 Well, hello there once again. I am back with more dishonourd. Gee, I think... Well, of course he is. Although... Why are you surprised? And with Martin back, we'll have the finest strategist alive. Ah, Martin. He must be shitting himself in Dunwall Tower. Yes, and Campbell's journal... I'll tell you he's shitting himself. Is that in these encoded pages, the location and condition of Emily Caldwell can be discovered. Our entire movement will mean nothing if we can't place the rightful air on the throne. Impressive. We must act fast. Good job. Lord Regent is holding Emily somewhere. Waiting to reveal her. Step out as the hero and further cement his regency. If he doesn't bring the young lady forth soon, there will be infighting among the nobles as to who should succeed the empress. Yes, time is against us. That's a really nice effect. We will decipher the contents of the High Overseer's journal and share them with later. Sleep sounds good. I could use the rest. Not just yet. There are things I like to do first. Admiral? All right. Do you have anything for me? We'll have to find Emily soon. With Campbell out of play, they're likely to move her. Don't suppose I can stab you. Oh, I can! But I suppose I shouldn't. Lord Pendleton is the son of nobility. Oh, that does not sound good. It sounds like he's a bad man. Am I not surprised? What are you doing here, by the way? Looking for something to drink? Well, that was helpful. Thank you. Thank you very much. Yeah, I can kind of see that, actually. I'm not sure what I'm doing here. I'm not sure what I'm doing here. I'm not sure what I'm doing here. I'm not sure what I'm doing here. Oh, is he in the slave trade as well? Oh, well, I've heard this much, at least. Look at the coins! Sittin' my coins and tell me that you love me! Oh, hello, Lydia! Ooh, woman. Gee, you think? That's six for her father, I suppose. Oh, no! Poor girl. No, she doesn't! Shut up! Sorry, that was kind of... I just checked the bottle at the dude. I don't think I will, but thanks for giving us this sunny piece of advice. Would you like to say anything else, dear? Amazing. Amazing skill. All right, this has been utterly... useless. I should probably get to... Pirello. That name. Italian, no? I believe so. Again, Lydia. Hello. Thank you. Anything you have to say? Anything? Aww. I suspect that the old songs have something to do with the continent, which has something to do with the outsider, which means she's one of us, part of the ship, part of the crew, and so on. Of course you can. You can help me make some upgrades to my gear. All right, new upgrade available. The blueprint I've brought to Pirello unlocks this upgrade. Excellent. I love upgrades. I love upgrades as you have plainly seen. Honestly, I have plenty of all of these. I don't think I'm going to buy any. I seem to be quite capable of finding all of them on my own. Let's see, mask optics. Oh, cool. Maybe I shall take it, but first I think we're going to take Carvo's Pistol upgrade. Yes. Pistol accuracy. Oh, sure, why not? Pistol magazine. Add one bullet to the magazine. Oh, that's cool. Yeah, we're going to do that. I'm going to go heavy with the pistol upgrades, I think. Where the second? Bullet capacity. This could be useful, especially if I'm going as heavy on the whole bullet and pistol thing as I seem to be. Cool, cool, cool. We're going to shoot people very, very soon. Ah. Oh, absolutely. They absolutely did. Thank you very much. Why did I just do that? Well, I like feeling... Well, apparently no one needs this right now. Nothing new about that. All right. A little teleportation every day keeps the fiends away. Oh, a book. Let's review the White Cliff. Let's read it. Excerpt from a series of Overseer invocations by High Overseer Abram Templeton. I wonder if he too ended with the traitor's mark on his face. 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 rot to those who would stray from the hearth for the folly grey waste of the outsider. We will burn a bright fire with our virtuous actions so that others will not lose their way. And to those who choose to wander beyond the walls of our homes in far places, we will strike at them swiftly before they whisper to their neighbors, filling their hearts with strangeness and doubt. All right, this was a thrilling read, I will admit. I wonder if this... What is the name of this piece? No such detail. That's a pity. I wonder if this is the outsider. Could be, could be. But then again, I'm looking at things and seeing the outsider every bloody wear. Anything on this bed? No? Fine, fine. I'm going, I'm going. Anything here? Oh, a tail. Anything about... No. I'm looking for... Oh, I guess I'm not supposed to be here. I wonder if this is the other... The outsider's summer palace? Summer tower, more like. Kind of not looking very good, but then again, neither is he, right? Let's see. Havelog log entry two. Well, it seems that we have invested in the right man with Carvo. Not only did he free Martin from the office of the high overseer, but he went into that viper's nest and sorted out Campbell personally. With Carvo in our company, I suspect there is no one in the world we cannot touch. We're now committed to this path. There is no turning back. Havelog log entry one. It has been days since our men were dispatched to stash weapons for Carvo in the old sewer. They have not returned, so I can only hope that they succeeded in getting the packages delivered. Pierrot spent considerable time in recess is making those things. If I could find a way to mass produce them, the Dunmore Navy would secure its place as the dominant force on the globe. But back to Carvo. Can he actually break out of cold region? If so, will he make his way here? I personally give him odds of one in five. Geez, thanks. It's good to know that you are appreciated and people believe in you. Okay, we are not reading this, as I said already. Let's move on quickly. Room to room. Yes, this episode is not going to be... Oh! My father served in the field under General Alpha Pendleton, where he took the womb and crippled him. I wonder if my father... I wonder if... Jesus, stop talking. I wonder if my father drew a bottle at your father. Anyway, that was a joke which was ruined. Pendleton's family crisis. Casinada. Morgan and Cassis. Castis. Castis, what a name. Continue to resist my efforts and there are no longer responding to my letters. The servants tell me they have been absent from the manor for some weeks. My brothers have always been arrogant, utterly convinced of their own certainty, and they don't really give too fix for anyone else in the world, unless they want something and can't take it outright. But this disagreement over the upcoming parliamentary vote has reached a crisis point. Up till now, the Lord's region has been somewhat restrained in his authority, at least, where the holdings of the Gentry have been concerned. If Morgan and Cassis vote in his favour, the law will be changed and we will be at risk. Aristocracy or not, I implore you, if you know where they are, to speak with them. Interesting. Oh, I remember. I'm going to have to dispose of his brothers in one way or another. Pretty, pretty... Good to know. Anything you have for me? Fifty coins. I will take them. I will take your money, of course I will. I have never let the fact that someone other than myself owes money to stop me from taking them. Oh, look. I have no job there as of yet. Oh, a coin of ten. Thank you. Any prizes? Oh, that's cool. Mystical rat artifact. Oh my. What the... Can I do a thing with this mystical rat artifact? I'm confused. I'm very confused. Oh, did that give me an ability to have another active bone chair? I think it did. Huh, cool. Anyway, let's find... Yeah, let's go Nerving Target. Time to sleep. That's how you sleep. You just decide I'll go to sleep now and, well, it happens immediately. Shall we have another meeting with the outsider now? I honestly don't remember. I hope so. Oh, well, I suppose not. Can I drink a bottle of someone again? I feel like every opportunity where you don't trigger a bottle of the person is a wasted opportunity in your lifetime, at the very least. Come now. What is this pesky little admiral outside? Oh, oh wait. This way? Yep, yep. I'm on the right way now. Or not. Ah, you know. Hello. Hello, Corbel. I expect Martin will be joining us shortly. Excellent. I hate to start your day with such a strange matter, but the servants heard something last night. Moving through the storm drains beneath the building, most likely a weeper. There's no hope for them once the plague gets that far along. Nothing more than a shuffling corpse full of sickness and insects, if you're asking me. I'd appreciate you investigating, just to be sure it's not a nosy guardsman that's getting too close. Either way, kill him. I tend to servant down there, but they die of fear on the spot, I'm afraid. Maybe Piero can concoct some sort of sleep poison for your crossbow if you want to go that route. Not really. I have absolutely no problems killing people. Runes. I've held disturbance in the rune force, I guess. How shall we do this? Oh, I know. Oh, I hear coughing. Those I know. This is not a weeper. What? What the what? That's the outsider. No, no way. Why would the outsider be there? Hello. Oh, whoops. I, all I wanted was to stop this thing from happening. Ah, there it is, a rune. A pretty little rune, just like the ones granny lags used to give me. Oh, there are in fact two of them. Huh. What a nice little surprise. An ancient note. I'm sorry, but I won't be here for the next meeting. Or ever again, for that matter. What happened here was unnatural. It makes me sick to recall. I left the result of our labours here for you to keep. But I expect that the rats will consume it before you return. Goodbye. Well, I guess he never returned. But you know what? His loss is, frankly, my gain. Any secrets? Are there secrets? Anything at all? No? Oh well. I'm curious to see who exactly the dude who looks like the outsider from his figure, purely from his figure is. In fact, let's find a way upstairs. How do we do that though? Is there like anything here at all? Because if not, that's kind of a weird room. Ah, that's the way. You went down there in the sewers? Of course I did. I thought I heard a weeper in there earlier. Probably the bravest man I've ever met. Overseer Martin has a problem. He's with Admiral Havlock now. They won't talk to me. Of course they do. Yeah, of course it's not the outsider. But who is it though? Who are you? And why do your eyes shine? Was. Of course. Why do I think of the outsider all the time? Maybe I have a crush. I hope. Better than to crush. This joke is going to go nowhere. I trust you remember Martin. Of course I did. The guy in chains. I stopped the Overseer who was mocking him. Of course you do. You've given us a glimmer of hope. Because we've gotten what we've wanted from Campbell's journey. You've done it. We know where Emily Caldwin is being held. Excellent. The golden cat of all places. Ew. A bath house. I knew that. Little better than a cursed brothel. But there's an unfortunate twist. It appears that Pendleton's own kinsmen stand in our way. The twins Morgan and Custis. I told you. Not only are they controlling Emily. But they have the controlling parliamentary votes we so desperately need. So we need to remove them, eh? But most importantly Emily must be brought here safely. So we can protect her until the Lord Regent and his entourage have been dealt with. What a charming thought. He's asked to brief you personally. I think it's best. Well, if I gotta go, I gotta go. I haven't missed... Oh. Anything else that the cart wants to tell me about Martin? Martin. Not in general. Oh. You did? Could you share? Are they like sex toys? No. You poor, socially anxious person. Bye, linear headache. I always need a munition or weaponry. Sad I don't think I have the money to pay for any of it. But I shall check nonetheless. Oh, I have 500 coins. Spring raise a capacity. Now that could be useful. But you know what could be more useful? Pistol reload. Yes. If I will be going on an adventure filled with gunpowder and death, thanks to my pistol, I should be prepared for it. More like the non-royal assassin at this point. Not more cruel than you are. Not more cruel than you are. What does that not surprise me? Oh, interesting. But I suppose they do eventually. You missing out, boy? Of course they will. Something tells me that you're not the guy who will change his mind, especially when it comes to killing the two brothers who I suspect inherit vast amounts of money. Oh, interesting. Interesting. Please don't tell me, Admiral. Sorry, Samuel sleeps here. We read this book, right? Oh, no, I don't think we have. Actually, yeah, we we have a few episodes ago. Let's not do it again. All right. I think this is where we will stop. Thank you for watching. I had a lot of fun commenting on Carver's latest shenanigans. And I hope to see you next time. Yes, of course it is, Samuel. But now I must say goodbye.