Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
The trap door opens to reveal a ladder leading down into the end of a hallway lit with lanterns. There are doors spaced at regular intervals on one side of the hallway and a railing on the other side. Neko can hear a small crowd of male sounding voices yelling inside the building.
::Pulling her halfmask up to cover her face, she begins to quietly go down the ladder. She reaches out with the bit of magic she knows to try and have the shadows cast by the torches pool to hide her decent should anyone glance this way.
Once she is low enough, she looks down the hall for guards and anything else that may be of interest besides the doors. ::
Silent as a shadow on padded feet...
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
the shadows bend a bit but don't cover Neko much. Thankfully, she doesn't need any help as there are no guards in sight.
The hallway makes a large U-shape around a central atrium in the middle of the building. The middle room is open to each floor and a walkway with a railing circles it on every floor. On the ground floor of the atrium is a large crowd of men with drinks sitting at tables and crowding around a long platform raised a few feet from the ground. On the platform, two men in light armor are dueling with metal swords. They both have bruises on their arms. The crowd of maybe 30 men are chanting names and encouraging songs.
On a table by a side wall in the atrium, the man in fine clothing Neko saw enter the front door is sitting with a rough looking man with a beard in full plate armor. They both have drinks and are enjoying watching the duel.
Behind the nearest door Neko can hear two male voices.
"I hate when Marcus and Harvey duel. Gets the whole place into a ruckus."
"Hey it makes it fun around here once a week. Lets us forget jobs and just get into the moment."
"Well you can go get into the moment by yourself. I'm going to bed. Good night."
"Fine, I'll watch by myself. Good night."
Near the landing of the ladder is a wooden chair, a small table with a lantern on it and a rug going down the length of the hallway until it turns to encircle the central area. The trapdoor to the roof seemed pretty silent. The men in the atrium seem very preoccupied with the duel.
::She lets go of the shadows. Even that limited effort had tired her. She promised herself once again to train more in that area. She had to get better if she wanted to be able to use it for anything but emergencies.
Hearing the voices, and assuming at least one of them would be soon exiting the room, Neko crawls into the shadows under the table and waits quietly for a moment. ::
Silent as a shadow on padded feet...
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
Neko can see a pair of legs in wool pants and medium quality shoes walk by the table. She hears a door close soon after. The legs walk down the hall and go through an open door. Neko can see the man descending and gets a look at the back of his head. An excited roar explodes from the crowd below. The position under the table isn't very comfy.
::She slips out from under the table and stretches a bit to get the kinks out, but still remains low, hoping to keep the rail between her and the floor below.
There didn't seem to be anything terribly unusual going on. Men fighting seemed to be a regular thing here from what she had heard. Still she would try to keep a mental head count of the people she sees and faces of anyone that looks important, like the well dressed man and the person he spoke to. Perhaps she might find an office, or bedroom of the leader. Such a place would no doubt have some kind of ledger listing members and duties, and perhaps a trinket or two for her to reward herself with.
Creeping quietly forward she passes the first door, knowing it to be occupied, and tries the knob on the second to see if it's locked...
Silent as a shadow on padded feet...
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
::Keeping the layout of the hallway in mind, should she need to bolt, Neko cracks the door and peeks in. She expects to see some kind of kennel. Normally she would avoid it, not wanting to create a disturbance, but Orp wanted details... ::
Silent as a shadow on padded feet...
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
The room is a small room about 6x6 square. A bunk bed is pushed against one wall. A chest of drawers and a desk with a chair sit on the other side of the room. Some clothes are splayed about the room. Under the bottom bunk a ton of clothes are shoved. The smell gets a little stronger but is still slight. Some papers lay on the desk and one sits on the bottom bunk.
::Quietly closing the door behind her, she checks over the papers. This didn't look like the room of a man in charge, but she could be wrong. Besides, there was always the chance someone let a good info slip in a note to friends or family. ::
Silent as a shadow on padded feet...
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
On the desk are notes on the topics of Canarian Wrestling, Bajan Stick Licking and Arcadian Fencing. One piece of paper is a draft of a letter home. The writer complains about the strict discipline and lack of women. He misses life back home at the nest.
On the bed is a short note.
Lester, get those rats out of here. It's disgusting. If you don't I'm reporting you.
::Not ever having heard of those styles, Neko folds the notes on fighting and slips them into the folds of her clothes. The rest she leaves behind as she goes and listens at the door. If she hears anything in the hallway, she'll wait, but if its quiet, she creep out and move to the next door... ::
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
The next door has a metal plate on it labeling it as the room of Master-At-Arms Kroner. Neko can't smell or hear anything at the door and it is unlocked.
::Checking over her shoulder first, Neko follows the same process as the last door, opening it slowly and peeking inside to see if it occupied before entering and closing the door behind her if its empty. ::
Silent as a shadow on padded feet...
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
The room has the same dimensions as the one before but only one bed. Similar furniture sits on the wall but the room seems a lot cleaner. Some papers and a ledger sit on the desk.
Last Edit: Aug 1, 2012 20:33:14 GMT -5 by Orp Boon