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Put out the fires, of course! You can’t let the Inn burn down! The Spinner picks you apart with her eyes with a quizzical look on her face.
“... why, though?”
Because it’s the heroic thing to do, okay!? Think of all the cred you’ll get when you save this fine establishment!
“It’s insured, but I won’t reject the ‘elp.”
You and T leap into the air with perfectly-synched girly screams at the sound of the gruff, familiar voice! Innkeeper, you begin, are you okay, man?
“Ahhh, this is nuffin’,” He grunts, his grizzled voice coming from the floor behind you, “Not the first time a wall of kegs fell on me an’ it won’t be the last…” He pauses for a moment as the three of you listen to fire crackling and Volka smacking assassins with salt. “I fink me leg’s on fire though, so if ye’d be willin’ ta’ ‘elp wivvat…”
No problem, you nod! T, gather up some salt! Let’s fight these fires!
“R-right!” She replies uneasily, “I think I saw some salt around here! H-hope no one took it!”
She’s not fooling anyone, but you don’t have time to care about that right now. Following Volka, it doesn’t take long for you to snatch up a mound of salt off the ground, and with the condiment in tow you get to work putting out the fires!
You can’t see them, but you can definitely hear them! Following the crackling all over the torched tavern, you make like a confused Johnny Appleseed and start dumping! After finishing one off, you turn around and duck just in time to avoid an airborne assassin sent flying by your bodyguard! As he crashes into the wall with a sickening crunch, another figure lunges from behind you!
Your hand heats up with fresh flames, but just when you’re about to give your attacker’s face a flick he’ll never forget, you trip over a busted table! The assassin becomes another victim of physics, however–as his lunge takes him over to you, the clumsy killer stumbles over you and lands in another patch of flames!
You’re about to douse the assassin with salt when he too fizzles into dust… either these guys are really flammable or they don’t plan on leaving any bodies!
T, you howl, did you run away, or are you still here?!
“O-Of course I’m still here!” The Durher stammers from the far end of the inn, “I was just putting out a really far fire!”
You hear a knife sink into some flesh! <span class="mu-s">T!</span>
“I’m fine!” She reports, “Guy tried to pull a fast one on me!”
Just try to keep one alive, you beg as you make to douse another fire, you wanna see if they can talk!
“What’s that?!” T asks as you hear her knife slip into someone else, “Got distracted, sorry!”
Never mind…
>CONTD.
