The horse cart (now effectively a mining cart stuck on rails!) rumbled up to the intersection, with 95% of our party praying for good maintanence of the railway track points and the other 5% going on strike with a cup of coffee. Tiggy, who was about to change cart direction, was shouted at by a happy Stamm "Ohhh go with the flow!", with his beard waving in the blustery air (and possibly a small multi-legged insect waving for help inside that).
We bounce, jump and swerve down the tracks now through the gloom and past some muppets dressed as Fraggles. Swooping through a carelessly placed waterfall over the track the party can see a chasim opening up on their side with the other path obviously not for the faint of heart. Trolins waving from stationary mining carts, rickety scaffolding, and huge axes ominously swinging across the track.
Now loomed a big problem. "We need to lose weight!" shouted Tiggy, pointing to a sudden incline in the track ahead, on part of a ramshackle framework. In a defocation frenzy, our champions dropped weight and threw out many backpack items and personal effects. While Stamm wouldn't part with his axe, he'd certainly throw out Iaido who was trying to pull it off him.
Choices!