 Greetings, my fellow assassins to be. It is I, Philip Magnus, and I'm going on a quest. Oh god. Alright, apparently I'm not going to go on adventuring before. At least I talk with this here mad scientist. Oh, so lovely to meet you here. Apparently, um, upgrades in equipment. Ah joy. Oh, I have a lot of coins apparently. So some equipment is to be upgraded then. Alright. I suppose I can take bone capacity. So far so well. Sword crossing. Why not? Curves, pistol upgrades, crossbow reload, combat sleep dart. Oh, that's very useful actually. Even though I prefer not to make my enemies sleep. Rather I prefer to kill them outright. Okay, it's okay. It is absolutely okay. A rune. Let's buy a rune. Was that the only one? Ah, that's a pity. I was hoping to get another. No matter. Spring razor capacity or grenade capacity. Grenades are too loud. They are not the preferred weapon of an assassin. But I could take another bone charm capacity. And I think that was a wise choice. A just choice. Shall I take blink? The upgraded version? Thank you. Let's see. Now I can put two more. And I've got a lot of bone charms. Blast resistance. Fencer. Awesome. Breaking glass sound is moderately reduced. Moderate keyhole peeping magnification. Enemies miss more often with arrows and bolts. Swing speed, I don't care about it. Bread capacity in water. Raven. Oh, this one. I think I will go with... Excellent. And now we can be on our way. Oh, let's see what the heart has to say about you. Ah. So you are just scripted as the rest of them. Awesome. Ready to go? Just give the signal. Absolutely. Please take me away from this place. Filled with traitors and backstabbing cures. Distillery district. This one is long, so we will do it in parts. They're all long, actually. As far as I remember, anyway. Used to be to go straight up Claver and Boulevard, but now it's not so easy. Half the city's dead of a plague. The other half's fighting over what's left. Why does that not surprise me? They've set up those wall of life checkpoints. The man walks through one of those and he ends up burned to a crisp. If you're not controlled by the city watch, it's gang territory. I'm in mood for crisps. Living on the fringes like that green rags. They say she's nuts. Oh, not quite. She is more dangerous than she is nuts, I assure you. I can kill him? Cool. Bone charm. Good. We're going to go and take it. Anything else you've got for me? My mechanical heart? No, that's reassuring. Well, we agree on that, mate. Oh well, he's not anymore. And we get back to what's important. Stabbing everyone. Whoops. I'm not a nice guy. At the end of the day, not one bit. I mean, look at my sword. My sword is amazing. Oh, that's awful. Now, I'm an assassin. I'm not a thief. I'm not going to steal from the poor woman. Let's see what happens with you guys. That was a bad idea. Oh, the third one. I'm sure you will, mate. In the afterlife. Sorry. I'm getting a bit to giddy with the murder of it all. Oh, I do not know why I use my dart in you. But it somehow felt right. All right. How do I move? I thought that I could probably do this, but apparently I can do. Well, I will have to find another way. Bone drops keep falling on my head. Excellent. Down you go. Everyone, I look it. Everyone is dead. Oh, did this just give me the answer? Yep. See? Easiest buy. Oh, my. Here it is. Let's see what can this do. Swift shadow. He moves forward slightly faster while in stealth mode. I think we can remove the white rat thing. White rats won't attack me. Lovely, but I prefer to be a swift shadow because it's that much cooler. Oh, corpse. We should probably check it out into the water. Into the water, I said. There you go. Buy corpse. Pleasure knowing your book. She was shy in the month of hearts, hiding from my sente letters. Okay, it's probably not a song. A sudden double to cure for my loneliness. She was smiling in the month of rain, eating figs straight from the tree. A dream of sailing around the aisles. She was wet in the month of clans. To her sailor cousin from Colorado, a real bird, drilling at my chest. She was dying in the month of songs, struck by a disease from the east. A terrible kiss on her distant lips. Obviously, she did not pick her kissing partners well enough. Did I eat those two rats? Yes, I did. Dead end plus... Jiren? Jiren? Something along the lines. We can now move on and go see Granny Rags. I have heard she's a horribly nice woman. What joy. Oh yeah. She likes her magic tricks, doesn't she? Let's see. Oh, I see so. If I'm getting this trade, and this year has been utterly corrupted and destroyed basically by the Atlantis cult and powers. Can I fight for her favor as well? She is one sexy granny. A punishment worse than death, of course. Let's see what powers can I buy. Enhancements. I'm not quite... That is important. Unaware enemies who don't see you turn to ash as they die. All enemies turn to ash as they die. Awesome. Shadowkill causes the bodies of slain enemies to turn to ash if they were unaware of the time of their death. This is useful for stealth since you can time your actions so that one killed enemy fades away before another turns and might see him. Further, you do not have to hide bodies if you have disenhancements since they turn to ash and fade away. Lovely. Sounds awful and evil. And absolutely enchanting. I'm not going to take dark vision for now. My vision is perfectly okay by being perfectly alight. Hello. Hello, dearie. Oh, God. Ah, sure. Let's go with us. I can see that. She is such a nice guy. Old witch. But not the way I used to. Not the nice ones. I hear them. And they're not very polite ones either. Granny rags, granny rags, let us in. Oh, well, they'll go away again if they know it's good for them. But what a bother. You seem to go to the front door, love. You'll see to those ruffians, won't you? But of course I will, Granny. Ending to make you happy. Sleep darts, good. Oh, that's just food. This is going to sell for a pretty coin. Let's fix our weapons of murder. Let's... Oh, Jesus. What just happened? They were spitting fire. At me. That is weird. Alright. So probably... I should kill them in other more horrifying ways. There we go. Right, not perfect. But I should probably mention that I'm an assassin, not a hand-to-hand combatant. Combatant, apologies. See, much better. Oh, sorry. That's me. Brave as one you can get. Aww. Is she going to give me a bone rune? Oh yes, I read about that. Aren't they just the luckiest? Oh, can I... Here it is. I always love gifts. Oh yes. Absolutely the worst. I feel like she knows I'm not her husband. Look at how rugged her clothes are. Oh yes, poisoning is... Alright, Granny. I think she's feeding rats, not birdies. Yep, pretty sure that's the case. Oh yes, not at all creepy. Oh, I can now bend time. Should I just... Hmm. What should I take? Blood thirsty. Brutal melee fatalities. I've never done that. Alright, I'll think on that. And before, I will... go get whatever Granny needs. Whatever Granny wants, of course. This is the whiskey distillery in which we will... One point or another. Lol. Yep, just me. Hello! I'm sure you did, brother. Now that's just me. And where would that be? I'll keep that in mind. Good old gruff griff. Oh, so that's your shop. You're not doing anywhere. Alright. We want two succulose elixirs, blueprint, lens magnification, and succulose formula, which is the formula for succulose-held elixir. Piero can use this to distill a liquid that restores health and protects against the rat plague. I think that's actually very important. And when I... get the 200 coins I need, I should come back and buy the lens magnification blueprint. I suppose... Oh, I'm hearing something. How do I get up there? Alright, let's see. Anything here? No... Timeless... Timeless children's rhymes agafer stale. Hemlock poison. Delicious. Oh, processed well all. You really shouldn't leave your valuables sitting on the floor, guys. Guys? They seem to be dead. Well, guys. Well, that sounds absolutely great. Really. I should probably hide his body. Uh-oh. Anyone else? No? That's okay with me. So, how do I do this? Can't reach the second floor, but I can reach the first. Yes, I want to go to Dr. Galvanis' offices. Thank you very much. Alright. We are now on the second floor. Yes, I want to go to Dr. Galvanis' offices. Thank you very much. Alright, we are in the offices. Yeah, I expected as much. At least there is delicious bread. Alright, we've got a pouch with coins. Not too many coins, but an acceptable amount. Oh, guns. I think this will sell well. Should I? Do I have to break this in order to get... Hmm, weird. I don't want to cause the sound. Anything here? Now I'm looking weird places. Don't judge me. Hmm, I do not know this combination. Nor can I find anything to tell me what it is. Alright. Don't have to be a ninja. I may as well kill you, might I? Here. Have some food. We wouldn't want the plague to die away now, would we? No, no. Move along. Move along. Trust me, you... Good girl. That's a smart servant. Oh. Didn't I take the key, though? Dear Mrs Benton, when cleaning my study, I ask that you constrain your efforts strictly to the floors. Please, at all costs, refrain from attempting to clean or range my bookshelf. In fact, it would be best to keep away from it altogether. Otherwise, I'll have to reconsider the terms of your employment, regards, Dr Gulvani. P.S., since I'll be out of the city for a few days, I've left next week's pay as well. The bank was closed, so I'm afraid it's your short by half. You can count on me for the remainder next week, of course. What a... correct... good... kind... person, man. This looks interesting. Oh, bulrata fetus. Mmm, delicious. I probably just spread a bit of the plague on myself. Never mind. Gulvani, the latest case, showed that I would in a week. Containing all the components you need, be careful with the white phosphorus. It can have you getting fussy jaw, like the tanners at the edge of the city poor bastards. Sorry you have to practise in secret. The vivisectionists should be celebrated, revered even. Getting a pratt should be done in the town square with a crowd of eagles students taking notes, not in some dirty little secret room hidden behind a wall of books. Anyway, lucky for you to have an old friend who never left the academy. Let me know what else you need, but remember. It might be a month before I could put together another shipment. Yours in knowledge are Temis Moor, Procurement Clerk and Provisioner, Academy of Natural Philosophies Art Wing, B.S. Next time you're nearby, going through an afternoon. We've stayed fairly insulated from the plague since so few come and go here. You know, we've got quite a stock of Tivian Randy. Well, I know where he went, but Randy drinking past it. So many foetuses! The rat plague. I imagine it says nothing good at all. The rodents themselves seem immune to the plague, but they pass it readily amongst themselves and amongst humans. Which, let's face it, is unpleasant. Deliverton's sorrow. Another book. Oh, so close. El Delixier. So much more. Best place. Perhaps by a witch who has been to an ancient evil continent. Ew. Did I just take the insides of this rat? Yes, yes I did. Did not question it. So a capacity in demand of nets. Unpleasant. I've been asked to tell the problem, so here it is. It's been every year that we work like man gone mad during the month of nets. I don't hardly see my family. It's bad enough that the work is clogged with trash from the catch pieces of crates and nets, but the water smells of hackfish guts too. We got to get it done before the month of rain. Oh, you know what? And it ain't like we get help from those pricks in civil engineering either. Been at this job for 928 years and I'm nezzy in one of them. Come below, accept and measure with will at all when they go potting up on their fancy new bridges. So these last three years been the worst, mate, and here's why. Is the river crusts moved into the works? We hear a man head yell and scream like he's burning up. We all climb up fast. No other choice. Not as interesting as I had hoped, honestly. Oh yeah, this is at all not too creepy. To creepy at all, right? Seriously, you have this? A bust of the spy master? Or should I call him Lord Protector? No, I think not. Spy master for life. Because you're a heart. Well, I do believe I did what I came to do. True, I did not get whatever I was supposed to get in order to enter that save, to unlock that save, I mean. Don't worry, I'll do it on my own time. I won't waste yours. Really, how do I go inside? And the stairs? Oh, excellent. Here we have it. Two out of five found. Excellent, excellent news indeed. And hey, we even managed to get him up. Bonchamps, a sailor's blessing they say, the carving itself is a practice from long back, but from father to son, old man, salt, greenhorn still get his sea legs beneath him. In the old times, men cut into the tusks of ice and into the arm-long fangs of bears that roam the isles north of Tivir. Once the well trade began, the practitioners went to engraving the bones of those great beasts, generating charms that sing in the night and grant some small boon to a man's vigour or the fence against pregnancy. The fence against pregnancy all the way. Alright, let's... Oh, we have to poison the whisky as well, I see. Well, I think this has gone on long enough, honestly. So, we're going to start with the Dunwall Whisky Distillery next time. Thank you guys for watching once again, or rather, one guy and myself. And I hope to see you next time. One gal and myself. Hey, bye!