Talk:Inform the Last Constable/@comment-206.87.108.65-20171020210423

No longer impossible. If you opt not to bedevil the tankards, you get the text:

All in readiness


The Last Constable nods once. "Alright then, let's be on our way." You only speak once on the way to the Medusa's Head: when the Last Constable asks for a quick stop at Caligula's for a dangerously deep mug of the number four special. She savours it like a conscientious child opening the largest present on Christmas morning.

The Medusa's Head is as busy as always. The Cheery Man has already ordered the table set, the tankards filled. The poisoned ones have been marked with a cross on the bottom. ("So's that they may be burned, in the name of health n' safety" he says, "And the rest of our good stock spared.") The Last Constable ignores all this, and summons you aside for a quiet word.