*I scramble up the fort wall, on a grapnel I had set up, and lay down on the ramparts, facing into the fort.* "Huh, guess I missed the party." *I see several Loyalists inside one of the barracks, preparing a charge. I laugh, as I light a grenade, and throw it in through the window. A few panicked screams ring out, before the barracks veritably sneezes its contents out. Bits of Loyalist clothing rain down like grotesque, burning confetti. I walk over to the main gate, and lift the bars holding it in place, allowing the Rebels to rush in.*