Getting confirmation of one following them Adray calls out.  "Can anyone drop or raise something in their path.  Make em crash?"

     Polly will drop another Laughter spell and the driver of the other vehicle, if it gets within 30 feet.  You can't steer if you're doubled over in laughter, she guesses.  And it IS hilarious to win by making them laugh!  

As Fran continues her concentration on Mooncolour, she'd check in with their galloping invisicorn to call back a status report for Adray.

"Got 'nother bucket o' grease ready teh chuck if we need it!" The artificer would ready to drop it should Polly's laughter spell not be as effective on this crew.

Ordrag gets another harpoon loaded and ready to fire

The devils in following Tormentor probably realized by now that they are outnumbered but did not stop yet. Instead their gunner tried to shoot again:

Attack: 10 Damage: 11

This time they hit. The harpoon took out a chunk of the outer armour from modified part. Tormentor jerked aside, but stood on track.

Ordrag can go first, then we will see if the grease and the laughter had landed.

Ordrag fires at the gunner.

Attack: 22 Damage: 10

It had to be Ordrag's sea experience - to sniper-shoot a moving target while sitting in a moving vehicle jumping up and down on boulders (or were those bones? Who cares!) The gunner did not die on spot, but was severely hurt nevertheless.

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Two more spells added to the chaos - the driver was lost in hysterical laughter, pointing at his bleeding companion, while the machine spun around in the sudden greasy spot. Another battle seemed to be over.

The green elf raised both thumbs, still riding along your Tormentor.

"Another one down!  Polly, can you check on Mooncolor?  If you can't tell try checkin for dust from hoof prints.  Fran, any spells to mend that armor?  Choir, Nibs, keep an eye on the stranger.  We're going to put another mile between us and then we'll pull over," Adray calls out.  Assuming that no new develpments happen, he'll drive another mile and look for a good spot to pull over.

Adray had to slow down - Mooncolor tried his best to keep up, but his strength had limits and now the Unicorn looked even more exhausted than when he was freed. Adray too, by the way.

A mile down the chosen direction (still off course to the Bel's Keep) the group found a nice (read - providing some cover with boulders and huge bones) spot to get some rest. The bike with green elf stopped by Tormentor, with a sharp turn and in a cloud of dust. The driver leaped from the sit with an acrobatic ease and a flashy move of a dedicated show-off. The vew of Mooncolor and Lulu made him to rise his brows: "You freed the unicorn! And got yourself a hollyphant. Color me impressed!" He narrowed his eyes studying the group still with an unnerving smile on his face. "They call me Smiler around here. Smiler the Defiler to be precise. And who would you be? New Maggie's team?" He looked around, wrinkled his nose in disgust and snapped fingers - suddenly you were standing in the most beautiful woodland glade you could imagine. Actually, no, you could not - there was no such beauty on a material plane, what you saw around now could only be a piece of the Feywild and sudden very horse-like "neigh" from Mooncolor was the best proof to it. It was an illusion, but a very convincing one. "Now we are talking!" Smiler sat down by his bike, leaning on it with arms folded behind his head. "So, who are you?"

 (Maggie did tell you about Smiler, mentioning him as an ally)

     "We're not Maggies!" Polly chimes up in a burst. "We know her.  Worked with her... a bit.  But not hers!"

     "I'm Polly," She adds, hopping up onto the edge of Tormentor.  "That's Adray, that's Fran, that's Odray and Choir," Polly rattled off names, pointing this way and that to indicate who she was talking about.  "And Lulu and Mooncolor...  What do you defile?"

"Devils, demons, gods - you name it!" His smile could not possible be wider. "But... Not Maggie's?" Smiler sat straight again and laughed, "How about my then?" He motioned in the direction you all came from. "Those were Princeps Kovik's band. Buggers joined forces with others to wipe out Defilers - my gang. I lost a man or two... May be more. Going to show them I am still around. Maggie offered a place but as nice girl as she is, I am my own man. So, what to join? You seem to have the neck for the life." The offer sounds absolutely sincere despite the suddenness of it. 

"Join?  No, we have to decline, but ally, that would be possible.  We have our own score to settle and its more big picture." Adray adds.

     "But you could be one of Polly's Pirates!" Polly offered.  "Join us!  Help us save the day...  and annoy all those who don't want it to be."  

Fran would blink a few times before gently shaking her head to herself. She'd allow the others to handle the conversation while she'd make her rounds. Not really being able to offer too much in terms of providing relief from exhaustion, the redhead would do what she could. She'd check on Mooncolour and provide him with water from her own waterskin. Should any wounds need tending, she'd offer to patch them up from her healer's kit. Though, feeling as though they've got out relatively unscathed, the artificer would move her focus on to the Tormentor, who took the biggest hit. "Tinkerin' time..." Fran would pluck through the tools on her belt, setting out to begin Mending their hell machine.

Choir doesn't know what to make of this strange elf, but if he defiles gods, he'd better not mess with Akadi while she was there to stop him. Especially while Choir had an attonement to make. She suspected that the weakness of the spells she had cast on the enemy vehicles was a sign of Akadi's displeasure.  She of the short attention span was not all that well known for carrying grudges, but Choir thought it would not hurt to try to placate her.

Choir leaves the negotiations to the people with more accessible words, and lights a few sticks of incense to the air goddess, hoping that Akadi will quickly forget that whole Tiamat thing.

Whether is was the Feywild illusion or relieve after another short encounter with locals but Choir could swear she felt Akadi's soft breath ruffling her feathers. Could be just the winds of of the hellscape, of course, but sweet scent of incense was gently carried away, underlining the serene beauty of the (illusionary) place.

Smiler proved to be good at multitasking, keeping conversation going and watching the group running about their businesses (and commenting on that too). He slapped his knee and laughed watching Mooncolor wandering around the glade "Just what I needed to add as a finishing touch. Good fit. Mind to leave him here if you don't plan to do it yourself?" (The unicorn trotted as far away as he could to keep a polite distance) "Nah, just joking, that one would get on the way more often than not." "And sorry, little one" (that was said to Polly) " as funny as your "pirates" sound - "Defilers" remain. But the offer still stands - want some free life with action in it, join any time." He stood up and walked closer to Tormentor to see how Fran manages with repairs "A mechanic, eh? Did I mention that the offer is for everyone?" He winked and turned to Adray: "Big pictures are for those who care, man, and this is usually not me. But your sudden appearance helped and that counts for something. What are you fighting? Need some pointers - just ask."

Ordrag has so far stayed in the Tormenter manning the harpoon. Not threateningly, but he doesn't trust anyone in hell, especially someone who can live here and smile about it. It doesn't hurt to stay on your guard. However when Smiler makes his offer of advice, Ordrag calls down: Where can us go to get fresh food and water?

"Around here? That would be Mahadi’s Wandering Emporium. Nice enough fellow, good old Mahadi, but you better have something to pay for what you get there or you might stay a decade or two longer than you planned. And may be not in a shape you entered. Still, you can get there anything you want, and I mean - anything. Think of a service, an item, a creature you desire - you can get it there." Smiler patted his bike and sat by it again in the most relaxing manner. "Hard to find, though. But if one in a true need, Emporium will come. You might made enough noise already to deserve Mahadi's attention."

Adray slowly ponders the information.  "We don't have a decade, nor much barter with beyond favors but the prices tend to be pretty high...  Good to have a back up though," he says to the group.  Turning to Ordrag he says, "I believe that I can solve our water issue though."

Ordrag raises an eyebrow to Adray, sincerely hoping he isn't about to announce "Tiamat will provide"