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Dishonored Low Chaos Walkthrough Part 8 - Chapter 2

Check out part 8 and finish Dishonored with a low chaos rating in this walkthrough of Arkane Studios' first-person stealth action title.


Man: Not possible. I inspected them myself. Keep working.

Man: No more. How did it pass me by? All the others down in the sewers.

Man: One, two, three.

Man: Good keep them coming.

Man: Half the city's dead. Make it three more months.

Man: One, two, three. One, two, three. Heave!

Man: Rats crawling all over everything.

Man: Good keep them coming.

Man: Attention Dunwall citizens, John Claverling Boulevard has been designated a restrictive travel area. Any citizens are liable to search or imprisonment at the discretion of the city watch.

Man: One, two, three. Heave!

Man: Attention Dunwall citizens, this is a special announcement from our honorable Lord Regent.

Lord Regent: This is the Lord Regent speaking. It is with regret that I am now set by term as Lord Regent. The month of harvest can potentially be ours. The overseers [inaudible 00:03:19] remain in service to the state and now are in power whenever and wherever necessary.

Woman: Granny, granny, granny come out with me instead. Granny, granny, granny you can't be [inaudible 00:04:03] You never listen. Oh not it's not a nice thing. Just garbage, garbage, garbage. All of it.

The Outsider: Be careful Corvo. They call her Granny Rags. You wouldn't recognize her real name. Or even the name of her family, but an Emperor begged for her hand once. And rich young men fought each other for her favor. I watched her consider them all, measure their worth, and find them wanting. Then she made a different choice. You're on your way to face the high overseer. The leader of a great cult dedicated to loathing me. What will you do I wonder?

Granny Rags: Dear? Is that you my dear husband. My eyes aren't what they used to be. Have you seen my little birdies. The dear things must be starving without their granny. Here birdies. Here. Oh my, my, my I think I have gentleman callers again. But not the way I used to. Not the nice ones. I hear them and they're not very polite ones either. Granny Rags! Granny Rags, let us in! Oh well, they'll go away again if they know what's good for them. But what a bother. Use the key to the front door love. You'll see to those ruffians, won't you? I think the little birdies are sad today.

Man: Let us in!

Man: Open up! Open the damn door!

Man: Somebody get over here! Let's get on with it, rat face. Somebody give me a hand.

Man: Where did you run off too?

Man: I know you're here.

Granny Rags: If I was a birdie I'd want... oh my dear, I knew you'd help me with those ill-mannered boys. My brave man. Listen, Granny has a birthday present for you. I got it from The Outsider and now I'm giving it to you. Go on it's upstairs on the vanity. I think you'll cut a nice figure with it. Remember how we used to dance? Our parties were even grander than those at the Boyle Manor. Everyone wanted to come. I think the little birdies are sad today. I hope you like the little gift I got for you. It's the least I could do for turning those louts away. I can't bare these bottle street children. Ruffians, every last one of them. Rotten apples. And that Slackjaw is the worst of the lot. You know what I just thought of? You could do something else for me. Another little favor. And I'd give you another present. Another lovely rune carved from the bones of a dead whale. Do you remember my doctor, dear? Dr. Galvani? Now there was a clever man. He's got all sorts of nasty rat guts and disease in his laboratory. Wouldn't it be a shame if some of that mess found it way into the Bottle Street Gangs elixir still? That would teach them. See to it, dear. I'll find you another present just like the first. Galvani lives on Glavering Boulevard or at least he used to. Those were the days. Now run off, my baby birdies are hungry. So precious. But they're shy. You'll have to go or they won't come.

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