Chaos.  That is what delphinium brings for a distraction.  The fairy has no concerns of secrecy or stealth.  They dont care if folks dont understand what they see.  They go all out summoning dozens of giant astral blue arms like a lotus of fists.  Using the projection of themselves they quickly make a mess down the road at one of the intersections of traffic.  Flying past any cops gathered at ludicrous speed. Then they stop by smashing the green yellow and red light thingy and jamming up traffic.  Once the cars stopped then they begin to pickup cars (with people in them) and sets them down in giant car jenga towers.  Making sure to stack them upside down and making a mess.

The fairy seems to be being careful as they do this.  Trying very hard not to hurt anyone as they make a giant distraction for these cop folks to deal with.  The fairy understands they protect the people of the city.  This should give them more then enough to deal with.  Delph understand that these blue clad city guardsmen will at the very least get distracted by this.  The entire time saying to various passengers and bystanders...

 "Don't worry.  I wont hurt you.  Just remain calm and become a wall of distracting car thingies."  

The giant astral arms working overtime as delphinium places them in a giant wall.  The incredible strength of Delph's spirit on full display as he does so.  During this they let folks run away and focus on stacking and walling for now.  One big blue hand afger the other claiming cars off the side of the roads and more.  As police show up.  The fairy takes cover behind the wall of cars and throws one or two vehicles but not at the police as much as just blocking their paths to get by and making sure no one is in the cars they throw.  If they dont have a clear line to toss a car without hitting anyone they just push ones nearby to make things difficult for police.  After all, its all Strahd's fault they got involved.  No reason to hurt them.

Overall, its pandemonium and chaos down the road from ghostbusters HQ at the intersection away from their hopeful escape route.

Adam chuckles to himself as he’s running and shouts out “It’s a ghost!!  All the ghosts are breaking out of here, spooky stuff, run for your lives!  These guys are for real!!”  At the top of his breath.  

Johnathan looks at the box with his friends heads inside. Pure rage crosses his face as he visualises Strahd killing them so quickly. God damn vampires. They never change. Johnathan looks to the rest of the dawn guard. We have to move, let’s go. Johnathan will send echo to follow Delph to keep in contact and signal when the others have moved. 

Ralik didn't know what to make of any of this. The girl coming in and dying was unsettling to say the least. Ralik gets up and watches on a bit dumbfounded. The girl's words and visage rattled him. He didn't know her but he knew she didn't deserve that fate. His hatred for the one responsible flairs and even more so from his lack of ability to do anything about it. 

Then the guards came. He wasn't the smartest but he knew a set up when he saw one. With Delph causing a scene, he looks about to see who he could help or a threat to eliminate. He briefly locks eyes with Dageron, but the man seemed only to observe the nomad. He didn't seem to be a threat or need help so he......Shavaris calls for his aid. He moves over to her and picks up his friend's legs, helping the elf in the carry the limp form. 

As cars are flipped and stacked, people scatter, running for their lives in all directions to get away from Delphinium.  The flow of traffic comes to a halt as it can no longer progress forward and as pedestrians clog the street as they run in terror.  Cops trying to get closer are unable to move in with vehicles and have to stop and hit the shoelace express.  

Adam's use of the Voice ragdolls the cops, blowing paperwork everywhere, shattering windows, busting up furniture, and putting an effective stop to anything the cops thought they were going to be able to do.  The Ghostbusters look on horrified, flabbergasted, and unsure of what to do.  They're shouting.  Janine is screaming.  Pandemonium envelopes the inside of the firestation as they try to figure out what to do.  

"The ghosts.  That's a great idea."  Spengler says, pointing toward Zeddemore.  "Can you go downstairs and turn off power to the containment field?  Stantz, Venkman, grab the packs.  The car?  No, not the car.  It's too obvious and will draw attention.  We need to disappear into the sewers.  Janine, grab your boots."  

"I am not going into the sewers!"  The receptionist protested.  

"That's alright, as long as you like the taste of jail food!"  Venkman says as he rushes up the stairs.  "Remember when that Peck prick almost got us all locked up because of silly ass EPA violations?  Yeah, this is gonna be like that, but a thousand times worse!  Especially when the containment field is off AGAIN!"  

Zeddemore races down the stairs, cursing the whole way, while Stantz shoots past Venkman and back into the squadbay.  

Spengler is already digging a crowbar out from behind some tools in the corner of the garage.  

Dageron approaches Spengler, "A prying tool? Perhaps I can assist you? This sword can cut through any non-magical thing with ease."

Spengler looks puzzled at Dageron, it taking a moment for him to piece together the thought.  He most likely stumbled on the 'non-magical thing' aspect.  

"Oh.  No, it's a manhole cover.  A sort of lid to a door we'll have to pass through.  We'll need to seal it behind us once we hit the sewers.  If Strahd really wants us dead, and his hired assassins aren't going to do the deed, then no doubt he'll take other measures against us.  It's going to be hard to remedy this situation if we're in jail waiting to be executed, by Strahd or otherwise."  

"This is really going to put a damper on my research into Shandor's real estate!"  Stantz called down as he came rushing down the stairs.

Dageron nods in understanding, then takes a look at the Human. He reaches down, and pulls at the manhole cover to see if it is truly difficult to move. 

(( Dageron has a Strength Score of 20 ))

Shavaris breathes a sigh of relief when Ralik comes over to help her.  But as they are apparently going the wrong way, she sighs and starts heading towards the direction the ghostbusters are signaling to head into the sewers, unsure what that means but smiles as she hears the receptionist protest.

All the yelling back and forth between them confuses her but when she hears ghosts mentioned several times, she pipes up, "Ghosts?  Like Eloise?" and brings forth her sister next to her, "Anyway she can help?  But she has to stay near me."

Adam stops mid run to the ghostbuster mobile, when he hears the plan for the sewers.  He jogs back over.  “Whoa.  Ok.  How bad can it be?  Can’t be any worse than that Labyrinth place, or the bog of eternal farts.  Hey, you need me to seal the manhole cover after we go down?  I can use this to do it if we need to…”. He activates his lightsaber, imagining a melting of the edges with the blade.

Struggling with the body, Ralik looks berween Adam and Shavaris.

"Adam, I don't know hat a light saber is, but i feel like you seek to use destruction. Better to not leave a trail." He grunts. 

"Also, I don't think showing the busters of ghosts your ghost sister is wise." He says to Shavaris, then looks to the ghostly figure and nods "No disrespect." he says to the apparition. 

"We need to get that damn Carpathian or whatever his name is." The nomad says with steel in his voice and a gleam of anger in his eye.

As Ralik and Shavaris get travin's bot body into the sewer grate a strange thing happens. 

The warforged body starts letting out air, hissing in protest to some internal struggle, on closer inspection the vines of blue arcanum that powered Ward begin illuminating, pulsing multiple colours, and drawing some kind of shadow from the box still clutched tight to his chest, the light in his eyes does not return just yet, as his body remains unmoving, still catatonic with shock and grief.

Shavaris shrugs her shoulders at Ralik, "Well, too late now.  I'm not worried about them anyways, its what happened to Ward that concerns me... and what is probably going to happen to you and me." She looks up to him and meets his eyes at this, worry very plain upon them.

She almost drops Travin as the body starts making noise and changing colors, "Travin?  What is going on?  Stay with me, actually, come back to me, Travin?"

When Dageron lifts the manhole cover away with ease, Zeddemore stops and eyeballs him.  Then his eyes shift to Adam's lightsaber and his brows raise.  

"Very well."  Spengler says, impressed by the apparent show of strength and stowing the crowbar in case they need it later.  

"Where did you say you were from again?"  He mutters, before squeezing himself down the manhole into the sewer.  

A few nervous eyes land on Eloise, but there's no time to worry about all that.  There are even more sirens outside now as they retreat.  

One by one, the Ghostbusters enter the sewer, dropping down into the pipes below where shallow water runs between the maintenance walkways on either side.  Rats, thousands of rats, scurry out of their way as they enter the subteranean maze.  

"We're heading toward the old subway station."  Spengler said, reaching into his pocket to produce a flashlight.  "We'll figure out what to do from there."  

Janine watched as Shavaris and Ralik dragged Travin's limp form, well, his new form, and lowered it into the tunnel system.  She seemed uncomfortable, and kept looking at the box in Travin's hands...knowing what it must contain.  

Dageron waits at the sewer entrance until everyone else is away, prepared to return the cover once he slips in. 

Delphinium continues to wreck havoc and distract until signaled otherwise.  However seeing them begin to head into the ground seems confused but nods to Dag.  They will fly into the sewer once all others but Dag get in.  They smile once all are inside.

"That was fun."

The trek through the sewers is long, quiet, and nasty.  While the party is able to stay on the maintenance walkways, the humidity is high, and water drips from the walls and ceiling above.  There is also the sound of scuttling rats, and the constant rumble of traffic, both vehicular and pedestrian, above ground.  

"We found this place a couple of years ago while investigating this case that I uh...well I called it the sewer spook."  Zeddemore said, walking amongst the Dawn Guard as they followed Spengler and Venkman.  "We think it's completely off the city's radar, you know?  We can use it as a hiding place while we figure out what to do next.  I don't know about you, but I don't have a lot of faith in our court system to properly handle this situation when, you know...you guys look like that and there is a dead body in the floor at the office."  

"Which is probably a taped off crime scene by now."  Stantz added morosely.  

Zeddemore kept talking as Spengler looked over his shoulder to survey the team trailing him as they approached a wall at a turn in the tunnel system.  He then reached out, pulled a ratty tarpaulin out of the way, pryed off a rotten board, and then squeezed his frame through a hole in the wall.  Venkman, then Janine, followed.  

"It's an abandoned subway station.  Some old cars here.  Oh, a subway station is where trains pull up and pick up passengers.  Uh...trains are like...huge carriages...well you know what, you'll figure it out."  

Slowly they all squeezed into the old subway station, passing through the wall as a group.  

Janine was already having a meltdown by the time everyone squeezed through the hole.  Spengler was trying to get her calmed down.  Venkman was wiping his face with his hand.  

"Okay okay okay.  We gotta think rationally about this."  He said, pacing back and forth and talking out loud, more to himself than anyone around him.  "Okay okay, what did we do?  Nothing.  What does it look like we did?  Well, there's a dead teenager in our office, oh!  And there's a dead teenager's head with her so...two dead teenagers?  And one dead...well whatever that other dude was?  Geriatric mental patient?  Oh, two dead kids and a dead handicapped person in our office is a bad look.  Let's see.  Oh, and yeah, that huge pile of money and diamonds and shit and oh my god oh my good holy god...  Strahd von Zarovich's name and Barovia International have stamps and signatures all over the paperwork in that stack of money.  The cops came, someone sent them oh god.  Oh great bicycle ridin' Jesus that means someone called them and guess who that was, Yankees fans?  Yep, that's right!  Strahd's folks called it in about the dead girl I'd bet!  I'd bet you anything!  Maybe dead bodies and stolen money or whatever but guess what the cops found?  Oh shit shit shit oh shit..." 

"Take a breath Peter."  Spengler said, his arms now wrapped around Janine while he watched Venkman pace around and have a meltdown of his own.  "It seems we have multiple battles to fight now, if we're coming out of this alive and with clear names.  We have to do something about Vigo, and we have to do something about Strahd.  And both of those fights are going to be very, very bad."  

Spengler then directed his attention at Dageron.  

"I'm sorry about your friend.  But what is your team going to do now?  Because whatever it is, I'm sure it effects us directly."  

Shavaris follows the ghostbusters down the sewers carrying Travin with Ralik and awkwardly going through the passage to the abandoned subway station.  Once there, she sets her friend down and stretches her arms high into the air letting her back pop as she does.  With her hands on the back of her hips she swivels back and forth eliciting more popping sounds as she tries to release her body from the strain of carrying her friend.

"Just the teenage girl." she responds to Venkman, "Well, her and the pile of money and documents." She nods her head in the direction of Travin's new body, "He is still holding onto the box holding the two heads.  He won't let go of it."

Speaking directly to Spengler, Shavaris sighs, "I am truly sorry we drug you all into this.  Honestly I'm sure you would have been at one point due to what you all do and maybe it's a good thing we have so we are all together to fight the fight as one, but still... I am sorry."  she avoids looking at Janine, "What do you know about Ivor?  Do you think he has any key to this?  And if not, I guess our next move would be to go to Coney Island to try and figure out how to find Vigo."

His friend was heavy and the nomad was not built for this kind of work, but he toughs it out. He sets the body down he re-adjusts his body with a combination of deep breaths and muscle strain to pop a few of his own joints back into a favorable place. 

He looks to Peter "We can't trust that the money was from Strahd either. I'm sure Vigo is aware of more moving parts than any of us and framing not only us but Strahd seems too coinvent. The bastard Strahd wants clean hands, and something like that is too obvious for him to risk." Ralik ends spitting on the ground after saying the vampire's name.

"We are that bastard's pawn against Vigo. I will be pawn long enough to become stronger and never be used like this again." He says gripping his hand hard enough to cause the knuckles to go white. "I will Kill this Vigo, and do my best to convince The Bastard Strahd to let you be. I want no innocent blood upon my blades, and I will not stand for the death's of those Vigo used as a message."

By this time, Ralik's aura of killer intent is almost palpable. It emanates from him like a black cloud of malice.

"I will be free. I will kill Gannondorf. I will kill Vigo." He says will steel in his voice and fist over his heart. 

Hate flows from him as he stands with his fists at his side. He fights the bloodlust as various one handed martial weapons materialize in his grasp, flickering in and out randomly as if reality were glitching. Slowly, they dissipate and Ralik calms.

Breath in. Breath out. Breath in. Breath out.

" Let us bring down destruction and hell fire upon this Vigo. The sooner we find and take care of him, the better." He says with finality and a glance to Shavaris. "For all our sake." 

“Vigo, Strahd.  For the good of our world and this one, sounds like they both need to be brought down.  Just get ‘em in front of me and we’ll see how well they like my lightsaber.  That’s what I say.  Let’s bring it.  Dag you can use your little rod thingy to handle their minions, I’m curious to see what those little packs on your back can do, and I’ll jab this light filled stake through their dark hearts and see if that fixes their little red wagon.  Whatcha say?”  Adam looks around to everyone involved, and then looks tentatively over at Dageron.