Re: POVERO Chapter Ten
Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2016 9:43 pm
Fild passes his sword and shield to Richard Savelle; the nobleman would be more useful in a fight than him at the time. Then, he uses his arquebus to support himself.
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Adam wrote:"He's fine," Alfonse grumbles, "Now could we have a bit of stealth, please?"
alhoon wrote:Fild passes his sword and shield to Richard Savelle; the nobleman would be more useful in a fight than him at the time. Then, he uses his arquebus to support himself.
''I looked around outside and didn't see anybody standing close by, Thom. I don't think it's guarded--not right now. But that guy spotted our light, or heard us. Something. He ran off."VAN wrote:"Then this is the rendezvous point Signor Savelle has heard. If they are waiting for us they are probably guarding the archway. I think our best chance is indeed ditch the boat and swim in a different direction."
Titus, the 'Builder', Damien, and Richard Savelle move out.Adam wrote:"I think we'll have to trust Gertie," Alfonse says, "Let's move forward as quickly as we can, and hope we continue to outrun the pursuit."
Sixt picks up the gnome and places him in his (nearly empty) pack.alhoon wrote:Fild uses his arquebus for support as he limps along with the others. "Can someone actually give me a bit of help here? If not, then I'll have to find a hole to crawl in and hide. I'm in no shape to run."
RICHARD Savelle says,alhoon wrote:WHARF SIDE
Fild whispers to Alfonse and Richard Savelle:
"So... why don't we go to those watch patrols? They will be more than happy to see Lord Savelle. Especially if we warn them about the pirate ship returning to get Lord Savelle." he says pointing at the burned out ship.
"If you think the watch may be on the payroll of the wrong master, perhaps we could ... borrow one or two boats and go elsewhere."
Adam wrote:"We know where the watch headquarters is. If we make our way there, we can be done with this and let them know what we observed."
ewancummins wrote:Adam wrote:"We know where the watch headquarters is. If we make our way there, we can be done with this and let them know what we observed."
Following ALFONSE'S lead, the group heads across Fishtown toward Povero proper.
It's slow going at first, creeping through the dirty, narrow streets. The group must let Fild and Thom eyeball every street and alley to avoid hazards such as muck pits and deep potholes--not to mention the possible threat of armed ambushers and faction spies--- unless someone wants to risk lighting a torch or lantern.
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After a weary, time-eating march with several switchbacks and much ducking into alleys to avoid the armed bands of strangers swarming across the western suburbs and ranging into the district of warehouses and waterfront for the city, the party at last reaches the junction of Shore Street and Bay Road in Povero's heart. Now if they turn north and stride on, they can make a beeline to the Watch HQ. The scouts find a covered alley (open at either end) on the west side of Bay Road where the group can hide and catch its collective breath before the final push to hoped-for safety.
The central city seems quieter than it had been on other nights, with the afterhours pubs and brothels showing darkened windows and closed doors. (The Builder whispers about this, should the others, less familiar with the pattern of life in the city, fail to notice).
Damien suggests a curfew may be in force.
The sneakier and more observant members of the group have just finished scouting outside the covered alley when Gertie pauses, holding her finger up to her lips as she turns to face the others, her face partly revealed by the moon and stars.
A bell rings nearby. Not loud, just a tinkling, tinny noise, small but seeming to grow. Wheels rattle on cobbles. A cart pulled by men in hoods comes into view, moving north along Shore Street. The four workers hauling the vehicle are headed more or less for the party's position, though with hoods raised it is hard to say if they have actually spotted the group.
As the cart rolls closer, the adventurers get a glimpse of human limbs hanging over the sides, pale in the moonlight.
Gertie risks a whisper to Thom, "Clean up after the fighting."
Then she draws back from the alley mouth. "Something's wrong..."
Sixt reaches for his sword, prompted by instinct.
The dead-carriers drop the handles of their cart, turning all at once and hustling across the street toward the alley mouth. The hoods of two fall back as they rush on. Yellow eyes glow in their gaunt, dirty faces.
One leaps ahead of the pack and lands on all fours in the alley mouth where Gertie had stood a moment before, its fingernails striking sparks from the cobbles.
Titus shoves forward,
"Stand behind me comrades!"