Ptolus: 165 Vock Row - "Rat-catchers"

Aeshen peeks over the top of the barricade, his body spread out in an attempt to keep the pile of rubbish stable. He peers over for a few moments and then begins to slowly descend, visibly worried about making any noise.

"Five ratlings," he whispers, once he's returned to solid ground. "They're using the body of a dead man for target practice with daggers. There are two exits on the east wall."
 

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"No four armed ratling? No digging?", Valana says, disappointment on her face. "I guess Master Kunstler was right when he talks about making assumptions."

"I guess I don't see any reason we can't still follow the same plan. Put a few people on top of the barricade to get the ratlings attention. If they flee, everyone can follow through the tunnel. If not, we'll be waiting for them on this side."
 

"That barricade doesn't look stable enough... well..." Ella pauses a moment, reflects on the giant pile of trash and refuse and continues softly "why don't we just push the barricade over?"
 


"Alright, well if Valana's plan is to work we will need at least two of us apprentices up top. Can we scale it without alerting them, being as we are not as sneaky as the bard?", Mata says with a straight face but a twinkle in her eye.
 



"I think Valana's plan is good, I was just wondering if we should attempt to be sneaky or simply scale it as fast as possible." Mata glances at the still weak Ella. "Maybe Valana and I should be the ones to go up."
 

"I think Aeshen should climb up first with a bow and a couple flasks of oil. That way if we make too much noise climbing up ourselves", Valana says, addressing Mata, "he can toss the oil and yell out what the ratlings are doing."

"If the ratlings charge, Mairan, Thurst, and Ella ambush them as the exit the tunnel. If they rush Aeshen and he needs to retreat, Mata and I will provide covering fire. Otherwise, we join him up top and try to pick off the ratlings. If the ratlings run, we keep climbing while everyone else piles through the tunnel."

"Mairain, can Aeshen borrow your bow?"


Digging a couple tinderwigs out of her belt pouch and handing them to Aeshen, Valana adds, "Anyone have a couple flasks of oil?"
 

Aeshen, looking very uncomfortable with this plan, takes the bow from Mairan.

"These plans always seem to involve me risking my life. If I did not know better, I would say this was all some involved plan by Master Kunstler to kill me off."
 
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