In the main room of Brenwicke's Books...Sigmund, stumbling up to his feet, tries to recharge his crossbow. After that doesn't work, he tries to reload his crossbow, getting it done on the second try despite his daze.
"Kevin, cover the front entranthe. Niklath, cover the other," he says through broken teeth.
"Yessir," Kevin replies, heading over to the front entrance while
Niklas lumbers over to the other one. Sigmund then turns to Carlson.
"Well, sir, if you cooperate, nothing will happen to you. First, we will need you to drop your weapon. I assure that we have no interest in killing people, unless they get in our way."Carlson gazes at him for a moment, then at the leaving Niklas.
"Nah."He immediately runs toward the front entrance, and Sigmund fires upon him!
It is at this point that Sigmund notices that he appears to have loaded the bolt in backwards. Luckily, the crossbow is completely undamaged, the drawstring merely skipping over the bolt.
[Carlson charge roll: 6]
Carlson tries to get past Kevin, spear thrust forwards as he thunders quickly down the store area.
[Carlson escape vs. Kevin guarding: 3+
2 vs. 3+
1]
He utilizes his spear to turn away Kevin's, then smashes into the jester-turned-door-guard with his armored bulk, sending both of them sliding out into the street. Carlson, being on top, gets up first and begins running away quickly.
Scott, meanwhile, is quite happy that he is free and all, but he really needs a weapon. Going off to the other room, he, after noticing a six-armed man lying on the ground, picks up his cool guisarme. Then he goes back into the main room.
"Can we leave now?" he asks, having accomplished everything he wanted here.
On the deck of the shrieking ship of Shriekpot...Morton is a bit shocked that when people talk, sound is made! Who would've thought it?
"That... such exchanges make a sound? I had no idea, I can't even fathom what such a thing would even sound like. It must be grand though, to hear you speak of it so." "OH YES! Quite.""If you don't mind, I think I'll try to listen again, see what I can hear.""Go RIGHT ahead!"And Morton does. He listens in carefully to what seems to be happening around here. He hears... well, there's the still-awake mages talking, with Art being particularly chatty. There's the Captain, who returns to explaining the principles of manly fishing to Tailor Craig. And then there's distant voices in the town, sounds of merriment from taverns, the sound of waves. The town seems a bit quiet right now. Probably because it must be three or four in the morning already. Morton can also hear faint snoring come from the Artiste, and birds flying about nearby.
Near the town hall of the City of the Dead...Darren asks about his old acquaintance, the adolescent store owner and junk collector.
"Heard any rumors about a mortal girl heading down there and coming back with stuff? Up above, there was a girl who was supposed to go down to the catacombs and take things up. You heard anything like that?""Oh yes. Quite the adventurer, that one. Haven't spoken to her myself, though Karina says she meets the girl on certain occasions. Apparently she makes a living off carrying things away from the engineers' quarter - you could ask the gate guard about her. I think she has some sort of arrangement with him."