[ Daud's spent too many years listening to his Whalers deliver their reports and gossip with each other behind their masks to not be able to recognize one of them when he hears them. He'd have said something before now, but the last he heard of Billie Lurk, she was a ghost slipping her way out of Dunwall.
The Outsider may not be in this world, but it's too easy to imagine him watching and laughing all the same.
As it is, however, he has a job to do. The rough size and shape of the figure in the brush, he can tell, but in this murk it's hard to discern if it's one of the more armored types they were warned about. ]
Luring it to a snare or tripwire to bring it down could work. [ He says, after a moment. Of course, that would require them to set one up in the first place. The vegetation on the creature reminds him of Delilah's coven and the flowers growing under their skin... ] Or one of us could climb the canopy, get a drop on it. Do we have any explosives?
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The Outsider may not be in this world, but it's too easy to imagine him watching and laughing all the same.
As it is, however, he has a job to do. The rough size and shape of the figure in the brush, he can tell, but in this murk it's hard to discern if it's one of the more armored types they were warned about. ]
Luring it to a snare or tripwire to bring it down could work. [ He says, after a moment. Of course, that would require them to set one up in the first place. The vegetation on the creature reminds him of Delilah's coven and the flowers growing under their skin... ] Or one of us could climb the canopy, get a drop on it. Do we have any explosives?