5 Phases, 5 Days: DisruptionDisruptionMolly stepped back from the window and pointed down at the street. "There he is- that's the target." Zeke immediately crowded in."Him?" he asked, indicating the furtive looking man who'd just stepped out of a butcher's, and was attempting to make his way up the crowded street. The man's coat bulged oddly, as if he was carrying a large parcel under it, but otherwise he seemed unremarkable."He's the Baron's courier, I'm sure of it. And those should be the plans he's carrying under his coat there. Smythe? Time to do your thing."Smythe stepped over to the window, and began to open his mouth. Unlike a human's, Smythe's jaw was d
5 Phases, 5 Days: DiscoveryDiscovery"Molly, are you sure this is the only way to find out what's in that warehouse?" Zeke whined as he climbed. "I hate heights.""Well, I suppose you could just ask those nice guards in front to give you a look inside the place, that'd probably go over just great with them. As for the heights, if my old bones can handle climbing this rig, then I'm sure your young ones can. Now let's get up there!"Both Molly and Zeke continued scaling the side of the warehouse. A few sweaty minutes later, they reached the rooftop. Like most of the buildings in the area it was a simple construction of brick, but it featured some fairly large skylight
5 Phases, 5 Days: RevengeRevengeThe group set out from Scutters around noon- not that it mattered, since what little sunlight filtered into the Undercity from above quickly faded as they worked their way into the deeper tunnels. After almost two hours of navigating the cracked and broken sewer tunnels, they came to what they were looking for- a human sized break in the sewer wall, through which a series of older, natural tunnels could be seen. The trio quickly descended into these labyrinths, moving ever eastwards, towards what would hopefully be their goal.Stumbling over a group of loose rocks, Zeke bit back a scream as he came face to face with a pair of empty
5 Phases, 5 Days: VignettesThe blacksmith looked up at Smythe's entrance. "Ah, I'm sorry, but you might be lost- we're a blacksmith's. Now you just follow whatever program you've got on your card and-""Actually," Smythe interrupted, "This is exaclty the place I'm looking for. I was told that the 'grey hand,' may be able to help me out with something here?"That earned a startles look from the smith. "Oh, you're one of those coggers. I see. Well, what can I do for you then guv'nor?" He placed his hammer and tongs down on the anvil and walked over to a back wall, where a number of hammers of different sizes and weights were hung. Grasping the handle of the hammer on t
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