 Hello, da-da-da-da-da-da, heretic power! They're worse-faced than that, dear boy, much worse. Although I am kind of in the need to kill him, too. But hey, I'll deal with that. I can deal. Do you know what I feel like I should do now? Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do. And everyone I know is going to die so very badly. Anyone else? Where? No, I'm not. Liar. He lied, and so he died. And now the only thing I'm looking for is a way to get that room. And yes, I know I have gone completely insane with murder. And no, apparently this is not the way I go about getting that bloody room. Not here either. I was here. I was definitely here. Oh. Oh, I see. I could have done this. Clever. Very clever. Which I thought of it earlier. No, please. No, please. Thank you. Thank you. I said die, please. Now I'm wondering, how the hell do I get it? It's so fine. It's so very... Of course. There's always a door somewhere. I do remember there being, no, not this gate. Probably going to have to press this. Oh. I do believe I got his good eye, didn't I? And this... This is strangely creepy. Litany on the white cliff. Excerpt from a series of overseer invocations by her overseer Abram Templeton. By the way, before I read this, it's really interesting. The fact that the high overseer has a strange cult towards these rooms, right? Very interesting. Of course, he's obviously the most corrupt high overseer ever. And I say to you, brothers, it is here that we make our stand as a righteous force against the growing darkness. It is here that we unite against the spirits of the unknown that would drag us screaming into the night, never to return to our homes, to our families. Together we will serve as a rod to those who would stray from the herd for the foggy gray wastes of the outsider. We will burn a bright fire with our virtuous actions. And I got bored and I'm not reading the end of it. Oh! A blade that costs a lot of monies. Monies, monies, monies. Spy master? She's in the whole house. Yes, that's where they keep their...princes. Campbell. I'm not sure how my predecessor operated, but from now on, if one of my girls tries to blackmail you, you send her back to me at the golden cutting instead of concocting some plan on your own. I've had to replace three girls in as many months. And you can imagine the business of carnal pleasures and booming in this place stricken whole you call a city. Madame Prudence. Guess I know who my next victim is. Hey, Madame! Damn it. I was hoping that this would break. Anything else I could possibly steal? Be silent, music. All right. I think we can move along to the canal. Sorry, to the canal. Oh, hello. Will you be as delighted as to be my next victim this evening? Thank you, sir. Mmm. I consumed the right rut. It was disgusting, but also very delicious. Whalping and training hounds. From each litter, no. I'm not going to... Am I? No. No, no, no, no. I'm not reading that. Loot cash. Oliver, I've taken the loot we've gathered and stashed it in the incinerator room. It is under the dead hound, so nobody will dig it out and find it. Look through your strictures to figure out the door code. Lying tongue, wandering gaze, errant mind. Oh, God. I don't remember the order. Lying tongue, wandering... Oh, I hate this. I don't suppose I have a... No, I don't. Lying tongue, wandering gaze, errant mind. All right. I know where to find the book. Bloody hell, I hate those games which actually make me remember numbers. I haven't had years of that in my mind. Damaging it. No, because I don't actually mind having my mind damaged by numbers. Just for that you should die. So, what was the order? Let's see. Loot cash. Lying tongue, wandering gaze, errant mind. Lying tongue, two wandering gaze, and two one seven. Two one seven. Fine, I've got that memorized. I should probably go to the kennels first. After all, I do want my treasure. Sorry, loot. And the other crap that I probably have all around this place. Seriously? Nothing? All right. Time to take your purse. Uh-oh. Vicious has fallen ill. I have gone to fetch some medicine for the harm. But in the meantime, do not open his cage. He is prone to vets of violence and this would endanger the other seers in the building. Interesting. Okay, doggy. Go. Get them all. I will be on my way. Two one seven. Come on. Where are all the... Whatever they are. Hungraves, right? That's what it said. Let me guess. I'm going to meet the bloody dog I just freed. Interesting. Here they are. Two, one, seven. Hey, hey, hey. Bloody hell. That's why I hate rats. They constantly try to bite me. And I'm the one who's basically feeding them all the time. It's absolutely inexcusable. Well, I have everything. Well, and loads of clown bodies. Seriously? You did not notice me? Well, this is kind of amusing so I'm going to leave you voice to it. Jesus. This is horrible. Run away. Oh, I've met you. Hello. An apple. An apple away keeps the morgue away. Hey, I do believe it's time to go find my boatman. The wrong way. Blink. Blink is most useful. I also have to find a few more runes, I believe. This will all... Wrong option, of course. Because why would anyone pay attention? At least of all me. Okay, so one bone... bone charm, pardon. It's fairly near to... Bloody hell. No! Don't do anything about the alarm. You really did not... So, I do believe we've got a bone charm there. Really, the bone charms are all I care about. So, let's just do this sneakily. Easily. Workshop key needed. Oh my lord, I'm going to have to go on a killing spree, aren't I? You have no key, do you? And here I am. I'm meant to remove Dark Vision. Hello. Excellent. I truly am powerful. Devouring swarm. This is fun, I won't lie. And possession is pretty damn good as well. Well, Dark Vision level 2. I don't think I need this. Shadow kill. I should take Shadow kill. Yeah, I'm taking Shadow kill. Each time I kill an unaware enemy, the body turns to ash. And how much do I have? Four rooms. I need four bloody rooms. Let's play this. Whoa, this is horrible. Obviously I'm hungry. I'm well-agent music so you might familiarise yourself with the principles I'm employing in this latest variation of Holger's device or the music box as the man called it. As you should know it probably uses her more harmonies that render heretical energies or magic inert to counter-balancing mathematical principles. Read the book and then make yourself useful by finding out some subjects to test it on. This city is choked with corruption and superstition, so I trust you won't have to look far. Must I explain to High Artificer Bartolomu what the difference between real magic, i.e. what I can do, and corruption and superstition is? Really. The Metaphysical Mysterium It is said that we should not slay our hands when combating the forces of the Void. My studies have been deemed heretical by my brothers, but the rewards have been invaluable. I have harnessed the same energies employed by the outsider and his accursed followers while avoiding their corruption. I'll prescribe a twofold method in this text. Indirection as the unwholesome power of the outsider uses living pleasures of conduit. We can avoid being tainted by using the flesh of others instead. Huh, that is very smart. Intainment by using channels and barriers, we can focus these Void energies in a real state, shooting them from the perverse perspectives of the outsider. Well, and they tell me I am a creepy psychotic killer, but I do love how many things they are. Gamble. We initially thought it was a great find when we came across some of the crossbows that the Assassins had been using to carry out patrols. The models we found, however, have proven lacking. Dwarves' men have greater accuracy in range, and I swear there's reload faster. I'm recommending that we stick with pistols and sabers and candies as a lesson in where our strengths lie. Okay, let's all learn from this important lesson. So many beautiful things in here. Sink. Sure, let's drink from the sink. Because I know that's hygienic. Oh, do I put this here? Guess not. Where do you go, little lever? Again, the workshop replacement valve. Would you see that this valve gets installed in that little supply depot by the doting docks? Huh. All right, I would love to see for it that this happens. Hopefully, I'm not going to be unable to find it now. Ah, there it is. Oh, see, this is very useful. Ah, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta. Bloody hell. Healthy bloody demons. I mean, dogs, I'm the demon. Pardon. How did you? More? Bloody hell. Dog lovers, this is not for you. Oh, God. A grenade? See, this is how you do it. This is how you avoid detection. Let's grab this while we are at it, shall we? Oh, sleep darts. Well, I don't use sleep darts, so I don't actually need them. Please tell me that I don't have to- A lot of rats. They're getting more and more in number. Perfect, so I don't suppose I can find a way around this. But surely I must. Let's look above. Okay, there is a valve. So I must be able to sneak through the valve and get it inside. Surely. Or not. I guess not. This is unpleasant, certainly. Oh, see, I think I got to it. Was it worth it? Tough skin. Yay. Oh, my bad. Okay, the 15 month of timber. I managed to steal away one of the charms they were smashing in warehouse A. Smashing them? Such beautiful and powerful things, and my brothers have no idea. They'll never find it back here, too. Nobody ever comes back here. I can break up the door and they'll never find me. It's all mine. You have problems, right? You need some fresh air. And maybe some water. Maybe that was a bit- A bit much. The outsider. Now, that's interesting. Excerpts from the diary of a non-heretic seized before his execution. For most, the outsider is nothing but a child, stale, meant to instill fear that beyond the family, the community. When I was young, my mother and I were on the run, moving from one village or a sea town to the next, camping in the woods for weeks, always with the cursed overseers at our backs. At night, she told me of her dreams of the empty place where the outsider whispered to her, with each visit her craft grew, and if she could see through the eyes of moths in a locked door or window large from outside the house, I will find this empty place, somehow the key to open the void will fall into my hands. In time, I will learn the secret, and he will call to me as he called to her. Call me a heretic for my studies, drag me to your cold stone cell, whip my flesh and put me on trial as an apostate, burn my body to ash, but I will continue to seek the realm of which my mother spoke in his my life's meaning. Well, I'm sorry to say, mate, that you did not manage to do that. Let's see. All right. So nothing too interesting. Oh, a bunch. Good. Thank you. I knew there was another way in. There's always another way in. That's a whole bloody idea of the game. Now to go finish the job. All the little people. Where shall I find to stab them all? I want to kill. Those filthy people. I want to make them all my own. And when I say my own, I mean just I want to kill them. That's all. Okay. So the bone charm is 52 meters away. So it's there, right? Sleep. Why do you not sleep yet? Why did I put the dog's sleep instead of just killing it? I don't know. Maybe some last attempted kindness from a dead, cold heart. Oh, that's just great. Even more rats. So many bloody rats. So I'm going to have to use a spring razor to take the rats out, I think. Come on. Bloody hell. I'm like some kind of moron. Trying the same thing without any luck. Any luck whatsoever. It's annoying. Finally, I managed to do something. What the hell happened? Right, so I think a spring razor is going to do a splendid job. Seriously, it's not going to activate? Finally. Thank you. I don't think you're of any threat to me anymore. At long last we've got the bloody thing. Was it worth it? A nerving target. No, not really, no. The bone charm situation by high overseer Girard. I was asked, should we not tolerate the possession of simple bone charms among the populace? Surely this is trivial matter, merely a cultural practice seen across the isles. Not as terrible as the creation coveting of more complex occult ruins. Such an insidious question. This foolish distinction weakens our mission while the stench of the outside aggrows thicker end as perhaps as some claim our ancestors tolerated these cursed practices during the times before our modern empire arose to ease the lies of the lowly surfaces they paved the roads to civilization. But there is no excuse for witchery in this brighter industrial age having agitated the trials of many heretics myself. I swear that their eyes as the clarity of pain took their lies were grateful to be liberated. I'm honestly disappointed that I did not unlock any kind of achievement for bloody unlocking every bloody thing or rather finding every bloody item upgrade and so on and so forth. This game I no longer care if you notice me or not. Goodbye. Whoops. Yes, of course it's me. What do you think? Fine, fine, fine. Hello. Yes, I can see that for God's sake. Campbell lived. Maybe it's not my place to say. But men of the faith... No, no, speak your mind. Everyone dies in this game but me. Yes, I'm ready. Take me from this place. Hostiles killed, civilians killed. I almost did kill three of them. Oh, look. I got the circle of painting, the outside shrine, the bone charms, the runes. Everything but the money. That was such a nice... I did. I did so much. I'm so happy with myself. So, so happy. Aren't you happy? Let's get back. Because they will. I killed basically the entirety of the overseers in the whole bloody city. Why are people shooting with guns around? Of course he is. No problem, lean ahead, eh? For the right reasons. But I want you to take this as a reward. It's an old heirloom one of my aunts gave me. Your aunt gave you... Oh, she gave you a hundred coins. I thought she gave you a power. Anyway, thank you guys for watching. This was a lot of fun. And I will see you next time. Bye!