(026) Happenstance in Ket

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sulldawga wrote:
Dorgan stands back, rubbing his shoulder underneath his mail. He'll look up to see how high the roof is.

"If we're gonna cut a hole ta get in, might be easier up top than down here where everyone can see us?"

He looks around at the others.

"Unless one a ya got other ideas on how ta get past this door?"

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doctorx wrote:
Josiane's attention remains fixed on the door. She seems certain as to their course of action.

"Please try again," she says, politely but firmly.

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Valandil wrote:
Percy thinks for a moment, and then grins in a weird way, but says nothing. Between smiles he says:

"Here lass, hold my girl for a moment - he hands his crossbow to Josiane-. Lets try again, both of us now..."

Percenier will bash the door, next to Dorgan.

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waysoftheearth wrote:
Dorgan and Percy give the door several more shoves, but it remains unmoved by their rather noisy efforts... it is fortunate indeed that there is no foot traffic in the grubby little alley below.

When it is clear that the stout door won't surrender, Mads says "Stand aside Master Dwarf; I know a strength beyond my shoulder that cannot be resisted."

When Dorgan allows Mads to come up to the landing, the others look on as the young Warlock places his hand upon the door and utters and verse in a frightening dialect that has their skin prickling upon their necks. And to their amazement, the timbers of the door begin to tremble, then twist and buckle before their very eyes!

After scarcely a minute of this treatment the door is in a most ruinous state, and all but hanging off its hinges. The company can see right through gaps between the door's timbers -- it can hardly offer much resistance now!

"And my shoulder remains entirely unbruised," remarks Mads in apparent wonderment...

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doctorx wrote:
Josiane blinks several times, staring at the twisted door in amazement. "Goodness!" is all she can think to say.

But then her sense of purpose returns; "The door is open. Let us proceed." She hands Percy back his crossbow; "Onward."

She will steal a quick through the warped timbers to see if any immediate threat can be discerned. If there is none to be seen she pushes the door open and steps inside.

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sulldawga wrote:
Dorgan nearly jumps in front of Josiane before she can enter the building.

"Eh, Miss? Mayhap ye might let me go first? If'n there's trouble inside, I'd deeply regret standin' aside to let ye come to harm."

If the lady allows, Dorgan will push aside the warped door and enter. All the better if there's no source of light inside, as he'll use his superior dwarven vision to check things out before asking one of his companions for a torch.

Dorgan will keep his shield strapped to his right arm but the axe will remain on his belt for now.

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doctorx wrote:
Josiane flashes Dorgan her prettiest smile of gratitude; "It would be discourteous in the extreme to refuse so gallant an offer! Very well, my friend; lead on and we shall follow!"

To Percy: "Perhaps, friend Percenier, you should follow next? You can provide missile fire for our friend should he need it. I shall come next, Mads can bring up the rear. Agreed?"

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waysoftheearth wrote:
Very good.

The marching order is established, with Drogan the Dwarf in the lead, followed by Percy the Marksman, then Josiane the Guided, and lastly the mysterious warlock, Mads the enlightened.

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waysoftheearth wrote:
Drogan scuttles the remainder of the loose timbers that recently made up a stout door, easily knocking them aside with a few kicks and shoves, and access is made to the warehouse....

Inside is a dull, empty room perhaps a score foot wide. The walls are timber, and the paint on these is grubby and long peeling. There is a long bench across one side, a sheet of wood balanced upon a pile of bricks and one end, and a column of old paint pots at the other. There is a jumble of brooms and loose hardware around the perimeter.

Overall it is right mess, and plenty dusty to boot. Not at all what you expected.

There is, however, another door opposite. This on has a grubby window in it which seems to look into a dark place, for nothing much can be seen through it from here...

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doctorx wrote:
Assuming the room is light enough to be traversed without torchlight, Josiane points silently across at the windowed door. She gestures the party forward, though keeping a wary eye open for any traps, tripwires or anything else unusual that may present itself.

If the door is reached without incident, she will dart a quick look through the window.