I am the one laying down. Stuck in the windows of the initiates quarters… To the “rescue!” Too bad I spent most of that scene stuck in a window while my sister paid off the guard.
Turned out I my oil-soaked shame was only the beginning of my oleaginous fun as rhinos from the menagerie ended up slipping and sliding in grease spells only minutes after the Society-leader’s statue shattered in its own puddle of lute-summoned lubricant.
The climax high above the city was epic (and less gooey)… but no spoilers!