Pity, the task could have been done much sooner those nimrods hadn't stepped in, and with less mayhem too. The crew they were meeting at the port insisted on helping, and were consequently the ones dealing with the only crane. There was alcohol spilled everywhere, as well as rotting vegetables, dead rats, plaster, and probably various kinds of hallucinogens and other illegal substance.Īt the time there was a little bit of rain too, not enough to wash anything away, but it sure helped the spilled drinks set the plaster's chemical reaction into play.ĭaud was extremely glad to say that it wasn't one of his Whalers at fault for that.
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The large wooden box fell off the hook and straight onto a series of barrels and smaller crates that had still been on deck at the time. Unfortunately someone hadn't connected the crate to the crane correctly.
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They were just finishing up a small delivery job, from Gristol to the Morley, cargo was being unloaded, work only lit by the full moon and a few lanterns. The Whalers kind of missed the makeshift home of the Flooded District.
Honestly, sometimes they all just missed not having to travel around all the time, dealing with figures of the law and such. The fake documentation that they had made helped too. Also the Whalers had taken to always having vapor masks nearby in case they needed to hide their tattoos quickly. With the combined effort of Daud and William's professionalism however, they were able to avoid being extensively questioned and searched. Apparently there had been an increase in pirate activity recently, giving the head of each rogue an increase in bounty due to the trouble they were causing. More likely, though, that they were being secretly checked in case they were wanted men who could get someone a promotion by being captured. Guess that goes to show you how much the northern Isle values dedication, if it didn't matter that you seem like you would murder everyone in town by nightfall, as long as you worked hard.Īt some ports, they were stopped by officials to check if they were harboring anything illegal.
Plus, Daud knew just how shady they looked, and usually people wanted the Whalers out of the town as soon as possible. It was nice to have something warm prepared for you by someone who wasn't four squabbling assassin's stuck in a small boat kitchen, only accessible foods being stuff with far off expiration dates and lots of salt. It was enough to give Daud a small reprieve from the confusing thoughts surrounding the Lord Protector.īesides, their employers had often invited them for food afterwards as an extra thank you.
The complaint were pretty much pointless, as those bastards always ended up having a stupid amount of fun while they had helped clear snow out of towns, fix damaged roads, set up for holidays, and other miscellaneous activities that didn't rake in too much coin. Not like the amount mattered after all, they already had enough just saved up from Dunwall to live comfortably for quite a while.ĭaud said all the extra work was to keep them busy while they found new targets, but his Whalers kept whining about how the mundane tasks were. It wasn't hard to deduce that this was from the influence of one Corvo Attano.Īssassinations and bounty hunting weren't the only jobs they had taken up though the Whalers had ended up, more often than not, doing odd jobs in quiet cities and towns for a small amounts of coin. Some of the targets had even been neutralized by means other than murder, probably because they had family or something akin to that. He had picked up a habit of doing extensive background checks on each person they were meant to kill, and the Whalers noticed this. None of them were particularly difficult, but it required enough planning that it monopolized Daud's thoughts for a few days. They had taken on some assassination jobs from the few old contacts that still was in business. So with no more anxiety over the possibility of losing their favorite master assassin, they got back to work, spending the next months traveling over Tyvia, down to Gristol and around Morley. When Daud told William and Stephano that he would be staying as head of the Whalers, they were ecstatic.
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