Joining the Guild of Montgomery Moncreiff.
A cacophony of high-pitched caterwauling erupts from the terrified actor's mouth as soon as the first dino is launched. Palace windows shatter. Walls crumble to dust. Eardrums break. Mr. Goldblum vanishes, but on the down side you have managed to permanently deafen the entire Victorian fleet, and have left Donald Cardew perpetually blinded from twin shards of glass that have managed to launch themselves from the palace's biggest, most prized stained-glass window into each of his eyes. This will not please Montgomery Moncreiff, as Donald Cardew was one of his most elite business partners. What do you do?
You have 3 choices:
- Grab the nearest servant, slam your pistol into his hand, and fire on poor Donald Cardew. Drag the two to the Moncreiff's. The servant, being a middle-aged Ethiopian man unable to speak English will not be able to defend himself from the blame. You dog.
- Blame God. Explain to Moncreiff that under the intellectual chastity of Donald Cardew was a frightfully satanic man who performed perverted sexual activities after dark. Persuade him that God smote Donald because of this. Just remember to kill him first.
- Give Mr. Cardew a pair of fake glasses with eyes painted on them. As long as he doesn't mention to Moncreiff that the glasses are in fact fake, and he is in fact blind, you've got nothing to worry about. This may not be the safest option.