>>6118157CAEDO? **CAEDO**?????
HOLD ON A SECOND THE BARRICADES WILL TAKE A MOMENT TO --
[the sound of hammers and heaving men then eventually someone pulls something heavy away from the doors and bust them open. Many nervous looking clerks look out, sweating, wide-eyed, the house is hot like a sauna from lack of ventilation, wounded are stacked against the back, a score of them grip what Caedo instantly realises is a new line of Mordenkainen advanced rifles, the ones with enhanced sighting optics, and beyond all that the whole warehouse reeks of chemical tang. Every single person here is dosed far beyond the tolerance limits with stimulants and terror]
HOLY VOID AND HIGH STARS
**CAEDO!??**
MAN ARE WE GLAD TO SEE YOU
BUT WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE. THIS WHOLE PLACE IS CRAWLING WITH WINDSWOO--
[The speaker spots all the dead Windsworn at Caedos feet, and their attendant knife wounds]
... GOOD SPIRITS AND GRAND ICONS CAEDO. YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THEM LIKE THAT YOU SEETHING PSYCHOPATH.
HA HA RESCUE AT LAST. I TOLD YOU. I TOLD YOU THEY'D COME. DIDN'T I? THE SPIDERS DIDN'T BELIEVE ME BUT THE RACOONS ARE KIND AND AND AND AND AND AND AND
[ Given the sheer enormous relief, this is about when his overcharged adrenaline systems give out and he collapses ]
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>We've found our missing supply clerks! At least ... some of them ! 