Standing before the fortress causes Rin to feel a sense of awe in its fallen glory. He quickly tries to control his features lest he appear like a fool in front of his comrades. Gathering his resolve he starts surveying the area.
Perception 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Rin draws his Scimitar and brings his shield to the fore as he prepares for the inevitable march into the fortress. Laughing at Bor's joke, Rin smiles. "I'm glad their so generous to allow us easy access"
Rin bows his head "In the name of Sarenrae, let us bring light and redemption to this fallen place of glory!"
Initiative 1d20 ⇒ 18