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Oh, one last thing before we pack it in tonight. Well may more than one, it’s safe to say that a couple of things are going to happen. We’re only taking a short hop so we’ll use the imagination moped, the driver is on a delivery run anyways, he moonlights for Pizza Coven on Jewel St. It’s a little outside the normal delivery zone but the tips are good and sometimes they pay via alternative methods.
We’ll follow him as he going along as he comes down from the Heights, cuts through North Point, and into Old Korvosa. As it happens he’s one of the last folk we see going across the bridge, there sure are a lot of Grey Maidens standing about… We’ll come back to that, for now we follow as he takes a right onto Wave Street and then onto a familiar looking pier. We’ve arrived with him at Eel’s End. We’ll leave our delivery driver as he’s in for a surprise when the folks at House of Clouds let him know all they have is just the tip.
Instead we’ll continue onto the main ship, over to a spot in the railing where there are several arrows lodged in the wood as quite a few scratches that continue down the side of the ship to a small round porthole. Peaking inside we see our favorite alley cat, the Wyldcat Dagi sprawled out on a large bed with her head in her lover, Illaria’s lap.
“So then I jump down and grab the wick and-”
Suddenly there is a loud knock on Ily’s cabin door then a shout, “Mistress Ily! Mistress Ily! Please come quick!”
Dagi looked up at Ily with a grin, “Mistress now? I’ll remember that.”
“The Daniels started it,” replied Ily as she shoved Dagi out of her lap, and tied her robe shut before answering the door. She opened it to find Bodri, one of the younger servers from the Twin Tigers looking up at her with wide, fearful eyes.
“Mistress!” they said, “They’re come for us! they say they’re gonna burn down all the ships so nobody can escape! Mistress we have to go!”
“Slow down,” said Ily, “Who’s coming? And what’s this about burning ships?”
Bodri closed their eyes and took a deep breath, then another, then met Ily’s gaze again. “The Grey Maidens, Mistress, they’ve put up a barrier on the bridge to Northpoint, folks are saying there’s fires and all kinds of loud crashes coming from Bridgefront. Other Grey Maidens are going along the docks and confiscating or burning any boat or ship they find to keep people from leaving Old Korvosa. Folk are saying the whole island is being put under Quarantine and no one will be allowed to leave.”
Dagi sat bolt up right, if the room had been brighter than Bodri might have noticed Dagi’s claws digging into the mattress.
“Dammit!” said Dagi, “I knew it, I knew they were no better than Hellknights. Ily we shou-”
“Quiet!” snapped Ily. Dagi jumped at the sharp word but Ily barely noticed, her eyes were still fixed on Bodri. “Listen, I need to you to go right now to House of Clouds, find one of the Daniels, I don’t care which, and tell them to get all the staff out of there and onto the main ship. Tell them I said we’re closed for the holidays, they’ll know what the means. Don’t argue, go!”
Bodri took off like a shot. Ily tuned and strode over to her writing desk, she pulled open a small drawer and started pulling out keys, papers, and a small iron box.
“Ily?” said Dagi, “What’s going on?”
“You heard Bodri,” said Ily, “we need to leave. Luckily Taice has something that I think will help us.”
“Taice? What the hell does that slimeball have that could possible help with this? I mean, maybe some spider webs to slow them down or you and I could swing across or-”
“Shut up, this isn’t like one of your adventures.” said Ily, “I’m not going to just run away and leave my people. Down on the bottom deck where Devargo used to have the cut out section where he’d feed folk to the sharks, there’s another cutout on the side that opens out under the docks. Taice has two skiffs tied up there. Remember? You borrowed the smaller one the other night? Taice has them as his escape plan if anything ever went sour. We’ll use it and larger to get everyone out and across the river to Trail’s End. We should have room, the customers will just have to fend for themselves. But it’s going to take time to get everyone organize though. Do you think you could, maybe, delay the Maidens while I get everyone out?”
Dagi was about to balk at the entire idea until she saw the look in Ily’s eyes. This was no time for sarcasm or arguing. She nodded. She had no idea what she was going to be able to do against a troop of Grey Maidens by herself, but she wasn’t about to let them come near her Ily.
“Good, now go, I’m going to get the lock boxes and Taice’s side stash-idiot still hasn’t realized the plank it’s under runs through walls into here and i can feel it wobble everytime he opens it. I’ll get everyone on board and I’ll try to wait for you to-”
“Don’t wait,” said Dagi, giving Ily a Cheshire grin, “I always find my own way back.”
Without another word Dagi dashed out of the cabin, her form changing mid stride into a scrappy alley cat.
“Besides,” she thought, “this is what being a Wyldcat is all about.”