Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24828824-20180226234231/@comment-25169271-20180307042021

Darian and Alice landed on the roof of the gatehouse the rain making the stone roof slick. The downward force from Stormreader was blowing the water that was collecting on the roof back up on the pair. They shielded their faces as Helena pushed back from the building, moving into an observational position.

Once they were clear from the oppresive wind caused by Stormreader Alice and Darian moved to an old wooden trap door that lead to the interior of the building. The dark skinned woman knelt down and tugged at the handle of the door, the aged metal ripping out of the rotted wood. "Whoops," she muttered innocently.

Darian looked at the rusted handle in his wife's hand and simply shrugged. "Just need a new handle," he stated as he listened to the sounds being carries on the winds. The man's ears twitched and moved around slightly as he listened to the city below them.

Alice nodded in response and slammed her fist though the boards, breaking through the door and grabbing the cross beam on the underside. With a swift yank she ripped the door off of its hinges. The woman smiled brightly as she tossed the offending object aside.

Darian walked over to the hole and peered down into the darkness below them. "No ladder," he explained being able to see clearly into the darkness. "I'll go in first," he stated, hopping down into the hole.

"Mom are you there?" Alice asked as she drew her weapon from her back and extended the stock. She then grabbed a small flashlight from the pouch on her leg and attached it to the fore-end of her rifle, turning it on on it's moonlight mode. "We're heading in now, we'll keep in contact with you."