She smiles at the success of the goblin pirate's surprising trick, turning toward the guard with a cold look.
With the door closed, Isabella turns her trust to the swiftness of their blades in their need for silence, and lunges at the man with her dagger.
Zedekiel noticed that the man was successfully pulled into the room, and decided to get up from under the table with the door being closed.
"Well, it was worth the potential for the distraction anyway." he muttered to himself.
Seeing everyone roughly had everything under control with their interloper, he moved over to the opposite door that led outside.
Zedekiel slipped the door mostly closed, keeping it ever so slightly cracked with an ear to it to listen out. Wouldn't do to have others try and slip in from this side, now would it?
Doesn't matter dead guard is dead. Nothing is going on out there. You're starting to get the sense that despite the carefulness in the cell itself, Brandescar has become very lax in their security.
With the guard dead, he shrugged, opening the door again and leaning just on the inside of it, keeping an eye outside.
"For the most feared prison in the realms, they're awfully overconfident." he commented with a small smirk while crossing his arms. "If all continues as is, we should be out of here in no time. Loot the corpse of anything useful, we should away.... After barring the inner door."
Dexter give the guard one last strike on the temple just to make sure he won't be waking up again.
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"Going out that door leads us to a Courtyard it seems. So we will still be within the prions itself. Leekoo, Captain, can you sneak about out there and see if there are any sentries manning those walls? We don't want to be shot by arrows as we make our escape".
Isabella smiles at Zedekial's observation as she roughly pulls off the guard's chain shirt and tosses it to Dexter, nodding to the guard's shield as well.
"Truly, without the locks and chains, these undisciplined louts seem less dangerous than the old building itself." She glances back to the chimney with a shrug and a barked laugh as she begins grabbing objects to bar the door.
With that done, she joins Zedekial at the door and peers into the night. "I doubt they maintain too vigilant a watch," She says turning to Dexter. "But they do say caution is the better part of valor." With a soft chuckle she gives Leekoo and pat and slips out toward the garden to get a better look herself.
Dexter eyes the chain shirt dubiously, "I make em but I don;t wear em. We don;t need me rattling around in one to be sure".
Dexter takes a dagger form the now deceased guard if he had one to add as a supplement to his club. He then drags the body away form the door and tries to stick it in the pantry and follows suit with the other two bodies. Seeing the kitchen is disarray he shrugs, "For what that was worth anyway".
You can move the tables but it might be lkud and it would be easier with help. Choose the garden or the bush. Dexter I'll get back to you later I'm not at home.
Isabella grabs one end of a table, clearly waiting for someone to help her move a few of them to block the door.
Leekoo there's only one bush, when you and Isabella reach it make a Knowledge nature/ survival check. Dexter the guard is not wearing his armor or carrying his shield, he is likely off duty. He does have his longsword, club, and a longbow with a quiver of twenty arrows though.
EDIT: Also Dexter, there are six knives in this room that serve as a dagger and I believe Bleepos or Leekoo already passed those out.
Congratulations, you're both squatting in Belladonna and know it. Make a fort check.
As to the doors, several be locked, but one of the doors opens easily,t he one with the crescent moon carved out of it. This room has been converted into a privy and better yet, it dumps straight into the sea. Congratulations Leekoo, you've found a thoroughly disgusting (and dangerous) path to freedom.
Absolutely but it would be more like cuttings. Only Leekoo's checked out the towers and yes he can. There is also a much bigger one built into the wall just a little bit over. It's obviously more than a guard tower. It's immediately behind the main building, you're off to the side but the privy has a pretty good view of it.
Isabella whistles low to Leekoo as she returns to the others in the kitchen and shows them the Belladonna cuttings. She describes the larger tower & Leekoo disappearing into the tower with a crescent moon on the door . "It seems we may have an impossibly opportune moment to deal with the Sergeant here as he deserves." She taps the brand on her arm. "Certainly he keeps in the grandest room in the largest tower." She glances back out toward the wall, looking out for their goblin scout.
"In and out of the Sergeant's tower; quick and quiet, and we can be on the walls on our way to freedom before these oafs realize their folly. Dangerous, to be sure, but I'd also bet on such an entitled man having as many confiscated valuables as he can get his hands on; he can pay us a few times over for his insolence."
A sigh comes out as a low growl as she turns back to the wall, clearly arguing more for her own sense of vengeance than any monetary gain.
"In any case, if we can get up a tower, we can move along the walls and find a way through or around the gate to the bridge. We may yet put that window to great use. Whatever we do, we need to move now."
There is indeed a bridge. Make a Knowledge Nature check, I want to see if you know enough to make your cutting viable.
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Leekoo crawled into the stinky room. The hole went all the way down into the big waters, maybe they could use that to escape? With that plan in mind, he took a closer look at the walls of the hole, to see if it could be easily used to climb down.
With that knowledge, he crawled back to the food room with the others to let them know what he found.
No climbing down. it's a droop.
And yes, you do know enough that the cutting is viable.
Listening to Isabella's explanation of the tower, Lukasz countered, "It is just as likely that the warden lives in that tower and not the Sergeant that marked us. If the courtyard shows a way for us to make a break for freedom, I would advise doing that. As was mentioned, the more time we spend here, the more likely our escape will be discovered. If we can make it to the main gate and so long as any bridge that might be there is down, then we can use the window to get through any gate that might bar our path." Peeking outside the door to the courtyard, Lukasz added, "Once we are free, we can think about coming back to exact any revenge that we might want to...once we have more resources at our disposal."
"I agree with Lukasz, the longer we dally the higher the chance at our discovery, the man will no doubt be punished for ineptness once it is discovered that we broke free on his watch..."
Rifling through the pantry, Isabella preps her poisonous cutting for the journey ahead. She pauses while wrapping various fabrics around the plant and nods at Lukasz' assessment. "You're probably right. That Sergeant, while he looks pretty self-important, likely isn't the final man in charge here." She shrugs, tucking the cutting away.
"I agree we are better off making as swift an escape as possible, but I shall certainly be tracking the Sergeant down later to settle our unfinished business, regardless of whether or not his superiors punish him for his failings... If anyone would care to join me, you’re very welcome. Of course, it's not the man's ineptness as Captain of the Guard I will be addressing.” She laughs quietly and pulls the cook’s dark green cloak from the pantry. She cleans the cook’s blood off as well as she can, throws the cloak over her shoulders, and draws up the hood.
"And while it is obviously better than tomorrow's bleak alternative, I hope your mysterious benefactor has more to give us than a penniless, fugitive's freedom." She pauses to listen to Leekoo's description, growing more accustomed to the crazed goblin's rhyming.
"I do believe Leekoo may have found us the fastest route to freedom, but it's undeniably questionable when the goblin says it's too dangerous. I think our best bet is to travel up one of the towers, along the wall toward the front - nearer the mainland - and figure out the best way off this rock from there.”
She moves back outside, crouching just outside the door to wait for the others. "We should move on, before the light from this open doorway attracts someone's attention or the other guards notice their companion's extended absence."
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"Indeed... Besides, what better form of revenge than against one who thinks the danger has passed. Let him stew in his fear and shame.... After all, none have ever escaped Branderscar. We must truly be fearsome to have escaped, therefore, we must be that which will return for vengeance. Let him be shamed, let him be ridiculed, his reputation ruined, his family shamed into destitution...
All the while, he will be looking over his shoulder for us, skittish at the slightest shadow. Only when he feels we have gone, when he no longer fears the shadows... Do we return. Do we exact our revenge... Butcher his children, destroy his wife, mutilate any who still believe in him. Only then will we extract payment for our so called gifts from his flesh, piece by piece..."
Zedekiel seemed to lose himself a bit in the revenge plot. A mad glint seemed to flash across his eyes, a wry, vile smile curling his lips as images of shredded flesh and sobbing remains gurgling on their last vestiges of life danced through his mind's eye. Leekoo's rushing back in snapped him back to reality, blinking as he shook his head.
"Well, a way out that might lead to certain death or potentially crippled freedom, if I'm understanding our mad little bard here.... Personally, I think we'd best find something a little less doom and a little more life-preserving."
He remained leaning against the wall near the door, arms crossed as Isabella seemed to come to her senses. A small smirk as he nodded twice. He slipped the club into the belt loop, and the cleaver into the belt at the small of his back. Adjusting the chain shirt, he'd wait for some of the others to slip out before he did.
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"Up to go down eh? An interesting thought, I believe there is a rope on that Veil that may allow us to climb down over the wall if we can make good our way up.
Grumblejack, Captain, what say you two, up and over or through the courtyard and take a chance at the front gate?"
Grumblejack looks at you. Little 'uns will follow if we leave them.
"Ah but we have a friend it seems willing to hide us away from any searchers friend Grumblejack. I fear you are the only one here worth their salt in a fight against well armed well trained guards. If we fight our way out, some of us will die and none of us want that.
Captain, your thoughts? Up the Tower or through the Courtyard? We must make a decision and soon..."
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Bleepos ear shakes, as if trying to put the brain to work.
Tower might give us weapons and hostages. Running the courtyard might give us arrows! Bleepos always aware of easy solutions and traps!
He looks at the others, confused.
Besides we have big friend. He's even a bigger target than we are, but can cause a havoc in the tower. How to resist a fire and a big two legged ogre in the rage?
Dexter shrugs, "Hostages eh, interesting thought. The Tower it is then. Let's get going".
Dexter looks into the open air of the Courtyard trying to plot the best course to reach the Tower that Bleepos and Izzy spoke of.
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Isabella nods thoughtfully at the suggestion of taking a hostage. "I hadn't thought of using one of the guard's lives as leverage against the others. Perhaps we'll get the chance to try it, but yes, let's get going."
As they move out she matches pace with Leekoo before the stealthy goblin can move out of her sight. "Leekoo Weekoo, scout ahead of the group as we move through the courtyard and up the tower. Come back to us if you see guards or anything suspicious." She points ahead to the converted privy, indicating the open door & their hopeful path up.
You see no guards on your way. Isabella I THINK they were talking about infiltrating the big tower, not the privy tower.
Minus the well used privy the tower seems mostly abandoned.
Lukasz does his best to keep quiet as the group moved. After arriving at the privy, the aristocrat looked down the hole and whispers, "I do not think this would be a safe option. You goblins may have no trouble navigating the water below, but I am not well versed in swimming. I still think escaping would be our best bet. But mayhaps taking whoever is in the other tower as hostage might indeed be out best bet of leaving this place."
Okay, guys I get it you're sneaking. I will assume that's the case for the forseeable future if I need a stealth check I will ask for one. Also, you all might want to look into stealth synergy. You all seem to like sneaking.
Entering the makeshift out house behind Lukasz, Isabella moves partway up the stairs and pauses to listen for any stray guards in the mostly abandoned tower.
She watches the others move in and slowly shakes her head at Lukasz' second thoughts, growling quietly in frustration.
"All this back and forth is wasting time. We can't guarantee that our potential hostage wouldn't give his life to keep us here. Or that the guards would value his life more than their own - and the prison's - reputation. They still might try to detain us without regard for their superior's well-being." She nods respectfully to Lukasz. "Still, whoever we might find at the top of the largest tower would undoubtedly be the best hostage to take."
She looks around to the others, a slight hint of urgency to her voice. "Either we go up this tower and seek freedom along the walls, or we try to infiltrate the large tower and obtain a hostage to better our chances of escape. But whatever we're going to do, we decide now, and we see it through. I vote we continue on our current course, taking a hostage only if the opportunity presents itself on our way out of this damned place. Regardless of the sloppy security here at Talingarde's 'most secure prison,' time is a resource we are most certainly running out of."
You've managed to waste around half an hour.
"Agreed. Let us make a quick escape," Lukasz commented, [b]"With any luck there will be a door that leads out to the wall that we can use."[b] Gripping the sword in hand, Lukasz will look about the tower for any exit besides the privy and the door their group entered through.
Bleepos would much rather get to the bigger tower! - the Goblin says, bluntly - ... Kill people in the process, find better tools for our escape, burn everything!
He seemed excited for a moment, and completely forgetting they'd have to escape.
Oh! Oh! Yes. And finding a hostage. Valuable hostages hide themselves like chickens in the top of the granary! - he points to the top of the other tower. - Bleepos don't trust easy outs, specially in this famous prison. Bleepos don't want to be chased by... Ugh! Horses and dogs! Or be pinned by Human arrows!
Zedekiel followed silently, mentally taking stock of everything. He wasn't a mastermind by any means, but he'd ran his fair share of cons... And there was nothing more reliable in the world than a good con job.... Especially after Bleepos spoke up.
"Damn it, why did I think of that?" He snapped his fingers. "We set up a distraction for ourselves... Does anyone know how to improvise up a fire? We'll set as much of the prison on fire as we can, and while they're dealing with it, we get the hell out of here. As Captain Bleepos said, I've no doubt they've horses and dogs, and all it takes is one lucky arrow."
Zedekiel would glance around outside, looking for anything that might burn, catch, and spread. A stable, an armory, hell even a forge. The kitchen might burn, and may or may not bring a good portion of the tower's innards crumbling down inside of it.... What else is there?