>>6094329You go up the stairs, but not like a dumdum: that slicky stuff could be anyfin, oil, glue. On the step before the slick starts, you continue to go up by climbing the outside of the bannister.
When you reach the top, just before you hup up and over, you spot anuvva trap: the top of the handrails have been smeared too, with the same stuff. You squeeze between the badly spaced columns, not touching the handrails.
Then you step on something round and owwie and almost slip: marbles? No, slingshot sluggs: Waste slag from forge work melted again for lead, then poured out into clay trays with pocks innem. Once the lead sets, break the tray and round the set lead pocks into sluggs.
>Noice.>Gotsa remembah dat.You spy the closed room, open it slowly, so you don't get jumped from behind the door or sumn. Bedroom.
Quick scan, no movement. Stab through the covers, look innada cupboard, unnada bed.
>wat da>waaaaid>derrs two uvva rooms>theys doors were open>the wee bastich slammed this door to fake me out>SHIDDYou look through the first open door: storage, all clutter, near no place to hide and can't reach the windows.
That leaves one room, door slightly ajar.
You creep, fully alert.
>ah-ha!>yez fots yez were clever didjerYou see on the top of the door is a biggy can balanced between the door and the jamb, so that if you walked innada door it would topple on yez 'edd and dent yez.
Times wasting and Towser's rope's burning: you kick the door open and leap three
goblin steps back.
The can topples down, denting the floor where you would have been, spilling
>snf?turpentine?
The window's open! The bedsheet's tied onna bedpost to rappel out and down! Yez gotza catch dat-
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>Toady Bo3 41 >vs Qivin 49 >OOF>8dmg >Kludge Armor soaks 6dmg for 3Dur, rounded up>Toady 11-2 = 9/12hp>Kludge Armor 10-3 = 7/12Dur-youre punched backwards by something too fast to dodge. It goes through two biggy plank pieces on your chest and jabs you deeper than the arrow that hit your back, drawing blood and knocking the wind out of you.
>wat da fuggen watYou look down at it: a crossbow bolt. You look up again, innada room: the little shit's rolled out from unnada bed, where he'd been laying with a biggy crossbow aimed at the door; probably Stumpy's.
"<span class="mu-g">Ooh, you little SHIT</span>!!"
You get up just as he begins to rappel out the window.
"<span class="mu-g">Yez fuggen booger bugg'ole GEDDBEKK'ERE</span>!!"
You're just through the door when he holds up something in his hand!
>Fire Flask!And you're in the middle of turpentine!
>SHIT!!!You backpedal, backroll until you hit the wall outside, then side roll just in case, just in time.
You totally dodged the...
the.
>SHIDD!!He faked you out AGAIN!!
[ROLL FOR THE CHASE!!]
>1d100 with +30 Night Bonus>vs Qivin 1d100 +15 for Familiarity into Mart Street>>6094310>>6092646 >>6089769 >>6088504>>6094199>>6094177QM will be back in 10+hours
