Syl swings along in his usual, ambling method of walking. He scratches the back of his neck and cranes his head upwards. "Are we feeling like another stealthy mission? I don't like going through without any foreknowledge." If nobody objects, Syl will take a quick, inconspicuous jog around the windmill and peek through the windows within.

Here's what you can see so far. Rooms have 15-foot-high ceilings, with 10-foot-high passages and 7-foot-high doorways connecting them. Doors are wooden, closed, and unlocked. The walls are covered with graffiti, and the stone floors are strewn with garbage and detritus. Windows are empty lead frames without glass. There are no light sources.

Kasha looks at everyone expectantly, wondering what they should do. 

Naumick shrugs, looking up. "If we could get a rope up there, we could sneak in from the top. Folks may be expecting trouble through the front door, not from the roof. Otherwise, I say we go in quick, hard and messy," he says, stopping to chuckle at his own dirty mind. "Sometimes simple is best."

"Quick, hard, and messy! I like it that way too!" Kasha blurted out. "Let's do it! YAAA!"

She runs up to the door, tries to shoulder it open, and slams against it solidly, but it doesn't open, and she slumps to the ground, rubbing her shoulder. After a moment, the door, unlocked, slowly creaks open.

"Kasha, stay behind me."  Bruvir called out as he took out his Warhammer and crossed the threshold into the tower.  As he did so, he took a defensive position to try and cover for the others as they entered in case there were enemies lying in wait.

• Perception once inside: 9

Kasha rolled out of the way like a child down a grass hill and let you pass.

The first room of W2 (there are many) contains 2 homeless people who have, apparently,  made dens for themselves out of old furnishings and things salvaged from garbage piles. They startle when you approach, looking very afraid. They definitely don't look like cultists.

After following her friends to the windmill, Feliara looked at it rather curious. Surely there were better places to do a ritual, less... Flammable. She sighed and grunted when she saw Kasha try to bullrush the door. She approached her and helped her stand up, cleaning her clothes with a few pats before looking inside.

"You okay, hon? And... Be careful guys, we don't know what could be a trap! We're talking about Asmodeus, he really sounds powerful in the songs, so I bet there will be magic around here!"

Naumick watches Kasha bounce off the door, grimacing a little. "Well, I mean, I might have tried to be a little bit stealthier," he says, smiling. "What's done is done." He puts away his crossbow, grabbing his blades and follows the others. 

"Yeah, ouch - didn't see the door there." she admits, dusting herself off. The squatters look afraid, like cops about to bust lowly criminals.

Seeing the squatters in the Windmill, Bruvir lowered his hammer and approached them with his usually tact and grace.  "Have either of you seen anything fishy going on around here?  We were told that there's dark work going on somewhere within these walls."   

• Intimidation (if needed?) (advantage due to subclass): 23
• Insight to guage their reactions (advantage due to subclass): 22

"Yes! Please don't hurt us! Two people upstairs! We don't know nothing else!"

Naumick nods to Bruvir wordlessly and begins stealthily moving up the stairs.

Stealth: 15
Perception: 7

W1

A curved set of stone stairs climbs 20 feet to the upper level. The stairs are covered with bird droppings, broken roof shingles, mud, and mold.

W5

An ancient millstone lies under a jumble of debris that includes machinery and pieces of the collapsed roof. Dust and cobwebs cover everything. You can hear commotion coming from W7.

"I have to pee!" Kasha whispers nervously.

The eladrin surely didn't like that damned place. Small and ideal for a trap, it was obvious that getting caught there would lead to some disaster. When she heard Kasha, she sighed before signaling the others to stop. It was a bad idea to continue without a member of the group, so waiting for the half-elf to do her necessities was crucial.

"Go outside, we'll wait for you. And be careful little one"

Hearing the commotion in the other room, Bruvir turned to the others and whispered, "Are we charging in?"

"I can't go with you all watching!" Kasha whispers to Feli, embarrassed, doing a little dance in place.

"Not here, Kasha. Go outside and do it, we'll wait for you"

Feliara whispered before looking at her other partners, waiting for either their aproval or another idea to solve that little problem.

Naumick looks incredulously at the two having a discussion about bathroom breaks, shaking his head. He looks to Bruvir. "Let me see if I can get a peek to figure out what's what." He moves to the door of W7, and tries to quietly peek in.

Stealth: 25
Perception: 14

Sylivar shadows Naumick, equally more focused on the current task at hand. Perhaps they would find a bathroom somewhere. 

Stealth: 18

Nom, as you peek in, you can see two humanoid cultists handing something to a spined devil.

Kasha, in the bushes outside, goes about her business.