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by Stormbringer » Thu Jun 12, 2025 4:23 pm
A repeater-rifle slug whizzes past and knocks Cumflutter's hat right off his head!
Okay, time for the Bean Bunch to make their moves!
Everyone state what you're gonna do. To recap: you're on the north-side of the house, standing near the smashed bay windows of the drawing-room. Just to the east of you is the back door to the kitchen (a bear is rummaging about inside). Around the eastern side of the house is the conservatory (but you can't yet see this from your position).
To the north of you, in the street behind the house, a patrol of seven Incorporation soldiers are firing rifles at you.
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Stormbringer on Thu Jun 12, 2025 4:27 pm, edited 4 times in total.
My fire is more than can be made with forests,
My state more base than are the basest valleys;
I wish no evenings more to see, each evening;
Shamed, I hate myself in sight of mountains,
And stop mine ears, lest I grow mad with music.