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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lazlow" data-source="post: 2530257" data-attributes="member: 24242">Richard, still following orders, stabs at the remaining vagabond.  And with great success, too, it seems, as he slides off of Richard's sword and falls to the ground in a heap.Ranti springs down from his perch on the dead thug and says, "Oh-ho, faster than I thought. Well, none the less I shall flay thee within an inch of your life. The leader should suffer the worst they say. Desert, maim the leader."  Measuring Dockside Dan's life right up to that last inch, he proceeds to make good on his promise, flourishing his sword hither and yon to deliver the killing stroke.  But, alas, he flourished one flourish too much, and his sword flew most flourishly out of his hand and stuck (with a flourish) in the crate off to his left.Dockside Dan, sensing he is surrounded, pulls out a long, wicked dagger and begins flailing around him blindly (of course).  He comes close to K, but she easily steps out of the way.Ignoring the pain of the blow to the back he received earlier, Desert moves in on the leader of these thugs and follows Ranti's suggestion, maiming him quickly and efficiently.  However, his measurement isn't as precise as Ranti's would have been, as he went well past that last inch of Dockside Dan's life, and he (Dan) presently expires.And with that, the last of Dockside Dan's Dockside Gang is no more.With this nasty business over, you all notice for the first time the crowd that has gathered around you to watch.  Most of the townspeople seem relieved, if not outright happy, that this maritime bully is finally gone.  Of course, now that there are bodies to be disposed of, most of them leave.However, you do notice three people standing off in the distance, just outside The Water Weasel:  A very large, very fat man wearing a purple doublet over white shirt, brown leggings, and bright green shoes (quite ridiculous, really, for a man of such immense girth), and two shady-looking characters flanking him on either side.  Literally shady, to be sure, as they each are completely covered in long brown cloaks with hoods.  The fat man looks at you, and as your eyes meet, he nods tersely, a frown clouding his face.  He turns (quite a laborious task for him, I assure you) and goes back inside The Water Weasel.  His two cloaked companions follow him inside, melding into the shadows within.Suddenly, breaking the eerie mood of the scene, a voice rings out from on high:  "Oy!  Who be ye, ye who be cleanin' th' docks o' this vermin?"  Turning, you see that it's Wet Willie, the Harbormaster.  Somehow, he's climbed up and taken a seat on top of the crate in which Ranti's sword is stuck (indeed, the sword is sticking out right under one of Wet Willie's feet).  He claps his hooks together in applause, making a tink, tink, tink sound.</blockquote>

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