All the prisoners are shouting "NA!" and showing the middle finger. Only the blond, super-viking Kosopest doesn't participate in this act of disrespect – he breaks the window bars and runs out. Everyone runs after him.
Archibald: "What a fool, why didn't he just break the bars right away?"
Kosopest, fluffing his blond hair: "It's not in the script! Plan PM is starting! Let's run to some unknown city, to the Gnome tavern, where the drinks are 40 degrees!"
Wu-Jin: "The stuff was excellent, the Vikings haven't arrived yet..."
Everyone runs.
So... I'm in the "Gnome"... Askh Velikaya, what a name... Oops... That guy in the corner... *I look closely, and I see through the illusion that he has the mark of the brotherhood.*
— P-pardon me! M-may I speak with you! *quietly, in his ear* Let's go, I have a package...
Slowly, the catapults roll up... they stop... they are loaded with stones and... "FIRE!!!" A volley of stones flies towards the Fortress... but there is no response... only silence... this surprised me a little... "FIRE!!!" again, another volley of stones flies towards the Fortress... We gather the troops and go on the attack... the wall cracks at its base... another volley... everything on the wall collapses... "Into battle!" - I shout, and the troops move forward...
