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[Melissa]

Mahkin let out a nervous chuckle.

"You, uh, might wanna put that on hold. After open that gate for us... I don't think these guys will let you go that easy!"

Sucks that he's gonna get wrapped up in this, but we'd be dead otherwise, so I do owe him... Maybe if he makes it I can get him a drink, or something? Is that what humans do?

[SOLDIER First]

_{"They're that close..?!} Er, miss? If that is the case, you might want to hurry in..."

[Powder Miner]

Pasco sighed and facepalmed.
:"If you all keep talking like this in public, we're gonna be screwed in a flash."
9, 12

[Blade Master Model 42]

Cyryl spoke quietly, just loud enough for the group to hear him. "Pablo has a point. We need to lay low, and find somewhere we can be open about ourselves for nine months. The main thing we have to do is avoid picking a fight with the locals. There's less than twenty of us, and we have no base or supplies. If we wind up fighting, we're dead."

8,14

[Twinwolf]

9-13

[Blade Master Model 42]

Aenbarr to 7,13

[Powder Miner]

Pasco just grinned.
:"Pfff, Pablo. You know my name is Padrig."

[Blade Master Model 42]

"Yeah, sure, whatever Pompey."

[Powder Miner]

:"It's Pedr."

[Blade Master Model 42]

Cyryl chose not to dignify this with further response.

[F.O.E.]

Isaac moves to 10,12.

Rydell holds.

Enemy Phase

Two of the Acolytes ran up to the group, frantically waving their arms.

"You mustn't come this way good citizens! The Resistance is about and there are monsters in our very city! Please head towards the markets where it's safe." One of them noticed Larini and looked aghast. "Oh Iris, you look so sickly madam. Please, let me take you to a doctor!"

Meanwhile, Gil's competency comes into question.

"Hey, uh, boss. The monsters are running away..."

"Running where? All that's over there is a wall and a gate that hasn't opened in forever. I say let them run up against the wall, their desperation will just make this more fun."

Lastly, the wyvern patrols fly over the wall in search of the gatekeeper.

Allied Phase

The snek grills form up around Mahkin.

Player Phase

75

Spoiler: Objective (click to show/hide)

Avoid Suspicion or Rout.
Bonus Objective: Keep Festenia, Katia, and Melua alive.

Spoiler: HP Counts (click to show/hide)

PCs:

Elysia Iände: 22/22
Hanna Eringrad: 24/24
Larini Araneidae: 27/27
Aenbarr Mawr: 23/23
Andala: 21/21
Cyryl Newell: 26/26
Isaac Solaz: 22/22
Rydell Carne: 21/21
Eneas Domini: 22/22
Pasco Pedr Pennprase: 21/21
Valerie Lebelle: 24/24
Nantale: 24/24
Mahkin Tiarn: 23/23
Inido Ovelia: 20/20

NPCs:
Festenia: 27/27
Katia: 25/25
Melua: 27/27

Enemies:
Vigilante A: 27/27
Vigilante B: 27/27
Vigilante C: 27/27
Vigilante D: 27/27
Acolyte A: 23/23
Acolyte B: 23/23
Acolyte C: 23/23
Acolyte D: 23/23
Acolyte E: 23/23
Acolyte F: 23/23
Scout A: 26/26
Scout B: 26/26
Scout C: 26/26
Scout D: 26/26
Royal Patrol A: 30/30
Royal Patrol B: 30/30
Royal Patrol C: 30/30
Royal Patrol D: 30/30
Royal Patrol E: 30/30
Royal Patrol F: 30/30
Royal Grunt A: 28/28
Royal Grunt B: 28/28
Royal Grunt C: 28/28
Royal Officer A: 30/30
Royal Officer B: 30/30
Gil (the Great): 30/30
Kain: 31/31

Other:
Door at 27,12: 25/25  5 DEF
Door at 26,17: Open
Door at 19,28: 25/25 5 DEF
Gate at 8-9,26: 50/50 10 DEF, 5 RES

EXP: 75

[Tiruin]

Elysia was quick to notice the problem of having a local doctor inspect her local Larini.

"My excuses and greetings, citizen. I am this madam's companion and aide--it is merely her genetic condition; we come from foreign lands and I would love to explain it to the professionally inclined when we have the peace to do so. If you can point us {on the map, maybe?} to the nearest inn or marketplace, we would be very thankful. But if I may inquire- "What is this 'Resistance' you speak of?"

[birdy51]

: "Oh! And do you have a temple to Iris? I would like to make a prayer to her after all this commotion dies down!"

[GiglameshDespair]

"What's a genetic condition?"

[Blade Master Model 42]

Cyryl watched in horror as, immediately after entering the city, Larini's disguise was called into question. They were screwed. Sweat began to bead on the warrior's brow.