Madeline ponders...
Perhaps we should precipitate this things collapse? Then climb in over the rubble...?" She muses. Though she does glance towards where the balcony is. "I really do not fancy climbing up there in the rain....She mutters.
"That is an excellent idea Madam Peshtussle."
Creel removes a rope and grapple from his pack.
"If someone not wearing a small foundry would care to attach this to a support post we can remove this part of the problem at least."
Madeline holds up a hand, "Wait! Good friend Creel, should we not pace the perimeter before we make such a loud noise?" She points out.
Creel looks at the rope in his hands, shrugs and loops it over his shoulder. "As you wish. Though I doubt thee is anything here that remains unaware of our presence."
While the others are discussing how to get into the prison, Alexa goes over to where the arm and scythe lie on the ground. Knowing what wielded the tool the is also a weapon but a few moments earlier, her eyes take on that distant look as she scans the weapon for any traces of undeath. If she detects nothing, she will the cast Detect Magic. Once this is done, she will pick up the weapon and take it with her if she does not sense it be undead.
Ha! Creel gains immunity to disease and the GM looses theirs.
Feel better. We will be here.
~PWO
After looking at the scythe, Alexa tosses it aside.
It does not appear to be haunted any more, but also it does not look like it is still usable.
Onward around the perimeter of the building sounds good.
Hoping his sharp eyes can spot something in the growing darkness, he turns towards the balcony where the sycthe once dwelt - looking for another set of stairs that might lead to it. "Maybe see if there's another way in, perhaps?
Picking up where we off left in searching the perimeter. Since the main entrance doesn't look easily crossable, Valen is trying to find a way up to the other balcony (where the scythe was) to see if there's stairs or a way up.
Valen rounds the corner of the building momentarily. He turns back to see the others - green eyes alight - and adds: "There's another set of stairs that lead upwards; I am assuming it will take us to the balcony above. Do we want to go this way - maybe see if there's an entrance?"
"Or do you want to keep searching the perimeter? It'll be a wet, messy walk...who knows." He leaves the options open with a shrug...awaiting a response, but clearly interested in the stairs.
Madeline, as always followed by Smith, moves up to look at the stairs Valen has found.
"How far around the building are we?" She inquires.
Alexa seems to not care about the rain or getting wet in the least.
Makes no difference to me, but I am guessing that what we are searching for is in the building, not outside. We have eliminated several guards outside, I think it is time to head in and see what atrocities await therein.
"Can we get more wet? Still I would rather avoid the lake if we can. I would hate to meet something while we are knee deep in mud. ... Well, more mud."
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Your group continues around the back of the prison, finding a barred window thirty feet to the east, followed by a steel door (roughly sixty feet east of the window), and finally discovering a broken section of the wall some twenty feet before the lake overtakes the eastern end of the prison. The broken section of the wall looks like you might be able to move it with some time and effort.
Alexa follows the others hesitant to use her powers due to the overwhelming presence of undeath in the area.
"Hmmm A steel door. A back way in? Perhaps to somewhere the prisoners were not meant to go? Shall we try it?"
If there are no objections Creel approaches the steel door. He takes a quick sniff to see if there is more evil here than elsewhere on the grounds before seeing if the door will open.
Taking a deep breath, Alexa raises her hand before Creel moves forward. She then concentrates to see whether there are any undead or other detectable entities in and around the door.
Use Spirit Sense trying to focus just on the door and the area immediately adjacent.
If nothing is detected, then she will wave him forward.
Alexa drops her hand: This whole place is haunted, but I do not sense anything on this door. Whether the steel is masking something behind it, I cannot say.
"Yes solid steel is good for that. Only one way to find out I suppose."
Creel tries the door. If it is jammed he will lean the ax against the door frame and give the door a solid yank. Str check at +3 if there is a roll involved.
Seeing Creel attempting to 'man-handle' the door open, Madeline gestures to Smith.
Smith nods at his Mistress instruction and steps up to assist Creel in trying to open the door.
As they make their way around the prison - before they arrive at the steel door - Valen points out that there is another door into the prison at the top of the balcony they passed earlier (where the scythe was).
He also stops to test the sturdiness of the barred window - see if it has been weakened with time. Upon seeing the attempt to open the steel door, Valen assesses to see if there's any other way to help open the door.
Vaghn eyes the balcony from which the scythe originated, attempting to ascertain it's ability to still bear weight.
Well all, upstairs door it is, unless we want to go back and check the main entrance. This is a prison, I would be surprised if anything but the front door allowed easy access.
Madeline nods at Alexa's assessment, though she too looks to the door that leads onto the balcony.
"Indeed, though that way in might be sounder than the door which threatens to have the roof collapse upon it." Madeline indicates the upper door, suggesting the group use it instead of the unsound lower door. She has Smith drop his back pack so that she can get the silk rope from within.
"What is that fork thing one ties to the end of a rope? Madeleine asks, "I shall so buy one at the next opportunity..."
"You mean this?" Creel asks hefting the grapnel and rope he has just shoved back into his pack.
"Doesn't look too hard a throw. If we think the balcony can take the weight."
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Creel repacks the rope and heads for the stairs. "Hmmm seem solid enough." He turns to Alexa and Madeline. "Ladies first?"
Vaghn adjusts his hat and starts ascending the stairs, his face determined.
*Blinks* (O_o)
"Are we not going in via the balcony?" Madeline calls after Master Vaghn, even as she indicates Smith should begin ascending.
Smith dutifully takes hold of said rope and begins to climb,
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After some confusion, a grappling hook, and Smith inadvertently ascending the side of the balcony - in the rain - before realizing there were stairs, your group finally makes it up onto the old balcony overlooking the eastern side of the prison. The balcony runs the depth of the building (from south to north) and extends some fifteen feet eastward. A single, strong wooden door leads into the building. It is closed. An old chopping block, stained black, rests in the center of the balcony.
Madeline brushes her gloved hands and cautiously moves towards the door, , At any minute she expects some haunted, flying axe to come swooping out of the gloom to attack them all.