Chapter 2, Page 2: Another Workday
A knucker is like a water dragon. They’re a considerable danger in the city of Far Water.
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↓ Transcript
Gates, who's pulling up his hood, and Devere, who's starting to put on his gloves, walk into an embalming area within the mortuary. Within is stone slabs for bodies, shelves stocked with various embalming and cleaning items, boxes no doubt filled with similar items, and a few guide books on the task. There are also buckets, barrels, and a large pan of water nearby. On one of the slabs is a body covered in a white, stained sheet. A bare leg, that has deep cuts, is sticking out, and it appears that's the only leg it has. The other one appears to be missing entirely. There are flies buzzing all around the body.
Devere and Gates stand over the man's body, looking at it. While mostly covered by the sheet, we see it's bare upper half that has big, gaping wounds full of maggots, and of course the buzzing flies around it. The way the cloth lays over it suggests that it's missing half of an arm as well as the leg. The knucker absolutely tore this man asunder, and it's clear the body's been decomposing for a day or two at the very least. Near the slab is a portable table with various tools of embalming on it.
Devere: What a mess.
Devere looks a bit angry looking at the body as he tugs on his other glove.
Devere: This is the third death in four months. The knucker hunters need to get on this already.
Gates eyes Devere with a knowing look.
Gates: This IS a knucker hunter.
Devere turns his head to look at Gates. Though his mouth is covered with the mask, his wide eyes spell out his shock.
Gates: Heh, guess you didn't notice his gear sittin' in there. He was new to the job and... obviously wasn't ready.
Devere and Gates stand over the man's body, looking at it. While mostly covered by the sheet, we see it's bare upper half that has big, gaping wounds full of maggots, and of course the buzzing flies around it. The way the cloth lays over it suggests that it's missing half of an arm as well as the leg. The knucker absolutely tore this man asunder, and it's clear the body's been decomposing for a day or two at the very least. Near the slab is a portable table with various tools of embalming on it.
Devere: What a mess.
Devere looks a bit angry looking at the body as he tugs on his other glove.
Devere: This is the third death in four months. The knucker hunters need to get on this already.
Gates eyes Devere with a knowing look.
Gates: This IS a knucker hunter.
Devere turns his head to look at Gates. Though his mouth is covered with the mask, his wide eyes spell out his shock.
Gates: Heh, guess you didn't notice his gear sittin' in there. He was new to the job and... obviously wasn't ready.