[PQ+] hold the line

And I came to, walking on the train tracks
How did I get here? And how do I get back?

To no one's surprise, Alys's trebuchet wasn't firing, and she had no idea how to fix it. She spent a few moments looking it over, trying to figure out exactly how it worked. Although she had a rough idea, she still wasn't clear on the specifics, and that much was obvious as she tugged something here, pushed something there, and finally stood up to glare at it, hands on her hips. Her helper, too, seemed nonplussed, hovering hear her shoulder with nothing helpful to add.

Then Deimos was there, and she listened with some measure of relief to his suggestion. There was a wooden piece on the trebuchet that did indeed look like it had some wear and tear, and Alys tugged on it, trying to pull it off so that it could be replaced. If successful, she went over to their supplies to find a matching piece, returned, and tried her hand at repairing the trebuchet.

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Alys tries to repair the trebuchet!

I've been up all night, let's stay awake
Push it further, you know I'll never break

Alys