[DeadPigeonGolem]

"Thank goddess." Trinita smiled for the first time today. "I so glad to see a friendly face."

"Were is everybody?... Are you the only one that made it." with that thought in his head, Trinita stomach felt like it had a hole in it. It was just then, Trintia heard somebody sneeze from behind Wre'kesa. "Who is with you?"

"I found Warwick, who found seven goblin younglings," said Wre'kesa. "And no, we're not abandoning them. I found one who's more intelligent than usual, I think we can use them as a cover and as support. I think we should pretend to be slavers carting out the younglings and use this to access the black market and a route out of the city. Additionally, I think I can teach the one how to follow simple commands like 'follow', 'hide', and 'throw rock', which could be useful later. What do you think?"

[Dice Warwick]

It was a relief to see Trinita, having two heavily armed, and armored wolves can make any enemy stop to think before attacking, even if they were males at that. "Well now if worst comes to worst, with the two of you here we now have the option of just fighting our way out, tough it would still have to be through the less populated areas." Looking back at the children, they seemed even more calm, Warwick could only gess that they had never seen a Drow before, and are already associating us with safety. "But until then, the black market Idea is solid for the most part."

Warwick buckled her sword "From what I know about slavers, they know us, and it wont be unlikely that we might meet drow slavers there as well, so we will need a real good plan"

[django]

"Well, I do speak the language here." Trinita said to Wre'kesa, a little surprised that he took to some random children. Turning to Warwick he said "It good to see your alright Warwick... I thought I was the only one still alive." It was hard to keep the emotion down in his voice.

Trinita looked in the other room to were the children were huddled. "Are only chance may be that. But most of the city has fallen into chaos, who ever may be still running a smuggling operation left the city." He didn't want to argue with them about how bad of an idea it was to bring children along. They may not survive the trip into the desert. "We need supplies if were going to take them."

[DeadPigeonGolem]

"Supplies are easy to get," said Wre'kesa. "The children can be used as bargaining chips. We sell them for supplies but refuse to hand over the slaves unless we have the supplies in hand. Then we kill the sellers and move on. We don't even really need to contact anyone running slaves, we just need to find someone who's hiding in their basement with several water skins and dried foodstuffs."

"Well, I do speak the language here." Trinita said to Wre'kesa.

"Really? Then as I said, we should get the kids to follow, hide, throw weapons, and steal things for us," said Wre'kesa. "There's a lot of fighting in this district, but the city's not fallen quite yet*. We can make our way out of the city by getting to the fortified area, blending in with the refugees, and heading out. As I mentioned before, we just need to find someone who has food and water, steal it, and run."

[Dice Warwick]

"It good to see your alright Warwick... I thought I was the only one still alive."

"It may be a riot, but as long as you don't stand out, the goblins will just turn on better looking targets" Warwick fiddled with her hood a bit. "you and your squad are trained to push back in these situations, I'm trained to slip out of them, non of the goblins are trained to deal with Drow in any situation, so I bet the others are alive as well."

"Really? Then as I said, we should get the kids to follow, hide, throw weapons, and steal things for us," said Wre'kesa. "There's a lot of fighting in this district, but the city's not fallen quite yet*. We can make our way out of the city by getting to the fortified area, blending in with the refugees, and heading out. As I mentioned before, we just need to find someone who has food and water, steal it, and run."

looking back at Wre'kesa, She though about what for a few seconds. "we might not need to steal anything, we might just need to find a thief. You see, there are going to be plenty of people holding onto thing they can't keep here, and an armed escort out of here will be too good to pass up, that and they will want to keep a low profile, which would be good for us."

Warwick looked back at Trinita "So Trinita, do you have any good ideas, you must have thought of something good, or seen something useful." Warwick already knew that the current ideas were mere speculation, the best idea right now would be to ditch the children and run, run until the three of them were out of the city, but even that would be easier said then done.

[django]

Ideas...ideas... It was hard to come up with a solid idea on the spot like this. It would be hard enough to get just the three of them out, never mind the children.

"Alright if were going to do anything. It has to be now, before the Rebels and the tribesmen get here." Trinita said with an tried sigh. "There might be still some supplies we can steal in the market but I wouldn't expect much is left at this point and there is well there too for water."

"Come with us children, you cannot stay here. The hill tribes are here and so are the rebels, they will do horrible things to you.." That seemed to get there attention quick. Either they were scared of tribes men or surprised that he could speak their language.

[Dice Warwick]

Sooner the better, Warwick agreed that whatever they had to do, it can't wait for debate. "with much of the fighting happening in the area around the upper-class homes, there should mostly just be looter in the markets, a minor problem if push comes to stab."

Warwick picked up her things an went to the door to look out; the street looked deserted, probably with this are being so poor, there was nothing of value to take, other then potential slaves, and what people that were around were hiding in their homes, the ones still alive that is.

"Looks all clear. I doubt anyone is going to make a racket if were are seen here right now, so if we keep our heads hooded we should be to the markets with little problem."

the dead goblin was already starting to smell of death, not that it didn't already smell bad, but with it's brain all over the entrances floor, staying here would be a nauseatingly bad idea.

[DeadPigeonGolem]

Wre'kesa nodded.

"Sounds good. I'll go on the roof and provide firing support. Trinita, Warwick, you two will be taking point then?"


[Ima time skip, because corralling children seems unimportant for plot]


Wre'kesa crouched atop a building, surveying the street below grimly. They had been walking several minutes already, and so far nothing bad had happened. This was before their path was blocked by a Rebel Platoon apparently intent on pillaging a house.

"Trinita, Warwick, hold position," signed Wre'kesa, sending a small, mostly-invisible-unless-you-were-looking-for-it mana flare into the air and flickering it on and off rhythmically.

[django]

Working through the streets with Warwick and the children. Trinita began to worry about what Wrekesa saw that he would send such a small message. It must be humans but who and many. They wouldn't last if it was a mob and they couldn't out run it if they kept the children.

While they waited for Wrekesa to signal them again, Trinita took this chance to check on the children. He had his doubts about weaker ones making it thou the desert was still clear. Once they start traveling it was likely some of them will die. It was hard for him to say it to Warwick but... "Warwick. Some of them are in really bad shape... just prepare yourself for when we leave, that some of them might not make it."

[DeadPigeonGolem]

Wre'kesa signed again:

"One Platoon. Rebels. Pillaging, but two guards. Light armor, spears and daggers. Recommend attack and repurpose pillage."

Wre'kesa was a violent bastard. Shooting people was so much fun.


((Besides, it'd be really cool if we could have the kids throw rocks or something.))

[Dice Warwick]

((no, it be best to keep the kids on the side, no need to make things complicated))

Hearing Trinita words, Warwick took a deep breath, and let it out slowly "truth is I rather not take them into the dessert, not without proper supply's, among other things that, it be best if we could just find a nice safe place for them." But looking at how this city is burning, she knew when it is all over, the only ones that will east are the ones who have the straight to take it, no place for the young.

"One Platoon. Rebels. Pillaging, but two guards. Light armor, spears and daggers. Recommend attack and repurpose pillage."

"you think we can take them by surprise, I rater not make too much noise around here."

[django]

Trinita's eye went wide at Wre'kesa and Warwick's suggestion to even think about attacking a group that big. "Your crazy. A platoon is thirty to fifty men. Were two drows on the ground with children and a sniper." He couldn't believe Wre'kesa was suggesting that.

"We should find another area and get around them." Trinita said to Warwick and signaled back a similar message to Wre'kesa to avoid this group. Its bad enough the rebels found their way down here... or perhaps they are city guards that abandon their post. Either way things looked bad.

[Dice Warwick]

"thirty to fifty, I though he meant five or six goblins! I agree we should go around, I'm not trained to fight wars."

Warwick looked around, Ideas for what they could do would be easier without the youngsters trailing them, as well as the city being on fire, but with things so chaotic, options ere limited.

"Hay, could we move through the buildings, or on the roofs, if that's possible I mean?"

[DeadPigeonGolem]

Bah. This was why Wre'kesa never got promoted, wasn't it?

"On roofs quietly impossible if without training," signed Wre'kesa. This was the truth; there was random crap lying everywhere. "Recommend moving through alleyways if not attacking. Caution: much debris."

[django]

He thought about moving along the roof tops or though the buildings but neither of these ideas were really clicking with him. The children were barely keeping up with them as it is, so roof hopping wasn't a good idea, but moving through buildings might work. They just had to make sure they had a back door.

Trinita's train of thoughts were interrupted by a sudden noise down there ally. Somebody shouted and something fell with a heavy thud. Trinita couldn't help himself but to take a peek. A mule and cart loaded with good, and a group of hard looking men. They didn't look like any solider hes ever seen but thieves who wouldn't fight for their city. There was a finely dressed man dead in the street, his head laying pool of blood.

They might not be able to take the cart out of the city, but this was something they couldn't pass up if they wanted supplies.