Briarland - Silver Owl Citadel
Maaan. If Sebek hadn't rushed us out the door, I coulda gotten dessert...
You had seconds AND thirds of that soup!
The supply closet the cooks told us about should be somewhere around here...
Why are you stopping?
I hear something...
*footsteps, door opening, hoot hoot*
What's with all the birds in this room?
Ah, of course. People in this period used pigeons and owls to send messages over long distances.
They seem extremely hungry. Let's share some of this bread with them.
Tch, who has time for feeding birds? We still need brooms... Wait!
Huh? I dunno. They ain't exactly plump. Bet they wouldn't make much of a meal.
That's not what I meant!
...Huh?
Baur, we found brooms and stretchers!
We got some grub, too.
Mm... Good work.
How's Sir Vanrouge?
He's still not in fighting shape.
Baur, we'd actually like to ask...that we be allowed to take the lead.
WHAT?!
Don't worry about us, sir. It will be a gambit... But we have a plan.
You do?!
We'll clear the path forward. That way, you can keep Sir Vanrouge safe.
Royal Guardsmen B
*fae language*
Soldiers outside the citadel, you say? I suppose the ironclads are finally making their move.
Then it's time. Let's go, Silver!
Right. Grim, MC .... Let's all survive and meet back up soon.
Yeah! I'll take good care of Lilia and MC !
Be careful, guys! (Please let this work...!)
GET BACK HERE, HUMANS! Rgh... Fine, so be it. Everyone, follow their lead!COVER THEM!
Royal Guardsmen
*fae language*
Urgh... What's all the noise...?
General! You've come to!
Where are...the whelps...?
They're leading the charge to break through the ironclads. I tried to stop them, but they said they had a plan...
What?! Those fools! Let's move, Baur!
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