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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4564305" data-attributes="member: 3285">Fox and Geese: Part 5a – Scouting the Corpse GateThe place indicated by Gavrin where the Oathbinder’s clergy were gathering Touched turned out to be an empty warehouse near the Vein Canal. Outside, it looked shabby, deserted.  Although the place looked run-down and abandoned, there were no windows or cracks in the plaster walls on the first floor through which to view the inside.“There’s no windows on the first floor, but there are on the second.”  Kham pulled out two potions from his coat.  “And since the cat-girl couldn’t make it today, I’ll be filling in for her with a little help from Falthar val’Abebi.” He downed a potion.  Nothing happened.“Jump potion,” said Kham with a grin.  He drank another potion and disappeared from sight.A minute later, Kham returned from his reconnaissance.  “Shipping doors are sturdy. There’s a smaller entrance for employees to enter but it’s locked too.”“Great,” said Beldin.  “So how do we get in?”Kham shrugged.  “Something went down in there.  There are Nierties trying to pretend that they’re the Confraternity of Just Death, and doing a piss-poor job of it.  I heard them talking about waiting for a cart to arrive, probably with the Touched in it.”“You mean that cart?” Ilmarė pointed at a horse-led covered wagon that was already in front of the warehouse.  The driver got out and knocked on the doors.“Ah crap, that’s our way in!” Kham looked around desperately.  Beldin pounded out of their hiding place towards the man at the door. “What is he doing?!” whispered Sebastian.“Taking charge,” Kham whirled to pursue the dwarf.  “About time somebody did!” The man at the door didn’t have a chance.  The dwarf barreled into him, knocking him a good five feet out of the path of the door.  Kham arrived seconds after.  He pulled his cloak over his head just as the door opened.The guard, concealed under a deep hood, whispered.  “Are you here to deliver the package?”Kham adjusted his hood.  “Yeah.”“What’s the password?”Kham thought for a moment. “Everybody deserves a just death.”The guard nodded and the doors opened wider.  Kham suppressed a chuckle; the Nierite impostors had no idea what the password was and neither did he.Kham led the cart slowly into the warehouse.  There were a few thumps behind the cart as it moved through the doors.Kham took in the warehouse from a new perspective. Guards flanked him on either side. Another hooded and cloaked figure stood atop a pile of crates.The horses whinnied nervously.  Kham tried to calm them down.“Easy, easy,” he whispered to the horses.  Their eyes were showing white as their ears flicked in agitation. “What’s gotten into them?” asked the leader atop the crates.“One of the Touched is a dark-kin,” said Kham. The horses started neighing in obvious distress. “Well, calm them down,” said the leader.  “Filthy half-breeds.”Kham feigned offense.  “Half-breeds?  I thought the Confraternity of Just Death treated all souls equally.”“Oh, they do.” The leader threw off his cloak, revealing the red, snug-fitting clothes of a Nierite sorcerer.  “But we’re not members.  I am taking possessions of these sacrifices on behalf of Nier!  Now stand down or face His fiery wrath!”Kham shrugged.  “You heard him,” he said over his shoulder. “I either stand down or its fiery wrath time.”Sebastian hopped out of the wagon.  “I choose fiery wrath: Incendiaries globus!”</blockquote>

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