FOURTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ Well! That's sure something, isn't it? There may or may not be a lot of you excited to get down to business, but Jones does eventually move to collect you all and bring you to the theatre. It's a familiar routine by now, perhaps even comfortingly so given the irregularities of this particular killing.

Two of you gone this week. The elevator is started to feel downright spacious, don't you think?

A shanty, as usual, echoes from the crew of the Dutchman as you enter. The room is the same as it has ever been before you as the elevator settles into position. ]

To yer positions, passengers. Chins up.

[ Three more podiums claimed by the rust and wear.

You have your evidence, and you're going to need it before long. The music outside dies down.

Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

[dokkalfheimr]

Filbo, come here.

[just...come a couple podiums down with her and chloe, okay...]

[thisaroma]

[ but i'm right next to him and i've got two spears :( ]

[hellahighwater]

[ decus please let us handle this ]

[thisaroma]

[ HOW MANY SPEARS DO YOU HAVE, CHLOE ]

[ahelpingpaw]

[oh go drop a chandelier on the evil spirit with your two spears why dont you decus.

Hah! But yeah, stay safe from the spirit]

[ahelpingpaw]

[He wastes no time in hurrying over there, still doing all he can to stay out of sight from that. Hi, Freyja, Chloe]

Sorry, I have no doubt this is gonna get ugly and I'm next to useless when it's about fighting, so...better stay out of sight to avoid giving an easy target, you know?

[hellahighwater]

Filbo, if anyone tries to hurt you, I'll punch 'em in the face.

[ she'll punch a ghost she don't give a fuck ]

[dokkalfheimr]

Absolutely.

[WILL SHE FINALLY GET TO FIGHT SOMETHING- ]

[ahelpingpaw]

[Pursue your dreams of finally fighting something as long as it doesn't get you killed, Freyja]

I'd say I'd do the same for you two but we all know that wouldn't end well at all.

[But you know if he could he would! Instead he just would try to get them to run away if necessary, hah]

[ahelpingpaw]

You better not be putting yourself in danger for me!

[He's so grateful and at the same time he's heavily considering throwing 139 pounds of grumpus on her if necessary so she doesn't go punch a ghost coming to kill them, hah]

No shame in both of us running, you know. Three if Lady Freyja's coming along.