While Matrix is investigating, he determines that there are no mechanisms to lift this door. It would simply require a being of immense strength... 

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Crownsguard ... Then going to lift it! 22 +4

 Crownsguard gets a boost from Flint and lifts the portcullis, allowing everyone to pass through. He can’t hold it forever, but he’s got it for now. 

"Everyone - out!" Ink shouts, not taking his eyes off the mine entrance concentrating on his spell and making his way out and under the portcullis.

"You heard the wizard, let's get going. If it's one thing I've learned is not to pick a fight you can't win..." he fingers his white scaled cloak... "until you can win that is." 

Matrix will take the lead, eyes.... eye, open for any trouble

As you move out of the door, Ink catches the glimpse of a very large head of fiery-red hair, and giantsized hands, flailing hard against the rushing river pouring directly into the mines. 

Marav makes sure to keep his concentration up on his spell and not to leave its range.  He glances at Ink, "You got enough left to take care of this one?"

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As you move out of the door, Ink catches the glimpse of a very large head of fiery-red hair, and giantsized hands, flailing hard against the rushing river pouring directly into the mines. 

 Ink let's go of the sleet storm being cast from the ise rune just inside the doorway to the mines... ice spread out into the entire antechamber of the mine entrance and spreads a good twenty feet into the elevator room. A blizzard immediately forms obscuring everything within the storm. // DEX Save DC 15 //

Ink replies to Marav, "To 'take care' of them - no. Just enough to slow them down. Everyone - run!" 

Ink maintains concentration on the sleet storm and starts heading towards the village exit. He looks to the skies to see if the air ship is about.

The airship is still sitting in the middle of the now-abandoned Yalkfolk village, balloon bobbing in the wind. There is currently no sign of pursuit from behind you, thanks to Ink & Marav's spells.

Matrix will fire off a shot into the air to get the ships attention.

Marav will keep the flood going as long as possible to give everyone time to get up to the ship then he will dash and go for the ship as well.

The ship doesn't seem to take any notice of Matrix' gun firing. 

The river still rages through the opening in the ruined watermill, revealing the drenched stone face of a cliff that, until several seconds ago, had been covered by a waterfall. 

"Hey Ink, still got Quill? Maybe send him up there to see if whats going on?"

Flint tries to hail Delsephine, the captain of the airship (which is sitting on the ground, on its skids, parked in the middle of the village). Still no reply comes, and no one lowers the rope ladder. 

Aside from the rushing waterfall off to the northeast, everything is quiet. 

 Ink looks over to Quill. The great owl flies up to investigate. Ink grabs Crownsguard's shoulder to steady himself and draws from her senses to replace his own sight and hearing. 

Through Quill’s eyes, Ink sees a body on the deck of the airship. It looks like Delsephine, the captain. She is lying in a pool of blood. 

Ink will attempt, through Quill, to find the rope ladder and drop it over the side! 

Marav tries to climb up the side.

Athletics: 12 (rolled in Discord)

The rope ladder is far too heavy for Quill to toss over the side of the hull, but Marav is able to clamber up into the ship and lower the ladder. 

Delsephine's body is cold, and with no pulse. Blood has pooled from a slash across her throat, and from two long slashes through her forearms. 

Marav tosses down the rope ladder. "Ink you still got your notes on how to fly this thing?"

He looks over the desolate village... "Hey guys, it was like this when you got here right?" he sighs, "Right?"

"They attacked first, after they tried to drug us. Their slaves were okay with it"