Jaem circled the dog, keeping the point between himself and the animal. He lunged, driving the point of the blade at the hostile canine.
Jaem made the dog's death swift, Aphra's sword still held between Voltarus and the dead canine. She gave a silent nod of approval to Jaem's efficient work. Some deserved to die slow - Aphra could name a few, but a dog deserved a quick demise, as painless as possible.
"I don't think an empty place would have guard dogs right?" Voltarus asked just as Jaem told them to hush and quietly walked down the other end. He mouthed "Sorry" to the tiefling as he waited with the others for Jaem to give them all a sign things were okay.
Aphra stayed silent as Jaem moved forward as she considered Voltarus's words. Whether there was further danger none could know. Yet Voltarus was certainly right. Even if there were no more threats here, guard dogs were set to guard - something.
"Pryde, Aphra? I can't get this open. We'll have to break it down." Jaem was saying after trying to open a metal grate.
"You're right it's worth investigating," she said to Jaem. "Unfortunately I didn't bring my battering ram. Anyone have any acid, like from an alchemist? Maybe it could eat through enough of the grate to make a hole large enough for us to squeeze through. I have a grappling hook and rope should we be able to climb down."
Aphra's eyes weren't on the metal grate by the time she was finished speaking, however. Her sword held in one hand, her other was fishing through her backpack, retrieving a foot long iron rod. It had a gold tip of some sort. Aphra stepped to position herself. Underhanded, she sharply swung the rod so its gold tip just scraped the floor. The gold tip sparked and flared to a tiny but blinding point of light by the time she followed through with her upswing.
The sunrod's glowing tip shed light across the darkness ahead and across the stables, where Aphra now focused her attention.
"If anyone else is here they know we're here from the barking," she reminded everyone. Aphra spat some strands of her hair out of her mouth, hands full. "Keep trying," she said to Jaem. "Maybe drop a copper down there, see if it attracts any attention." Aphra knew the men were stronger than her, and if it came to heaving loose a stuck metal grate, it would be they that could do it.
"I'll search the wrecked offices. You never know, there could be a key to the grate hidden back there somewhere," she reasoned as she began striding in her knee high heavy leather boots across the stables toward the offices. There was no point in hiding or sneaking while holding the sunrod flaring and chasing away dark shadows, so the fed-up citizen of Kintargo did not.
-light sunrod (6 hour duration): creates normal light in a 30'-radius around Aphra, and increases the light level by one step for an additional 30'-radius (i.e. total darkness to shadowy, etc.)
-move toward the offices on the other side
Perception (search) Take 10 for a 16 since we're not under pressure etc.
Last edited by Bong Bellowsmoke; 04-15-2017 at 12:01 PM.
The Red Condor shrieked at Sir Darvig in full wrath. Wings flapped storms of fire across the sky. "The Mage-God grows in power swifter than it appears to Paladine. This I know. A warning," Sargonnas told Darvigl, "for you to give to Paladine in your prayers."
“I will,” Darvig uttered.