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MARISHA: Oh sorry, I just have back issues. I’m
just stretching.
LIAM: Yes it was difficult, but I prevailed in the
end. The city is safe. What library was that that
you mentioned?
MATT: “Oh I’m an archivist. I’m the archivist of
the Cobalt Soul.”
LIAM: Here in town?
MATT: “No, I’m from Zadash. I’m a bit out of my
depth at the moment.”
LAURA: What brings you this far?
MATT: “Well, I have business.” At this point Norda
goes, “All right you know what? This is some
serious bullshite. We’re all just chilling here at
the docks, we have confirmed that’s a fiend.”
LAURA: The nergaliid!
MATT: “A nergaliid! Bring them back to the
stockade. Let’s have a trial.” They begin to pull
you guys back to the stockade. Two of the guards
grab the nergaliid head and they begin dragging it
along, and you guys are all being pulled.
LIAM: Oh sorry, one last thing, Watchmaster. I
pull out the book that I read about the nergaliid.
Here this is a gift, for you. This is folklore.
You will find I have marked a page in there. It
will describe this thing.
MATT: As you guys are walking, she thumbs through
and finds the page, begins to read, passes it to
the archivist. He begins to read it. He passes it
back. You guys all make your way into the
stockade. You’re not brought to her chambers,
you’re brought to a much larger room. This room
has much more of a stark, barren, stone interior.
There are benches built. There is a central kind
of a pit. There’s about four or five steps down
into this pit. Then above that is a desk where
Norda takes as the law master. As you step in you
realize, oh this is a room of judgement. What are
you doing?
TRAVIS: I would like to try, once they start
making their way back to that facility, to quickly
make my way to the inn, if I can as the old man,
enter, make my way into the restroom, drop my
disguise, come back out as Fjord. Oh the water
closet, what have you.
MATT: There is a shared water closet.
LIAM: It’s just a pot.
TRAVIS: Yeah, the room with the pot in it. Then
make my way back to the front door, stick my head
out where the guards are.
MATT: Yeah, there’s two guards still posted there.
Most of them have already left because they’re
carting off the rest of your friends.
TRAVIS: Please, I can’t seem to find any of my
comrades. Have you seen where they have gone?
MATT: They look at each other. “Yeah, they’ve been
arrested.”
TRAVIS: I was afraid as much. Could I make my way
down to where they are being held? I would like to
be present, if it would be prudent.
MATT: “You leave our watch, we cut you.” They both
flank you side to side and push you ahead a little