Fu worked his way to the edge of the roof and watched as the fight unfold. The poor donkey took the worst of it, arrow wounds, and injuries. He had hoped to use the Sheriff and his men as a distraction to sneak about the ship. Now, it seemed that this cast of misfits needed a distraction so they could make it to the ship without being killed. Such an event would be inconvenient and costly. 
Wim dropped his hand into a pouch on his belt and pulled out a single glass ball and held it in his right fingers. With his left hand, he moved in front of it making the single ball become two. Then with his other hand, he did a flourish like he was in front of a crowd now holding four. With a snap of his arm, while holding it up. Three of the balls disappeared into his sleeve and he was holding one. With a snap of his arm, the three glass balls in his sleave were projected out into the crowd of the Sheriff's men. He held up the one again making it disappear. 

What ensued after was a bit of Chaos as the glass balls hit and the chemical reactions took place. Fu had planned to use smoke and the first one was. Thick black smoke erupted and started to billow in the street. Balls two and three were a glorious mistake. When the second ball hit, a concussive sound erupted with a bit of a shock wave from point of impact. Less than a second later the third ball hit with the same effect. One would have expected that shards of glass would have filled the air, but the rate of reaction and the thin glass made the glass into a fine powdery mist that would hard on the eyes, nose, and skin. The blasts would have done more damage with the shock wave on the ears. 

When he saw the effect he did not take his bow, he started running again heading for the ship. It would not take long for someone to point out who had thrown those little bombs. He was the only one on the roof of the building running. He leaped across an alleyway landing on a rail of a porch falling through the window of a sailor's brothel and bouncing off of an occupied bed and onto the floor.  He went grabbed the woman's dress and hat and pounded out the door as she screamed and the sailor was trying to recover enough to come beat him up. 

In the Stairwell, he slid the dress over his head and placed the hat on his head. Then he let his long hair go loose. He worked his way down the stairs. On the landing, he grabbed two pieces of fruit and stuffed them into the top of the dress giving it some shape where it was needed. It was grapefruit and orange.     

As men were running up the stairs, he moved out of the way and using a false voice and covering his face, he pointed upwards and said, "He's hiding up there." He went quicker down the stairs through the kitchen and out into a court yard that exited out onto the street. 

Moving out he headed for the ship to figure out how he would sneak aboard. 

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