It takes a couple trips on the ladder to get the rest of your kit, and when it's done you head over to the nearest tower.
After about twenty minutes of encumbered running, the whole time in fear of being spotted, body bent in an awkward half-crouch, you make it to the tower door. Out of breath, you palm the door without thinking. A hand grabs you and yanks you into the room. Someone swats the spool gun out of your hands and you feel a boot connect with your gut, knocking the wind out of you. You double over in pain and a cold blade is pressed against your neck. You look up at your assailant. A Steiner footman. He's wearing a tan-brown ducal uniform ("dukes") and some rather scarred green ceramics. His open-faced polymer helm's chin strap is unfastened, and his clothes and face are grimy. He carries a Steiner gamma rifle loosely in one hand. His smirk instantly turns to an awed expression. Wait! Stop! Don't you recognize him?! No.. Who is he? Is it a general? No you moron, that's Lord Owen! You feel the man behind you freeze. The knife is removed from it's place on your throat as the other guard runs around you to stand near his friend. O-oh my God! P-p-please.. My prince.. FORGIVE MY IMPUDENCE!!! He shouts, letting his knife fall and bowing deeply. You can hear the kneeling guard's voice trembling as he speaks. I.. I can't believe you're alive..!! His shoulders shake as he quietly sobs.
Prince Owen Steiner
Health: Bruised
Armor: Hit low and right
Inventory
Steiner Uniform [Royal, torn]
Royal Badge [Prince, a seal made of solid gold]
Communicator [low power transmitter]
Green-Type C-Vest [ceramics treated to stop lasers; turns white when burnt out]
Arms
Zabi Combat Knife [6 inches, thin and straight, sharp]
Spool Gun [5000]
Laser Rifle [6]
- 5x C0^2 cartridges
Gamma Pistol [30]
- 2x radioactive cartridges
Pulse Grenade [3x; sends indiscriminate pulses of radiation in every direction]
Scorpion Mines [2x; high-explosive AT mine; has a pressure trigger as well as a time trigger]