Reanna lets her eyes adjust to the light in the interior of the building, and scanning around to make sure there's no surprises, she slips inside and waits for the others to follow.

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 20):

The interior is largely one room, furnished crudely wirh trestle tables and benches, and a bar near the fireplace.
The wooden furnishings have a gnawed look to them.

Once Reanna slides through the door, Beordir steps through as well. Now that he is out of the view of the street, he draws his sword. Peering through the gloom, he looks around for danger.

OOC 19:01, Today: Beodir Nalas-Radin rolled 9 using 3d6 with rolls of 5,3,1.  Beordir Perception vs 12.

Reanna starts making her way into the building, looking for traps or any other oddities that would give her pause. She scans the ceiling for spider webs, and if they are mostly clear, will look back at the others asking, "Can anyone light a torch?"

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 23):

Cassile reaches into a pouch, and extracts a glowing clay
 tile on a thong, illuminating  the room as bright as a torch.
He kicks a fist size piece of debris, and it crumbles into
dark powder.
Funny, if that was smaller, I   would have thought it
was a rat turd."

With a light available, Reanna pulls out her baton, to use as both a weapon and a tool to push things out of the way, and starts to explore the interior, looking specifically for doors, regular and trapdoors.

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 25):

Behind the bar, there is a trapdoor that looks like someone has nailed shut with spikes.

Reanna pulls out her file and starts filing the tips of the nails off. If she can file them down enough, they can pull the trap door off.


OOC: 16:28, Today: Reanna Draegan rolled 11 using 3d6 ((5,5,1)).

Beordir watches Reanna work on the trapdoor warily. This is slow work, so he gets bored quickly. As she tires and slows down, he offers to take a turn so the work can continue apace.

OOC I'll assist, but I'm not sure a it'll apply any bonus.

Masugatan watches the trap door with great interest, half expecting some demon to spring out of it.  His sweaty palms clench the hilt of his cheap broadsword like it's the only nipple of a particularly juicy cow.

In reply to Masugatan (msg # 29):

"Nobody brought a crowbar this time round? We gotta
pick one up if we have to hit another spot."

In reply to Laurence Cassile (msg # 30):

"I never thought to carry one. Breaking and entering isn't my strong suit."

Still working with Reanna, Beordir comments, "I was thinking the same thing. Though my next worry is how we are going to secure this opening if we have to retreat."

As Reanna works away, she just casually shrugs at the comments, saying, "I normally have a crowbar but lost mine on my last run. But there's always a way. Maybe check around the fireplace and see if there are any tools we can use as levers, or whatnot."

"As for retreating, we can pull some benches and tables over to set on top of the door, if we have to leave in a hurry. But it would take more time to put them over the opening than it would take to just get out the front door."

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 33):

Ooc a scrounging or search roll, ir Per-4 roll to find something useable as a crowbar

In reply to Narrator (msg # 34):

Harlan checks over by the fireplace  and turns up a rusty
andiron. "Will this do?"



improvised tools are -2 for forced entry, default is DX-4, so toral default would be DX-6

"If it doesn't break it will help a lot. Pass it here," Reanna requests.

OOC: If Reanna gets it she'll use it to try and pry up the boards. Forced Entry: 15 down to 13 due to improvised tool.

14:22, Today: Reanna Draegan rolled 10 using 3d6 ((3,6,1)).

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"I can't believe I didn't bring a crowbar.  Talk about embarassing.  This is like showing up at a fancy brothel, only to realize you're a eunuch."
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In reply to Masugatan (msg # 37):

The trapdoor screeches open as Reanna pries up the nails.

"If someone would hold the light over the opening, I'll head on down," Reanna offers.

Once the light is available, she'll scan the area beyond the opening, and if it's clear, she'll go through it and down to the ground level below.

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OOC: 14:21, Today: Reanna Draegan rolled 15 using 3d6.  Perception v 14.

Wary, Beordir crouches next to the opening ready to help haul Reanna back up if she needs to get out. Then he waits nervous for her assessment.

In reply to Beodir Nalas-Radin (msg # 40):

Laurence holds the glowing disk by its thong and dangles it
over the open trap door, revealing  a ladder made of rusty
iron staples descending into the gloom.  From what you can
see, the cellar appears to be fairly deep, and has stone floors covered with debris.
  There is a fsint rustling sound.

Taking her rope and grapnel out, Reanna looks for some place to secure it before dropping it down the trap door. "I'm not sure about that ladder, but it needs to be tested anyway," she explains.

While letting the rope slide through her hand as she descends, she starts heading down the ladder, testing each step as she moves.

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 42):

The grapnel is securable at the base of one of the trestle
tables, or to be sure, in the hearth.

Letting the rope slide through her hand, but available in case the ladder gives out, Reanna will descend until she can see the bottom., or she reaches the bottom of the rope. She wants to make sure there are no creatures, or other impediments, at the bottom before she gets off the ladder.