Part 2: Leaving the Watchtower and the hour is getting late

[Olvelsper]

Jan was leisurely snoring away as he leaned back on a nearby dresser.

[Halbarad]

Clyde shook Jan gently. "Jan, we may need your help again. The wolves are apparently escaping."

[Olvelsper]

Jan slowly opened his eyes. "Huh? Already?" He shook his head to clear the fog out of it. Slowly making his way to his feet, he began walking towards the exit.

[Dracos]

Jan could see the wolves struggling, burrowing out through the ground and howling as they slowly were freeing themselves.  They had time still, but not a lot of it.

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Coffee packet." Jan held out a hand towards Leets.

[Dracos]

Leets blinked. "um, okay." He checked his bag, getting out the packet of caffine and giving it to Jan.

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

Jan opened it up and poured the contents into his mouth, following it up with a swig of a water cateen nearby. "The best part of waking up is Folgers in your cup..." He sing songed with a wince as the caffeine kickstarted his brain as he stepped outside, light gathering around his form as the golem's silhouette began to appear superimposed on his form.

He continued walking towards the pit and the wolves inside before the earth erupted underneath him, the cloud of dirt and rocks falling back to the ground, and revealing the scratched golem once again.

It started jogging/dashing the rest of the way to the pit as it pulled back its left arm, the piston imbedded in it drawing back as well...before the golem brought the fist down at an angle. The earth roared as the pressure housed within the arm was released in an eruption, sending more rock and debris to cover the pit and the wolves within.

[Dracos]

The wolves were buried under the explosion of dirt and rocks, for the moment obscuring them entirely from view.

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

The golem paused for a moment to see if anything was going to be popping out to see what its next plan would be.

[Dracos]

Well they didn't seem to be ripping through the ground right away.  Maybe they were buried under it for a while.

Dracos

[Dracos]

From Jan:

The golem decided that enough was enough. Holding up an open hand in a 'Stop' sign, he gestured to itself, then the houses. He was going to go check them out by himself, just in case more wolves popped up.

He started towards the largest house in town first.

[Dracos]

Heading there he found it had a single wood door entryway, easy to break, though a bit small for his frame of current to slip through, even if he opened it.

Dracos

[Dracos]

From Jan:

The golem reached over and lightly pushed on it, knocking the door down, before turning into good ol' Jan. He strolled on in.

[Dracos]

Strolling in, he found himself in a midsized entry/greeting room.  It would be kind of homely if it wasn't for the fact it was completely bereft of furniture that wasn't nailed to the wall.  Two doors, one to the north and one to the west greeted him.

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

Jan went north. The better to put more distance between him and the wolves. "I wonder how long it's been since there's been people here." He looked to see signs of looting, like drag marks on the ground from where people would be hurriedly hauling furniture out. Scratches or tears on the walls from where things had been pulled down hard.

Stuff like that.