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THE PARTY hustles down the road. At times the afternoon streets are clogged with traffic, but most of it is headed away from danger, and the adventurers meet no armed or forceful resistance on their southward course through the Municipal District and the Market plazas.
As they enter the Warehouse District, Damien spots an overturned wagon on Bay Road. GERTIE checks it out.
" Ugh, it stinks!"
She pokes about in an busted cask and then sniffs her fingertips.
"Whale oil."
Further south, just past a row of long, low warehouses, they can all see smoke rising and can hear people shouting.
Damien and GERTIE leave two casks of oil with the others, and then scout ahead...
They come back a couple of minutes later and describe chaos on the waterfront. Pirates are looting warehouses, small shops, even food stalls.
Small fires, but nothing big here; further off to the east a ship burns on the open bay.
The small ships and boats in this area are not burning.
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GERTIE sticks her head around the corner of the pub to peek again at the wharf, and then jerks back.
"They're coming!"
Pirates leap and run into the street from the direction of the wharves.
A swordsman in sailor's garb dashes round a building corner on the right and slashes at Fild.
Damien scraps with a thug armed with a big wooden peg.
A bare-chested reaver jumps down from the pub's roof and hacks at Titus with a hatchet. The cleric raises his shield in time to deflect the blow, but his assailant keeps up the attack, pressing Titus closer to Fild in the street.
Two bravoes accost Gertie, dodging past her cracking whip and grabbing at her clothes.
" Ye're comin' with us, girlie!"
Fild steps back and fires his iron tube full into the pirate. A flash, a loud crash, and the swordsman falls backward through gunsmoke.
The gnome has downed his target with one shot.
Titus goes on the offensive, knocking the hatchet aside with his shield and clobbering the shirtless buccaneer with his mace. Thunk. The man drops in his tracks, blood oozing from his scalp where the iron flanges struck.
Seeing their comrades fall, the others break off the attack and run for their lives.
GERTIE cracks her whip at their backsides.
"You'd better run!"
(The enemy have not engaged Tom, Alfonse, or Lowen. Not yet.)
OOC NOTE
Party is at the map edge and off it, upper left hand. See the pub? Behind that, away from direct view of the water and ships.
CONTINUED
TOM shoots a pirate through the buttocks as the man dashes down the alley toward the water and turns left (right side of map).
The man falls, screaming.