With the two constructs load up, the floating wheelbarrow is taking on a lot of extra weight. When not moving, it lowers to the ground. Rain comes pouring down upon the heads of the group as they try to check out the upper soaked floors of the building. They do see a fire escape up the side of the building. Also there seems to be no one on the road. Not a single soul. Its quiet, probably around 8 pm. Maybe everyone is in for the night save some guards and night workers. It is normal but just feels...off.

Bucko's ears shift around a little and his head swivels around, then he sniffs to cool wet night air....

Today: Bucko Rackingclaw rolled 16 using 1d20+11.  perception.


"Bucko not like this not one little bit...."

Brokk walks around the top of the roof where he saw 'something' up there as he ran out of the inn after being attacked.  He looks out over the immediate area and puts his hands on his hips as he takes in the quietness.  He shakes his head and looks down to his friends on the street, showing his empty hands to them as if saying, 'Nothing to see up here!'

He comes down and rejoins them on the street.  "Nothing!  Nothing up there at all.  It's eerily quiet out here too.  Not many people out in the streets either.  Weird.  Let's go over and see the Gnome and maybe get some answers, huh?"

Bucko carefully positions an oil cloth over his musket as the rain starts, he cradles it in his arms, with the muzzle down....

"Rain at least keep sthe lake full and the streets clean, but washes away things as well."

With Brokk on the roof, he doesn't see anything odd but does notice what looks like dark smoke in the docks area but its really hard to even seen especially with the downpour of rain. Perhaps he's just thinking its what he saw or the dock workers are busy or a possible airship crashed but most would believe it would cause more mayhem. He climbs down and Xander glances around. Still nothing in the road. Nothing odd. Just pouring rain that hits the muzzle making Bucko's work pretty hard but not possible. Vermina seems a bit out of it as Xander walks up to her and places a hand over her shoulder probably for support for her. Or maybe the mage.

"I just saw some smoke down by the dock area.  Nothing up on the roof.  Wanna go back to the Gnome?" Brokk asks as he descends back to the group.

"Could everyone be off the streets because of those machines that attacked us? Are there more?"

 Vermina shared some of her disturbing fears as She traveled with the group and tried to listen and consider what they were saying.

"If more machines shows up Bucko take down whoever be watching from roof and they not be as good puppet master with hot lead in the faces!"


Bucko pats the top of his musket as he talks about shooting someone in the face...

"I've gotta say Bucko, you're pretty good with that thing.  Keep up the good work.  I like your skills too Vermina.  We're a unique bunch.  Machines seem to have everyone spooked for sure."  He keeps walking with them to his bosses shop.

Bucko smiles broadly he does hit most of the time, and it is certainly a good skill set, that most goblins are not known for....

"Surprises gnome too, he say that must have bee crack-pot who made Bucko crack-shot!"

"Vermina, helas good, better than Buckos bandages, and better than fancy hooman clerics in big temples!"

"Hoomans afraid of the darl they not see what is in it with them, Bucko sees in dark and not so much to see, not so much to be scared of...."
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"Apparently you don't like mine." Xander speaks out and starts to head towards the gear shop. Once there they find a strange sight-most of the buildings look abanadoned or closed up. There is no light coming from within the shop and a glass window is shattered but from here it looks like it was shattered inside. Rain is still coming down making the eery sight well more eery.
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 Pulls out her ever-burning torch from her bag and starts to step towards the seemingly ruined Shop.

 "Shall we?"

Bucko looks at the shop and quickly looks around for who is going to blame him for the shattered window, deciding that no one thinks that he did it, he points to himself...

"Bucko sneaks in and has look-see?"


Bucko is already getting ready to go into the shop before there  is any answer....


Today: Bucko Rackingclaw rolled 27 using 1d20+16.  stealth.

13:56, Today: Bucko Rackingclaw rolled 23 using 1d20+11.  perception
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Brokk's eyes go wide when he sees the condition of the outside of the shop he has been working in.  He looks to Bucko and motions him to follow or lead up to the door and then enter quietly.

15:04, Today: Brokk Grunk rolled 31 using 1d20+11.  Stealth Check.
15:04, Today: Brokk Grunk rolled 13 using 1d20+9.  Perception Check.

Xander nods, watching the others and slowly follows next to Vermina. The goblin opens the door slowly and finds the shop trashed. Gears are thrown all around. Some of the racks are either dented or on the floor. This place looks like it had better days! The construct dog enters and looks around with Brokk following right behind him. Theres some odd goo on the floor, smashed as well and scattered around. Where the desk that the gnome usually sat, the chair is turned over and on the ground. All of his gear is knocked to the ground. There seems to be no sign of the gnome. But there is a closed door near the back of the shop and a second floor.

Bucko points to the door and makes his way over to it,

He holds a finger in front of his mouth the way humans do to say they are going to be sneaking....

He then nods to Brokk

He sets himself to one side of the door, because if there is one thing a goblin with a gun knows it is angles of fire.....

He motions for Brokk to grab the knob and hold position on the other side of the door...

Brokk draws out his kukri as he grabs the door knob to open it.  Once he is set, he returns the nod to Bucko and turns the door knob/handle to open the door and enter.

        A block down the street, Isaac makes his way carefully through the downpour, silently bemoaning the later labour he will have cleaning his armour. As he walks his patrol, he catches a glimpse of what he thinks are furtive figures outside the gnomish gear shop. Unsure of the shadows considering the absolute torrent of water the Gods have chosen to dump on the city, he approaches quietly until he stands at the door of the shop. Glass glittering on the ground at the front indicates something has occurred, and two hazy figures at the door confirm it.
        He draws his cold iron blade and unholsters his shield, preparing for the looters he expects. "Halt, miscreants!" He shouts as he steps fully into view, ready for combat, "Drop your ill-gotten goods and stand ready for arrest!"

Brokk stops his progress of opening the door and turns his head slowly to the voice issuing commands.  "You've got to be kidding me!"

"Brokk?!? What are you doing here, breaking into the gear shop?" Isaac looks around, taking in the obvious destruction of the shop and spotting the others in the party, "You couldn't have done all this, since I saw you enter moments ago. What's going on? I didn't think I'd see you all again like thieves in the night." Lowering his weapon and shield, the knight of Sarenrae is visibly perplexed.

"Isaac?  I work here!  What are you doing here?  No, hell no we didn't do this.  We were attacked at the tavern by some machines, and we walked up on my boss's shop looking like this," he tells Isaac as he shows him his wounds from the confrontation.

Bucko is surprised by the turn of events as well....

"I-zac, that is yous.  Where you beens? We was almost cut to bits by these machines....."

Bucko shows the machines to the paladin (I guess he is a friend, everyones pal)....

Addressing Broķk, he offers, "If those still pain you, my Lady's magics can close them?" A brief inspection is all he offers Bucko's collection  saying "Those devices are beyond my kenn, friend, you know that. I can't understand thier tick-tock lives. Do they not need a controller or something?"

Bucko nods enthusiastically...
"That what Brokk say that he thought he saw someone on the roof above the fray, thought might be the master of tha puppets. "

The goblin pats his musket...
"They tries again they gets face full of lead!"

Bucko introduces Vermina
"She heals very good job, better than Bucko!"
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"Yeah, I'm pained Isaac.  Whatever you can do, I would appreciate it."

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"I went up and looked but, they didn't leave anything that I saw.  Bucko's right, that might've been where the controller might've perched."