 Well, hello there! I'm Philip Magnus once again coming to you from Dishonored, and yes, I'm swinging my sword at the very air that allows me to breathe. Whatever passes in this industrial wonder of a city, this well-punk wonder of a city, I don't say steampunk, but well-punk because it's all running on whale oil. You can see some way over there, and the great ones are probably the whales, because the whales are great. Meg the Whales, great again, 2016. Oh yes, today we are going to go into the High Overseer's office. And he leads the city's militant religious faction, and is very unpleasant. That's basically what you need to know. Oh, mission clues. I saw mission clues. Campbell plans to poison guard Captain Kerno. Oh yes, I remember Callista said something about that, didn't she? She did, yes, she did. Alright, so we need to get our hands on those two runes. Let's listen to them. Hmm, was that a threat? I think the people who threat other people need to be stabbed to death. Here's a nice mask, but mine is nicer. Bestilence. Yes, I know it's you over here, Martin. I kind of want to kill you, mate. Fine, I'll release you. What? He laughs in the outside of his face. Whoa, those are three very different things. I'm not listening to him at all. I prefer the heart. The heart actually tells me, oh, he did. The heart actually tells me useful things. Shut up. Okay. Fine, you are, let go. What you're here to do tonight is of the highest importance. We've got to find Emily, so kill Campbell and make it quick. As it's done, search his body for the journal. Not in the plan, bio. And get out of there. Oh, very well. And word from my informant is that Campbell is going to poison him. Maybe you can use that to your advantage. Of course I can. I can use... All right. That's... that's an actual nice thing to say. I'm almost surprised. Any treasure? No, no treasure at all. All right. Ouch. Oh, the one in my hand. Fascinating. Uh oh. Damn it. All right. All right. Apologies for that, bios. I did not see your mate there. I was going to make your murders far more elegant. Hey. Oh, die. I don't much like rats, to be honest. I should probably check the dudes for loot though. You got loot? You? No? Oh, but you do have a sizable portion of rats showing all around you. Uh oh. Uh oh. I sure hope they are. Yes, yes you do. Yes. And he is not the only one. How I hit the door and he didn't notice, I will never know. I didn't see those guys. Are they here? Oh yes, they are. Whoops. My bad. I remain blissfully unaware. Well, and Captain Kernow and his retidue will be here this evening. See that they are allowed through the checkpoint without incident. I like him in a fair mood when I have drinks with him in the meeting chamber. Also, be prepared to defend the checkpoint from the inside should things go awry with negotiations. Not that I expect they should, but I want your overseers prepared in case Kernow and his men live up to the city watch's reputation. We must not allow anything to happen to Kernow. He is a good man, the most valiant and a very good man indeed. Oh, this will come in handy. Bolt, spring raises, anything else, anything at all. Hot, where are you? Drones are still very much far away. Play your way, pathways. There are many pathways through your missions. Front streets, alleys, windows, rectangles, rooftops and waterways. Why thank you. I knew that already. Do you know why? Do you? Well, well. Oops. Damn it. How did I screw this up? Oh well. At least you, dear boy, are the only one. Fine. Have the body. I bet you are hungry little bastards. Anything interesting here, I wonder. All right. There we have it. We're sneaking through the sewers. Uh oh. The rats are a problem, as you may have noticed, of course. Let's see. I feel like I should probably... Oh, bolts. But I have too many bolts already. Ah, bach. Come on. Seriously? Okay. Now this is better. Right. Give me a moment. Let me take on that vision. See the dark and see living beings through walls. Yeah. I don't like this, but it makes the world so very much more boring. No, I'm staying. I'm staying. I'm just not sure where I'm going yet. Uh oh. I found some popo wire. That will make a pretty penny on the black market. How you did not see me, mate. I will never know. Not that I'm complaining. Ah, runabown charm nearby. Pray tell where. Excellent. We are well on our way to collecting every single room. Oh. So how do I... No, of course not. Interesting enough. But unfortunately, this doesn't work all that much for me. Oh my. Unfortunately. The seven strict cheers. So this is an excerpt from a commonly distributed overview of the seven strict cheers. Surround your innermost being with the strict cheers and you will be safe. But I don't want to be safe. Wondering gays lying tongue, restless hands, roving feet, rampant hunger, wanton flesh, errant mind. All these behaviors must be restricted in order to keep one errant mind, really. In order to keep one's heart away free from malevolent influences, they are the inroads of the outsider. See, I am not a good choice. Oh, my bad. I like to be quiet while I stab them. What? What just happened? How did you even hear that? Ah. You know what? Stop shooting at me. Fine. See what I had to do. Silly, unnecessary things. And all of that because I killed a bloody rat. These people have no sense of finesse. I have no idea what you boys are doing, lying around. You guys are too distracted with art. And one should never allow the liberal sciences to, you know, take from his time. Go to backyard. No, I don't want to go to the backyard. Only thing I want to go. Hello. I will take that. Sure. I will take that as well. And that. Do you have money? Thank you. Did you seriously run? I'm in half a mind to kill you because of your friend here. But hey, I probably should be nice. I'll be nice. Just this once. Anyway, we are looking for a way to that room with weird people. They just keep laying around. Maybe if I go this way, I will find some way to find what I'm looking for. No, that's an entirely different place with entirely different... Whoops, I kicked something. All right. I will help you. No, actually I won't. I was considering killing him, but... Fine, let's drink. Come on, swing at me. You just put your enemy of balance. I know that. See? Easy. I'm being too... too nasty. Unnecessarily so. Let me save. I'm fascinated by the fact that... ...spill the glasses... ...or switch poison to Campbell's side. Now I'm going to spill the glasses. Let's wait for you. Branding instructions. That's where we are going. I wonder for whom? Oh god. This is taking him a while. Indeed, most charming. Oh, I do believe you do. You did try to poison him. Oh yes. I will have to share with all of them. That must have been rather weird for you, Captain. See? I'm just that nice. Now, all I need to do is this. Lay there for a bit. I do like how I slow down time and I kidnap people. Just before I do far worst things to them, of course. Seriously, just 25 coins. Hi, Overseer. What the hell is wrong with you, man? He's obviously missing the point of power. Oh, a book. The fifth? Trick chair. Restrict the rampant hunger, or the intemperate will rise up among you. Like a virulent swarm, devouring everything wherever they go, even filth. For what goes into your body poisons you, and if you eat filth, then filth is what you will vomit up. All logical, all good. Surely the glutton will sell away birthright family and friends from all sort of meat. Hmm, which reminds me, I would just love to have some steak right now. Coin of ten. That's nice. I'm still confused. Oh, good god. Annoying. Most annoying, in fact. Hey there, buddy. Oh, while we wait. Yes, I know. I stabbed him. See, that's how you blink and clink in the guy's neck, I guess. Whatever that means. Come on, old boy. What a nice sword. Nah. Mine is nicer. It's time. I know what to do. Come over here. This is awkward. Sorry, mate. I just can't help myself, I'm afraid. Now where are you sleepyhead? Do you know what Campbell reminds me of? Who, rather? That's right, he reminds me of Sleepy. Disclosure or log. Name Dylan Jacobs. Admitted violations theft of neighbor's food. Recurs half-wages to be given to neighbor for a month. Name Millicent Ridgaway. Admitted violations adultery. Recurs one year in the service to the order. Name Robert Young. Violations spying on his neighbor as she baited. Recurs public humiliation in the stocks for two days. Well, can't... Interesting. So it was Martin who released me. Of course you can't. Now, be silent for a while while I read this. On-branding heretics. The heretic brand is reserved for those overseers who have committed heinous acts against the order, but have not broken codes that would otherwise result in execution. No contact, aid or shelter can be given to one bearing the brand. That person is forever more unwelcome to the Abbey and its affiliates. When used, the brand is applied to the forehead so all concede sins of the recipient. The chemical compound acts immediately scarring the heretic for the remainder of life. The interrogation room here, the office of the High Overseer stands ready for branding ritual. Should the need arise, the recipient must be strapped into the interrogation chair and restrained as the brand is applied. The heretic brand itself is to be stored in the same room. Oh geez. I like you. You are wise, which is why I will kill you last. Oh, there is a book all about me. Aw. Oh, it's not a book. It's a series of reports. Well, I am going to not read this because it would be spoiling the fun. Spoiling my story, you see. Oh, look. Look at the baby steps. Anything here? No? Really? That is rather disappointing, don't you think? The trials of aptitude. Oh, we read that. Hey. Here we go, buddy. Don't you worry. The second stricture. Really, we don't need to read all these stricture books any moment now. I killed all your men, but you? I'm going to live life for the best kind of vengeance there is. Can't I please play with this mummy? No? Aw. Can I maybe shoot him in the foot or something? Oh, nice. I don't suppose I can just blink. Yep. Bold sleep darts. Oh, an audio graph player. Let's hear it. You're wearing some sort of industrial. You're one of Daud's men, aren't you? Caught at last. Give us a name at least. What's wrong with his eyes? Opium? What's he doing? Some kind of fit. Jek has administered some kind of poison. The effects seem to have been lethal. Bastard. Well, actually, I'm not sure if I'm for Daud's men in this one since he has assassinated the Empress or for the Overseers since they are working against my god, the outsider. The heretic brand is reserved for those Overseers who have committed... Oh, nope. Nope. I have already read this, you see. Anything else? Nope. Hello! Da-da-da-da-da! Heretic power!