"Saints alive!" O'Malley exclaimed when the third human to have joined the expedition buried his axe into the TV screen, the animatronic's programming compelling him to step between the aggressive axe man and the other humans present. As he listened to the guy speak, a combination of facial features and vocal patterns pinged an old match from the animatronic's approved maintenance worker database. This was William Aubergine. O'Malley had met him during the big crossover event between Wilderness Wonderland and the bowling alley back in 2012. The two of them adventured together through the backrooms of the Park at one point, which culminated in O'Malley saving William's life from what was going to be a horrendously tragic accident.
Of all the humans O'Malley had met thus far, William was the one who had changed the most. That wasn't surprising though. The last he had seen of Joseph, Zachary, Loch, and Cassidy; it had been in early 2020 during the last few months before the bowling alley had closed during the Covid lock downs. William though? O'Malley hadn't seen him since the final day of the big crossover event. So needless to say, the animatronic had a much older point of reference for William than for anyone else he had seen since being brought back online after all these years. What was surprising was how much anger William had seemed to have picked up since then. O'Malley had detected nowhere near the levels of rage he was reading off of William now. Just what had happened since they had last met to make the guy so passively furious.
"I mean, he's not the one waving an axe around and threatening arson," Loch answered William's question about why they were being so friendly with the animatronic.
"Ok everyone, let's take a breath now and calm down before things escalate any further." O'Malley said to everyone, before addressing just William. "I'd rather you hold off on burnin' this place down for the time bein'. There is at least one innocent person somewhere within these walls, and it would make a cute little nine year old and his father very happy if I got her back to them safe and sound. As for matters of information, there's going to be plenty more of that to discover in the gift shop. And once I can find another TV screen that isn't damaged, I can play the camera footage I've dug up so that you can all see what I have seen."
Duck-Billed O'Malley rolls a 12 to try and convince William to calm down and proceed to the gift shop. If he complies with this request, William may mark experience and get +1 forward.
"This wasn't us." Skobeloff said. "Garrock and Fellwing got here before us, so it was probably one of them... Speaking of getting here first, how'd we get here before you? You left first, and we didn't even come after you right away."
"Think hard on what brings you to Drakkenheim, friend and consider... is it worth possibly meeting a similar fate?"
At these words, Maxwell reached into his backpack, pulled out his mask, and began to stare at it with a look of hard thinking and consideration. A look that was completely feigned in reality. A ruse to help better sell the cover story of his Joseph Mouzone persona. Maxwell had come to Drakkenheim with the intent to kill five of the most powerful people there. People who commanded not just considerable influence, but were each also living legends in their own right. That had not been enough to make him hesitate. The fact that he would have to risk being twisted into a tentacled monstrosity did nothing to dissuade him either. Maxwell had picked his goal, and he would see it done even to the detriment of everything else in his life.
Come whatever may, he'd be the death of his targets.
"Time ran out for Rickard." Maxwell explained to Eren and Ludwig. "He succumbed fully to the contamination and attempted to attack Endra. She and I were able to see to the situation before it could get any further out of hand though." Maxwell then spoke to Ludwig and Endra. "You have my condolences. I didn't know him long, but he seemed pleasant enough. I shall think of him when next I pray."
"ALARM! ALARM! AWAKE AND TO ARMS! BATTLE IS AT HAND!" Maxwell yelled as he sprang from his bedroll and reached for his bow. The half-elf felt a wave of shock and disorientation come through his telepathic link to Many Colors and knew straight away that it would take the psybird a little longer to lock in than Maxwell had. Fortunately, Maxwell was quick enough to get a shot off before whatever Rickard had turned into was able to reach Endra, dealing some admirable damage and sending the thing that was once a man reeling back long enough for two others to take action.
"Now wait a bloody minute!" Cassidy growled as she caught up to Loch and O'Malley. "D'ya mean ta tell me ye've been gettin' all dis information from somewhere an'ave been just keepin' it t'yerself!"
"Perish the thought, Cass m'lass." O'Malley replied before Cassidy could continue any further, raising his hands placatingly when the woman began holding him at crowbar point. "I weren't keepin' nothin' to meself. It's just that the process of gathering information takes time, is all. And we haven't been here all that long. I'd only just finished compiling my first round of findings when Loch asked her question."
"Right..." Cassidy stepped back from O'Malley and sighed tiredly. O'Malley watched then as Cassidy's gaze drifted to Loch with concern. The animatronic's sensors indicated that Cassidy's concern stemmed from her deeming Loch to be the most vulnerable where their little group was concerned. "Here!" O'Malley watched as Cassidy handed Loch the crowbar with a tiny grunt and received an awkward thanks from Loch. "Ye best keep this now that we've confirmation of cold iron fearing creatures, aye!"
"Aye." O'Malley agreed with the assessment.
"An' just t'be on da safe side, why don' ya let me lead." Cassidy nodded at the gun and extended it in a ready stance, close to her chest, but aimed steadily ahead as she proceeded with caution toward the Gift Shop.
Once she had turned her back on the two of them, O'Malley noticed Loch glance at him as if to say 'What's up with her?'
"Oh that's just Cass bein' Cass." O'Malley said reassuringly. "She's always cross with the folks she cares about. I know not to take it personally." With that said, O'Malley went after Cassidy.
"Maybe I should take point." O'Malley suggested as he moved to walk beside the armed woman. "While my durability enhancement and self-repair systems have yet to fully reactivate, I do still make for some good cover. Plus, as a machine, I can be rebuilt if I get taken apart, makin' me the most expendable of our number. And what's more, if we run into someone or something that can be reasoned with, the chances of a peaceful resolution go up if the first face they see is friendly and seems to be unarmed."
Duck-Billed O'Malley rolls a 7 to try and convince Cassidy to let him take point. Cassidy can mark experience if she allows him to go first.