[b][h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color] Pier
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	Arthur watched their environment closely, and held his breath at the smell. This was [i]not[/i] the fun part of adventuring, it seemed, given the fact that it was everything he had to not throw up in his mouth. He was scared to move, but given the plan, he nodded and said ,"[color=4286f4]Yeah, I think I can manage that, better than trying to stab these things myself.[/color]" Plus, his powers were probably ideal for getting those people free, if only because he should be able to just move the chains seamlessly.

	Arthur was poised to get out of the cab, but didn't wanna move without the direct go-ahead. "[color=4286f4] I can go whenever we're all ready, just give me the signal and I'll move.[/color]" He didn't wanna act on his own, on the off chance that he made a mistake, and the other two ended up being eaten. Getting out of the cab would for sure be the point that they were most likely to be seen at, and he didn't wanna be in charge of determining when it was or wasn't safe to get that in motion.