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ENNEN walking up the hall way draging the meat be hind him see's ((forgot the nme... sweatdrop ))"hey are u hungery,i got some food jut need to skin it,gut it,and cook it;if u want some?"

"10,dead,wild;ex-wild boars caz no1but me seems to have food in there room so its 2 for me,u,bal,ryn and shi"

"nope its 2"gives u 2boars"happy?"

"haha,well im off to vook 'em"ENNEN walks into his room and begins

ENNEN skinks the boars "u ever know when this kind ofstuf comes in hand...."

Baltazaar coughed a bit, as he pulled the Iron door up the stairs. with the help of a few bended ribs, he had created a kind of sled. On the sled, there now rested the arsenal. 4 gatling guns, two crates of ammunition, both normal bullets and some of this weird drugging-amunition, some dried noodle-soup packages, and masses of wiring, batteries, electrical building equipment, two large tanks of butane gas, a soldering iron, a set of several drills and bits, and two relatively intact laptops, next to a higly efficient generator. He has never had the chance to play with so much equipment, but over his joy, he had not forgot his friends. For each one, guessing the sizes, he had collected a bullet-proof west, a helmet, and a pistol with six cips each. On top of that, there rested a particularely large corpse, which he had to practically beat the skull in, because his skull was not of normal bones.
He grunted, and pulled the sled up the stairs with nearly running speed. He had disconnected nearly every piece of surveillance camera there had been, and had destroyed every data outlet he could reach. he seriously hoped that it would be enough.
In total, the equipment with the door weighed around 1000 lbs. Happiy, he thought of how much time this stupid winged elf would have spend, or how this stupid and unintelligent Draconian would have been squished under the weight of the sled. For him, it was merely an exercise of a bit more challenging proportions.
What most people did not know was that dwarfen bodys had a muscle-density only matched by reptilians. He felt the sweat run down his backside, as he came to the parts where stairs ended, asnd the dorms began... he slowed down a bit. It would perhaps not be so whise to let them know that it was common for a trained dwarf to be able to pul up to 12 times his own bodyweight, and that he, as a known athlete, was able to pull up to 20 times his bodyweight. OOh, he shivered, the things he would be able to build.....
He let the sled softly glide down to the ground, and opened his door as he began to unload the goods with the sheer speed of a kid waiting to pay with his newest toys. He quickly controlled how his destillery and brewery went, and then threw on the electrical drill. Yes, he would rock and roll.

Baltazaar looked at himwith a mad grin on his face.
"YES! Even tasty flesh! this day is getting soooooo god!"
he slightly let work slip, and went ofer to his large pile of goods, from which he produced a helmet, a bullet-proof west, and the pistol with the ammonition, which he handed to his saviour.
"WEll, just had to think that you might like that kind of protection, but it is your choice... would prolly be wise to protect yourself while you are still low on the spirits. "
he went back, and flipped a switch. The thing he had just been working on twitched, and raised itself on three pairs of egs. a litte videocamera was mounted on top, with a itte antenna, sitting on two arge boxes of amunition,athat were fanking the minigun. It beeped a few times.
"I call it the d**k-tator. half of your usual normal rounds, half of the drugammo... let's see if they like a taste of their own medicine..... I might not have any special powers besides my awesome sexy body, but I know how to work my tools. "

ENNEN takes the vest and gun and ammo"sry not the hellmaet not my style" ENNEN then loads the gun and slips it in his left pocket "come to think of it,i've got 4chicken in my fridge i'll give u 2if u upgread my sword,how about it bal?"