certain - why, he could see the lights from the fires right in front of his eyes. Now he just had to find the half-elf, and everything would be grand.

All these thoughts and more ran through the knight's head as he collapsed to the ground at Alula's feet, about a meter away from where he had placed the gnome.

Carver tried to push himself back up as he'd done so many times during the day, but found he hadn't the strength. Failing that, he began to crawl, hand on knee, back towards the village. This was somewhat slower, but slow and steady won the race. The half-elf would be rescued, as sure as sure could be.

The darkness closed in on the knight slowly and then immediately. A few feet later, he stopped crawling.
Metal it is, then!

I... was not prepared for this one! Will sleep on it!

Hmmm. I just had an interesting thought about the elements. I'll PM the GM about it.
Carver's with Alula and Furnace. Not totally sure where Separ and Suki are, but I imagine they're not far.

And exceptional! Alula, Carver and Furnace can all collapse in a big, unconscious pile together.
Carver is thirty seconds from lurching back into town to look for Vis.

It's really fifty-fifty on whether he makes it at this point.
We can probably open up a thread on the main forum now - we only need two more people, and we'll get them quick over there.
Edit: @TheWizardLizard Not to be picky, but I am pretty sure anyone who has eardrums would hear that explosion


Right, right, sorry, forgot about that. Fixing.

Curse that enemy spellcaster!
Carver was burning. The heat from the inferno was cooking him alive inside his armor, and in a strange place in his mind outside lucid thought, he felt a brief pang of pity for all the roast chickens he had eaten in his life time.

A thunderous crack filled his eardrums, and a shockwave pushed into him from behind, bowling him off his feet. Perhaps Kelvin's work, or another display of power from the spellcaster? He hoped for the former as he struggled, unsteadily, to his feet. He was torn for a moment between continuing or returning to try and help the others. The gnome was in the most pressing danger - he carried on his course.

He could scarcely see from the blood and smoke in his visor, and so he held it as an act of divine providence (or perhaps profound luck) when he almost literally tripped across a small form laying prone in a pile of rubble. Either this was the gnome or a strangely-proportioned child; either way, they very certainly needed to be removed from this situation.

The ground shook nearby, and Carver just made out the silhouette of the Ettin a few meters away. A mighty blow landed, and Carver's armor was rained with chips of wood - apparently, the Ettin hadn't noticed the Paladin, and was preoccupying itself with destroying the village.

Carver, with as much stealth as a burning man clad in full plate armor could muster, bent over the gnome. He was agonizingly aware of the fact that his armor was more than hot enough to burn skin at the moment, so he grabbed a nearby curtain that was only burned a little, stamped the fire out of it, and swathed the unconscious gnome in it like the world's largest baby. Then, once more that day, the knight ran.

He ran until he could breathe without smoke filling lungs, until the cracking of burned wood faded into the distance. He coughed, still holding the gnome to his chest. His burns ached, hiw wounds bled, and his eyes told him that they wanted to close. He told them to shut up.

There were trees here. Carver coughed again, and called out hoarsely: "Alula! Kelvin! Separ! Are you there?"

*silently hands @karamonnom five bucks*
(you guys should all do relationship sections too. for funsies.)


Wouldn't really work, seeing as how Carver's opinions of people generally start at maximum until they disappoint him. You're all still pretty much tens in his book.

The natural exception being Suki, whom he trusts as far as he can throw. Probably less, actually, she seems pretty light.
Okay, that's the four classicals sorted.

My bet for last two is Plant and Lightning.
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