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| Inside the Offices of the Windward Company | |
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| Category | Story Event |
| Type | Story |
| Data ID | 296222 |
Inside the Offices of the Windward Company is a Sunless Skies Story Event.
Story description[ | ]
"Learning about the Rat Brigade(Factory)"
Trigger conditions[ | ]
Learning about the Rat Brigade ≥ 75
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| Blow open the doors to the Lt's office
Sharp squeaks from your left sleeve convey that Petronella wants to know why you aren't just getting on with it.
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Boom!
You have a cart of explosives and team of trained sabotage rats. Let the Windward Company tremble before you!
There is not much left of the door. Or the wall. In the suddenly revealed office, both the Parsimonious Chairman and an elderly rat blink at you in surprise.
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| Sneak in to the Lt's office.
Albrecht nuzzles your hand encouragingly. You have a band of trained sabotage rats. Use them.
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Failed event | Advanced alteration value probably needs examination.
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| Not so fast.
It was all going so well until Albrecht sneezed.
"Addressed As(CapitalFormal)! Why is your sleeve sneezing?" A formidable forewoman approaches. Your explanations do not convince her. Matters deteriorate when the Parsimonious Chairman exits the Lt's office. "What's all this fuss? No, I don't need to know. Just have them removed." You are escorted from the premises. You will have to try again. Returning to your engine, you discover a particularly vigorous Company inspection has driven some of your crew away.
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| A successful enterprise
The Strength of the Company(Sneak)
You open the door and sneak in, followed by the rats. Within the plush office, the Parsimonious Chairman is sipping tea, while an elderly rat goes on about harnessing the Peacock Wind to increase production. Cinders coughs politely, scurries through your legs, and jumps up onto the table, pistol in paw.
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| Force your way in
You won't be long – time enough for a quick chat, a spot of tea, and possibly a murder.
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| Sound the alarm!
As you move into position, there is a disturbance in your sleeves. They bulge protuberantly. They squeal, despite Albrecht's best efforts to get everyone to shush. The factory staff stare and then scream. The dreaded Hybrean plague is suspected.
The factory suffers a full evacuation. You are forced to lose your good coat to escape without suspicion or forcible quarantine. You will have to try again later, when things have calmed down.
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| The best offence
The Strength of the Company(Force)
In the luxurious office in front of you, the Parsimonious Chairman and a small elderly rat on a pincushion blink in surprise.
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| Leave
You assure the disgruntled contents of your sleeves that you can return later.
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Another time
You walk away from the Windward Company Factory. Immediately your lungs feel a little lighter; your skin a little fresher.
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| Listen to the Lt
Cinders' derringer is aimed squarely at the elderly rat's face. The Parsimonious Chairman moves to add a half lump of sugar to his tea, but thinks better of it.
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A last minute confession
The Lt cowers before her. "It wasn't me!" he squeaks.
Cinders blinks. "You wot?" The words pour from him. "I knew Sarge was up to something: covert meetings, solitary 'reconnaissance'. He made the deal with the Company! But there was a miscommunication; they fired too soon. Afterwards, they assumed I'd been in on it. They offered me everything they'd offered him. Yes, I took it! And I took your blame too! Never told, did I? Let you keep your memory of your dear old Sarge."
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| Convince Cinders to spare the Lt
Maybe he shouldn't be shot dead.
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Grim acceptance
Cinders' claw curls around the trigger. Her whiskers tremble. The Lt pours himself a last cup of tea. Five sugars.
Bang! Several rats jump. The Parsimonious Chairman swears. Cinders has fired into the desk. "Get his number," she says between clenched teeth, before scurrying out of the office. The Lt takes a last sip. "Let me come with you. The Company won't let me stay after this fuss. I'll give you the number once I'm on board." He leads you straight out of the factory, dismissing questions from colleagues with inventive lies.
Explore Port Prosper
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| Let Cinders have her revenge
He has lived in the lap of luxury all these years.
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An end
Cinders considers the Lieutenant. "What'll it be, Lieutenant? I've got a smoke on me, and I know for a fact Petronella keeps a flask of bourbon on her at all times."
The Lieutenant asks for the alcohol. His whiskers don't even tremble. He downs the drink before exhaling slowly. "The number is—" As soon as he has finished recited it, Cinders fires. The sharp scent of smoke cuts the air. "You've got blood on the mahogany." The Parsimonious Chairman's tone is mild. "We'll expense you at a later date. Please leave." The Rat Brigade does so, their business complete.
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