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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 15:58:08 GMT -5
As the group waits to climb the great mountain, Bryen hands out cloths "Tie these around your mouths," he said. "If you fall, it will stop you from screaming and giving us away. Surprise is our only chance of success."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 16:55:50 GMT -5
Bump
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 17:04:41 GMT -5
After a good hour of prep,
Robyn nodded, and took the cloth. She was rather uncomfortable... gagging herself, it was almost as if she was doing the leg work for her own kidnapping.
"Be careful, brother," She said to Nick.
When the others tied the cloth round their mouths, she did the same. It's not like they had not just spent the last 2 days in hear silence. What would another day matter.
After they were all ready, she started the climb.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 17:21:50 GMT -5
In the cold night the sky is clear and beautiful as the full moon shines. Only the chunk chunk of boots is heard. A man after a thousand feet falls as a rock pulls from the mountain and Robyn hears the sickening crunch of bone as he tries screaming despite the risk. Silence shortly follows and they continue.
126 Robyn has no incidents. A third of the way up they stop to rest on a hidden cleft. Gags are removed for water and food. Nick curses silently. "What a way to die."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 17:31:43 GMT -5
Ooc: what skill are you rolling? Agility?
Robyn is more tired than she thought she would be, and leant against the rock, "at least... It would be quick from this height," that was if he had not hit the rocks on the way down. She could not imagine how scary it must be... To fall from the top to the bottom... It would take time... You'd see your fate approach. This was what she meant to Vhagus blackfyre about most people only being able to fall.
She looked up, seeing how far they still had to go. Was four thousand men really worth this? Yes, it was.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 17:41:39 GMT -5
Ooc yea.
Nick nods. "We can only hope." He puts the gag back on and goes to climbing with the others. As they ascend, they are still fifty feet short as dawn begins to break. The guards could come at any moment. Walter puts two of their men on archer over watch. The group clambers to the last few stones leading to the bridge in the castle. Robyn can try for a window or the main balcony.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 17:50:59 GMT -5
Robyn always seemed to go through windows, this time she choose to try and get in via the main balcony. She would just be glad to have somewhat solid ground below her.
As soon as she gets up, she draws her bow, ready to shoot any guardsmen sad sees, without being detected if possible.
(Bows: 85, sneaking 69; observation 52)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 17:57:06 GMT -5
Nick goes for a window, while Ser Walter is right behind the princess. She is quiet as a mouse, but he is somewhat awkward and the pair hear footsteps approaching. At least two sets, and armored. The guardsmen enter the room...
Bow: 157
...and Robyn puts one down immediately. The remaining man flees and calls for aid.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 18:02:07 GMT -5
Robyn swears under her breath as the man leaves to find aid, trying to chase after him before he can alert anyone.
(Sprinting 61, bows 85)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 18:46:22 GMT -5
90 sprint. Te alert is raised.
"The cells!" Walter says. "Hurry!" He runs out the door and to the right. Bryen and most of the men are up now. As she follows Walter, Robyn sees a man dragging a little girl going the other way. Ser Walter doesn't notice.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 18:49:19 GMT -5
Robyn thought about leaving the girl, Lord Gregor being the main priority, but curses and turns, running after the girl, and uses her bow to try and shoot the man trying to pull her away.
(85 bows)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 18:52:22 GMT -5
85 +12=97
Adrenaline makes her aim unreliable, and Robyn shoots the girl in the leg. The poor creature screams in pain and the man looks at her a moment, incredulously. He lifts her to keep running away to the main antechamber.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 18:55:34 GMT -5
Robyn did not want to follow... thinking they had bigger fish to fry, but she had just shot the girl... she couldn't just let her die. She put her bow away and chased after the man and the girl into the antechamber, drawing her short sword.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 21, 2015 18:57:43 GMT -5
The man hits a lever to release a portcullis, but Robyn rolls under it, sword drawn. The circular room is fairly large, with a gaping open hole in the center. The man turns to face her and sees she's alone. "Drop the sword, wench."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Apr 21, 2015 18:59:52 GMT -5
"How about no?" She asked, glaring at the man, looking to see if he was armed... had amour, usual stuff.
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