"I'm gonna go help Steffon get all his toys ready. Would ye mind askin' Eileen and Djura ta join us upstairs when they're done? I'm thinkin' it's time for a proper war council."
Iosefka nods. "I think I'll join the girls for a snack. Did they really manage to grow all of that in Old Yharnam?"
"I'm as surprised as you are. They're really not the sort ye'd peg ta have green thumbs."
The doctor walks over towards the girls while you make your way towards Agatha, who points you towards a hidden door along the near wall.
"The Church used this chapel while the Grand Cathedral was under construction. They didn't want anyone accidentally wandering into the upper levels during service," he explains.
"What, were there secret dealin's they wanted ta hide from the masses?"
"I suppose, but mostly it was because the builders didn't do a great job on the upper floors and a Vicar turned his ankle when some of the bricks fell out."
"Lowest bidder?"
"Lowest bidder."
You make your way up the disguised steps with newfound caution, eventually emerging into the windy twilight via trap door. Steffon is still unpacking the ludicrous amount of munitions he and Djura crammed into their luggage and waves at you from the Cathedral-ward edge of the roof. You head over to him, avoiding the gouges where the Mediocre One had anchored itself during your clash. Once there, he points out the Grand Cathedral massive and imperious in the near distance.
"Think we could bombard 'em from here?" you ask as you sit beside him.
Steffon breathes in and blows it out slowly, scrutinizing the great structure.
"Maybe?" he offers. "We've got a mortar we were working on but I'm not sure how consistent it is. Plus, our line of sight isn't perfect, so it would be hard to adjust between shots, not to mention the wind. Not worth the hassle in my opinion."
"Fair enough."
The two of you manage to get the minigun up and working in a surprisingly short amount of time. You set it up to cover the visible paths from here to the Cathedral, then arrange rifles and ammo at strategic locations around the roof. The big cannon is kept loaded, but with its tripod stand folded for ease of repositioning.
"We haven't got many shots and this thing's easier to set up than take down," Steffon explains.
Eileen and Djura arrive while you're filling the thing with powder and arranging the remaining cannonballs. The elder Powder Keg scrutinizes your arrangement and you cringe in preparation for a nightmare of "a little to the left; no, my left."
Thankfully, Djura is either satisfied with your work or too worn out from opening his heart instead of somebody else's and simply gives you a curt nod.
"So, are we having this 'war council' up here, then?" Eileen asks.
"Figured, y'know, why not? We've got a good view o' the surroundin's and the breeze is nice," you reply. "Plus, I don't trust subcontracted labor and I think some o' the lower floors kinda exploded when I fought that big bastard."
"Good enough reasons as any. I brought some water," she says. You each take a tin gratefully and take a seat near the minigun. Djura takes a long drink.
"So, Father Anderson, " he asks, wiping his mouth, "how do you wish to proceed?"
[] Assault Grand Cathedral
[] Look for more civilians before attacking
[] Try to get to Upper Cathedral Ward
[] Write in...
Note: this is not binding. It's merely Anderson's first suggestion to the council.
