War of the Lost Kingdom

Axu adjusted her satchel on her hip, looking at the door warily. Leaning her staff on her shoulder, she walked toward the other door, stopping just before it in her designated place.

Greta looks at the door in the corner, she doesn’t spend the time right at this moment to inspect the sundries.

Zifu peered into the other room in the middle of the party line. She mentally asked her owl if anything of interest could be visible outside.

Doc finishes stuffing his ration down and takes up rear guard with Finn; sword drawn and shield in hand. He listens for any new signs of skeleton activity now that they've entered into a different area of the fort.

As her owl returns to the suitcase perch, Zifu spares a glance over the sundries to look for anything that might prove useful or necessary.

Zifu idly shifts a few boxes, but her mind is elsewhere as she ruminates on recent events.

She is shaken out of her meditations at the loud impacts coming from the armory door. "Is the way clear?" she asks, rhetorically.

Should we move some barrels or something between us and the banging? That way we can slow them down if they break through?

"Go for it," Ian mutters before he reaches into his coat to take out his lockpicks again. "Sorry Greta, I think w'should be quieter on this one.". With that he kneels down in front of the door to attempt to pick the lock, after first trying to open it, quietly.

Greta waves Ian off. "It’s unlocked."

Then she makes a motion with her torch to get the attention of the group.

"Let’s keep moving." She says as she sheaths her sword before opening the door with her free hand and thrusting the torch past the threshold to see what lies beyond.

I laugh quietly to myself as Ian continues to lockpick things. Greta, you're strong. Care to move some barrels? I'm afraid they are far too heavy for someone of my stature.

Snickering, Ian stands up and follows suit with Greta. "Hopefully not ta a dead end. Mostly since it wouldn' be metaphorical fer us." Joining Greta in the other room, the long haired man continues to explore their surroundings. Then he stops and goes to examine the other side of the door to see if it can lock from their side.

Zifu asks Axu, "Do you know where we are, and where to go?" She is hesitant to step into the water unless absolutely necessary, and with a definitive direction.

Greta hands Ian her torch before hefting the heaviest barrel she can and bringing it into the flooded room.

To the group "Let's move! Those bones won't stay out there forever."

She waits for the party to move into the flooded room, before setting the barrel against the door as a stop-gap barricade before taking her torch back, and then resuming the lead and sloshing down to the second hallway on the left to look and see what's there.

Forced into the water, Zifu's face adopts a serene expression as she adjusts the strap of her travel case so that it does not touch the black liquid.