"Well," you say, "I suppose step one would be gettin' as many civilians as possible out o' the firin' line before things get hairy. Or they do. It's been a crapshoot so far, but I assume there are places we haven't looked yet?"
"There are some homes not far from the Grand Cathedral that might be worth checking," Eileen replies. "The only issue is that the only convenient access point is through the Cathedral's plaza, which is likely crawling with giants at this point."
"Think we could take 'em?" you ask.
"Oh, certainly. Taking them out without causing a scene, that's another issue entirely."
"Has the layout changed recently?" Djura asks her.
"Not since you left, no."
The old man nods and furrows his brows in concentration.
"Ye said that's the only 'convenient' route. Is there another one?"
"There might be a back way, but it's well-hidden and time-consuming. Plus, if we wind up having to fight near the homes, we'll draw attention no matter what we do."
"Misdirection, then?" Steffon offers. "See if we can't draw the beasts into the plaza and get the civilians out while the giants are occupied?" He realizes what he just said and looks towards Djura with fear in his eyes.
"Can't say I approve of using the beasts as pawns, but we need them out of the way to help the innocents," he says. Steffon sags with relief. "I'm not sure they're enough, though, especially if the Church has any Hunters in reserve. Eileen, any idea what their numbers are like?"
"They've been dropping; people have been less and less inclined to join as the Hunts have gotten worse. Unless they've completely abandoned everything outside of Cathedral Ward, they shouldn't have enough to handle a large number of beasts."
"That's assuming we have a large number," says Steffon.
"We don't need that many," you say. "One of us is worth any number o' Church gobshites."
"Hm. One person in the fray, one person ferrying the civilians out, and one forcing their way into the Cathedral could work," says Eileen. "I'd recommend some reconnaissance first, though."
"We're running out of daylight," Djura objects.
"Moonlight should be sufficient."
He frowns, but offers no further complaint.
"Before we talk any further, what are your capabilities, Father Anderson?" Eileen asks. "I've seen the bayonets and the wards, but is there anything else?"
"Aye. I can teleport if need be, so long as I know the location or at least how far away I am from it."
"So you'd be able to return to the Chapel during the fighting in an emergency?"
"Certainly."
"We could have all four of us out, then," says Steffon. "We could give the doctor a signal to use if the Chapel was attacked and Father Anderson could recall. It wouldn't take me long to teach her how to man the gun.
"Not just that," he continues, "if all we need to do is determine the distance and direction to any point, whoever's doing recon could signal to Father Anderson once in position and he could join them without drawing attention."
"That's assumin' I could measure the distance by sight," you say.
"I could," says Djura.
"I'm just offering suggestions," the younger man says. You can tell he's enjoying having to rack his brain after so many years of "grow potato, eat potato, shoot dumbass."
"Wait," you say. "We'd be goin' all-out on Grand Cathedral. Are there any other points o' interest?"
"Not on a night of the Hunt," Eileen replies. "There are a few Church-run clinics nearby, but I believe the leadership congregates in the Cathedral. They probably don't feel comfortable without a few giants between them and the beasts."
"What about that 'Upper Cathedral Ward' Agatha mentioned?"
You can tell from the Powder Kegs' puzzled looks that this is the first they'd heard of it.
"I'm not sure," she admits. "I know nothing of the place."
"Could be worth scoutin', then."
"Time is an issue," Djura reminds you. "I assume you made a ruckus when you slew that monster down there. We don't want to give them any more time to prepare."
"Moving without complete information is a mistake," says Eileen. You and Djura, both men accustomed to shooting first and asking questions never, share a look.
There's a lot to consider; you catch yourself preparing to call Maxwell and make him deal with the planning before remembering that zombies ate his face. You're pretty sure they ate your phone, too.
[] Attempt to breach Upper Cathedral Ward before the attack
-[] Plan?
[] Hit Grand Cathedral
-[] Propose new plan/go with misdirection
-[] Who rescues, who attacks, who moves civilians, who (if anyone) stays back?
-[] Further details?
[] Continue discussion before committing
-[] Questions?
[] Write in...