Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20191108235505/@comment-25684606-20191125205136

“Not myself, no”, replied the driver, shouting over the rambling engine with ease. Treads screeched over the ferrocrete as the Chimaera rumbled on the platform of the elevator, apruptly stopping. “Heard from a couple of other operators though. Narrow paths. Not well cared for.”

Once all the troopers were aboard, the operator relayed as such to control and the elevator moved. Abruptly lurching downward, it halted right away again before beginning to smoothly descend. For a solid minute, the walls of the elevator shaft passed by before they emerged into the crisp Sennachian air. For a brief moment, Kuzvert could look over the valley below the fortress, only the tips of the very tallest trees reaching out off the wet grey. Then they were swallowed by the fog, limiting the view roughly 50 meters all around.

As the platform hit the ground, Jowen shut the rear hatch and gunned the engine, lurching the vehicle forward. Unless they spotted through the gunports like Kuzvert had before, Rory would be the only to witness the familiar sight of not all too much. The fog clogged the view, condensing between the trees left and right of the path to a seemingly impenetrable wall. The vegetation was sparse, the ground barren and covered in a thin layer of organic dust.

As the lights of the tank flared up, barely cutting another 5 meters out of the fog, various howls and shrieks emerged above, several of which the Uidhear could identify. None of them belonged to anything that could possibly challenge their steel chariot, at least not yet. Once they would venture deeper into the forest, such a risk could eventually manifest, though.