[If Maria chooses to Scan as well, they'll turn up both of the following:
Scan data: Rat Soldier: A skittish monster that favours group tactics. Intelligent enough to use simple tools. Weak against fire. Resists water. Rat: The Rat Soldiers' uncreatively named subordinate. Mutated by exposure to a certain crystal. Small, but tenacious. Weak against fire. Resists wind. Draw list:Rat Soldier: Fire, Water, Confuse; Rat: Cure, Protect, Shell.
Skittish, at least, is right. No sooner does it spot Namur doing something it isn't sure how to respond to than one of the Rat Soldiers squeaks even louder than it did on spotting the intruders, signalling its upright comrade. The two of them promptly turn tail and flee, tiny footfalls pattering impressively fast down the weathered remains of pavement that stretch out ahead. (Actually, did one footstep just splash for a second, out of sight?)
Following them before they escape under cover of the dank air and enshrouding darkness might not be a trivial matter. These Rats aren't much to look at, but they are a lot larger than most run-of-the-mill, uncapitalised rats - each around the size of a cat - and now they seem to be bunching up to block the path toward the larger structure, chittering as if to taunt Namur and Maria into making the first move.]
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Scan data:
Rat Soldier: A skittish monster that favours group tactics. Intelligent enough to use simple tools. Weak against fire. Resists water.
Rat: The Rat Soldiers' uncreatively named subordinate. Mutated by exposure to a certain crystal. Small, but tenacious. Weak against fire. Resists wind.
Draw list: Rat Soldier: Fire, Water, Confuse; Rat: Cure, Protect, Shell.
Skittish, at least, is right. No sooner does it spot Namur doing something it isn't sure how to respond to than one of the Rat Soldiers squeaks even louder than it did on spotting the intruders, signalling its upright comrade. The two of them promptly turn tail and flee, tiny footfalls pattering impressively fast down the weathered remains of pavement that stretch out ahead. (Actually, did one footstep just splash for a second, out of sight?)
Following them before they escape under cover of the dank air and enshrouding darkness might not be a trivial matter. These Rats aren't much to look at, but they are a lot larger than most run-of-the-mill, uncapitalised rats - each around the size of a cat - and now they seem to be bunching up to block the path toward the larger structure, chittering as if to taunt Namur and Maria into making the first move.]