Ink quickly tells the others what he's going to ask Quill to do. "Hopefully, Marav sees us trusting our, admittedly magical, feathered friends and shine some grace on us."

Looking at Don, Ink says, "If you think Edgar can help - send him."

Then looking up, knowing by instinct where Quill is flying, Ink says, "Jam the gears and set the immovable rod - I trust you Quill. We'll see you soon."

Channeling the old commanders of his units in Silverymoon'army, he says firmly, "Double time, everyone. No time to lose."

Don just points to Edgar the toward Quill. Edgar darts after Quill.

Don's form begins to shimmer, and he becomes a big burly looking fire Genasi. "If they catch us... act... defeated and get ready. I'll try and talk them out of it."

"As we move, Crownsguard... you got any special knight type stuff to help heal us. I have 3 small potions." He drinks one down and offers the others to whoever needs it.

Heal: 5

Crownsguard skips along, “I have a supply of divine radiance. However, I am also critically injured.”

"would turning into one of the yak people be more effective?" Matrix asks while quaffing one of the offered potions

10

isn't the pot 2d4+4?

(The potions of healing that you currently have should be 2d4+2, like you rolled. More effective potions of healing have higher modifiers as well as more dice)

After what seems like an eternity (but is really only half a minute or so), the elevator begins to groan...

// Everyone please make Constitution checks as you're running uphill. //

// Ink's CON Check ( +3 if it's a CON Save)... 21 

con 13

 20

Con Check Goooo: 22

Woo!

You are able to keep a good pace running through the mines, though Flint and the dwarven captives lag behind a little.

After about a minute, there is a groaning sound. Metal on metal. The elevator sounds as if it’s stalled. There are more distant shouts in giantish.

// One more round of Constitution checks please, as you are trying to outrun the giants. //

// Instead of a Constitution check, you can try to push yourself by making an Strength or Dexterity (Athletics) check FOLLOWED BY a DC 12 CON save. Failure on the CON save will give you a level of exhaustion regardless of success on the Athletics check. //

4

16

Push it!

Athletics: 25. Oh.
Con Save: 25

Don’t forget that you all get my bonus to saves!

Flint will take that bonus! He prays to Marthammor Duin for favor, and ...

Athletics (with Guidance): 18

Constitution save (proficient + aura): 17

 Finally picks up speed, sprinting after Dontontion.

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 // Instead of a Constitution check, you can try to push yourself by making an Strength or Dexterity (Athletics) check FOLLOWED BY a DC 12 CON save. Failure on the CON save will give you a level of exhaustion regardless of success on the Athletics check. //

Ink tries channeling the forced marches of his military days....

// Athletics (DEX): 23
// CON Save with Aura Bonus: 14

The fire giant voices get louder as you climb higher in the mines.

One of the dwarf prisoners falls behind, snagging his foot on a mine cart rail—do any of you go back for him? 

Ink states matter of factly, "Keep pushing - we'll catch up."

He then dashes back to help the dwarf... 

Crownsguard fires his harpoon behind him, “Please grab this!”

Ink sees that the dwarf's foot is caught in the minecart rail. He may have twisted it. He looks very tired and worn out. His friends are already far ahead, but glance back, faltering a little as they are trying to figure out what to do.

"I'm not worth it! Just go," says the dwarf. His voice is strained. "Better me than all of you!" 

Crownsguard halts and runs back to grab the dwarf, “Dead or alive, you are coming with me.”