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[Solymr]

*CRASH*

Rodolfo barreled through the door with some effort, revealing the inside of the hovel to be empty. The place wasn't large enough to house such a quantity of people as they've fought, but a trapdoor at the far corner of the single room belied the existence of tunnels.

[Caellath]

"Like rats! Rats!" Rodolfo exclaimed quite dramatically, his mustache trembling.

[GiglameshDespair]

"Far be it from me to question, but are guards supposed to break and enter like that?"

[SeriousConcentrate]

"No. But I don't think this one is your typical guardsman."

Rykve shrugged.

"We should report this to our superior and go back to our ordered post. If we investigate these tunnels ourselves, any number of people can slip through unquestioned."

[Caellath]

"Unfortunately I cannot charge down the tunnel on Bucefalo!" It sure sounded like the only reason he wasn't considering charging past the trapdoor being his horse. He also didn't seem to worry about the possible abuse of authority related to barging into the place.

"Yes, we must be on guard against other rapacious deviants! But if no one stands guard here, we should block the trapdoor to bar further attacks from those ne'er-do-wells."

[Sora]

"Then i suggest you do the work on this, and we'll take care of the outpost back here."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Rodolfo Pacciolo! Or Rodolfuccio to fellow guards."

"Why! How can ruffians be defeated if not through a glorious charge?" he asked, using a hand to comb his mustache while casually kicking and stabbing at the door behind him to get it open like it was normal.

Watson seems....unperturbed by the bombastic new addition to their crew.
"Watson. Just Watson will do."
Watson adjusts the cuffs of her jacket as she goes and checks the trapdoor and the area around it for any signs of the origin of the troopers; drops of water, scraps of cloth, anything. She turns to the others.
"We should open it at least. Cover me, in case someone's down there. The last thing we need is a surprise guest."

[Solymr]

Watson opened the trapdoor, revealing a crude hole and a makeshift ladder heading straight down into a barely lit passage. There were no signs of more people coming through, but the hole seemed significantly more recently made than the underground passage it leads to.

[Praefectus Screptum]

"We probably shouldn't take too long either. Just in case they do return with more criminals."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Watson calls back to the others.
"They've been making this tunnel a while. The hole's new, bu I'd say they've been planning something using this for a while."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Rykvaard groaned. It was quickly becoming obvious most of the team wanted to abandon their post and investigate this tunnel, and his loyalty was starting to get torn between 'obey your superiors' and 'I'm not going to let them just go down there on their own in case I can prevent someone from getting hurt'.

"...Let's split up then. Take Vervain and Valric with you, Watson, and the rest of us will stay up here. Elyna can guard the shack door, I'll keep watch over our post, Nicolette can watch the western alley, and Rodolfo can watch the north-eastern exit. That way we're covering all routes and those of us up here can see and hear each other, and Elyna is there to hear you if you yell up for help."

[Solymr]

As they were readying their plan, the ones outside the shack saw one of the other guards assigned to a nearby area during the raid waving to them. The guard quickly ran over to them.

Hey there! You're the ones covering this area, right? They told us raid's over, we can get back to our usual posts now.

[GiglameshDespair]

Vervain had been about to give her honest opinion on the business of jumping into a godforsaken pit to wriggle after theoretical criminals when the messenger arrived.
"My, how fortunate. Now we can return, so we don't need to jump into a filthy, random hole."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Privately, Rykvaard was relieved that Vervain agreed with him. There was little to gain darting down there on their own.

"Let's return to headquarters and report in, then."

[Solymr]

The guard nodded to Rykvaard.

I'll leave you to it then, I'm gonna see if there's any other squads around, streets be dangerous. He turned to leave, but stopped. Oh, and if you're going to HQ, watch out. Apparently the raid didn't go exactly as planned and the Dragoon Squad's mighty pissed.

After the warning, he jogged away to deliver the news somewhere else.