Looking out from his position under one of the carts that dotted the muddy road, he looked on quizzically as Gyseannia continued to search the man, seemingly paying no heed to the metal that was flying in all directions. "Crazy girl," he mutters to no one in particular as he simply waited out the metal maelstorm.
Get down, woman! Darius yells from cover.
Sanya is still so excited about the turn of events that she doesn't even realize that Gyseannia is standing in midst the chaos.
Gorag is still looking around to find some cause for this happening.
Finishing rifling through the dead man's pockets, Gysseannia walks back to her companions. Scanning the scene, she queries, 'Now where is that sorry sack of bones? I've some nuts to finish cracking.'
After the metal vortex has vanished, Sanya hops out of her cover - looking fresh and adventurous as always (besides the waffle iron imprint on her forehead) - and looks if all of her comrades have also escaped rather unscathed.
Everyone alright? Baba Yaga beware, what the hell was that?
Sanya looks to the sky trying to figure out what this strange thing was...
Slowly people stop running and screaming, but many are wounded or lying on the ground whining.Some objects is still falling down after having been launched higher in the air, by whatever unknown force or magic.
How long do you expect this to last?
Me too.
No problem Gandal :-)
Since I like Sanya I'll try to squeeze her into another campaign.