A bit jittery, Corrin turns to the others. "Yes, we should prepare." Following suit, he casts aid on Orilo, Elya (before she door smashes) and Leo.

How come the big guy never gets on her case? She's the one who actually does reckless shit. Anborn thinks as Elya just tosses the idea of subtlety right out the window.

Orilo glances up at the windmill one last time, squints at something. "Wait, Elya." He takes one last cursory look around, frowns, then steps up to the door himself. "On second thought. Let's try a quieter approach? On the off chance they sleep, or have less time to hide any children on the premise." If need be, Ori puts a hand on Elya's main maul support arm and guides it back down. Then, he goes to open the door. And if that doesn't work, he breaks out the thieve's tools.

"Fine, I'll wait. But we're not here to determine if there's been any wrongdoing, we're here to kill these hags and save whatever children we can. Whatever you're going to do, do it quickly."

"Just follow and keep quiet. Or lead the way and do the same. Either which way, let's save the noise for the real encounter." He starts to turn away, then looks back to her. "Oh, and.. if they offer a deal. I don't need to tell all this, but... don't take it. There's always a step a cost." At that, he eyes Elya closely for a moment, and then if the door was unlocked or easily picked, steps inside to start looking around. 

Elya glares at Orilo as he eyes her, "I don't deal with monsters."

She follows him inside, maul at the ready.

Anborn follows in after Elya and Oreo. "We're in the monster-killing business. Negotiating with them kinda messes that up, don't you think?"

Corrin follows, glancing about curiously. 

Perception: 15

Winter stalks behind the others (low key thankful in regards to Orilio stopping Elya from busting the door down), wanting to mostly be unseen while keeping her eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary.

Stealth (if needed): 29
Perception: 26

Elya's glare is met not with the same. But rather, the expression of one whose heard similar in the past, only to be met with disappointment. "You'll see what I mean if they decide to try with you lot. And know you've been warned." He said while making his way quietly inside the windmill. In chain, Orilo was hardly the quietest. Yet, he moved or tried to move with a certain practiced carefulness of one used to trying all the same. In doing so, he keep his more divine blessed senses open for any sign of fey, fiend, celestial(hah!), or undead in the area. 

Stealth: 10.

Forgot the disadvantage: 13.

Elya rolls her eyes at Orilo's warning before beginning (trying) to move stealthily.

Stealth: 5

Initiative: 13

"Oh you of little faith. Have we not proven to be up to the task so far?" Anborn says.

Stealth:3

Luck: 8

Initiative: 15

Anborn will cast Beacon of Hope as he enters. "Something to protect the mind and body. Might as well get it up now than wait for shit to go down." All allies within 30 feet of Anborn have advantage on Wisdom Saves and Death Saves. Also, whenever you drink a potion or cast a healing spell, treat it as if you rolled max value on all of your dice.

Initiative: 5

Initative: 23

Orilo grunted in mild amusement, but neither confirms or denies Anborn's statement about faith. Not yet, at least. But anyone looking closely at the goliath after would note a brief look of concern on his face.

Initiative: 21.

GROUND FLOOR

The ground floor has been converted into a makeshift kitchen, but the room is filthy. Baskets and old dishware are piled everywhere. Adding to the clutter is a peddler’s cart, a chicken coop, a heavy wooden trunk, and a pretty wooden cabinet with flowers painted on its doors. In addition to the clucking of the chickens, you hear toads croaking. The sweet smell of pastries blends horridly with a stench that burns your nostrils. The awful odor comes out of an open, upright barrel in the center of the room. Warmth issues from a brick oven against one wall, and a crumbling staircase ascends the wall across from it. Shrieks and cackles from somewhere higher up cause the old mill to shudder. Small human bones litter the flagstone floor.

Winter vanishes.

Something appears to be baking in the oven. The chicken coop contains three chickens, a rooster, and a few laid eggs. The wooden trunk has tiny holes bored into its lid.

Winter23, Elya13, Oreo11, Corrin5, Anborn1

Anborn ever so slowly moves up to the wooden chest. "If you're a child trapped by evil hags, knock three times and my friends and I will get you out of here."

The crate responds by croaking back.

"I said knock, not croak. Can you at least give me a name?" And as Anborn waits for a response he turns to ask the rest of his comrades a question. "Do you think that we should go up to fight those monsters or try and see if we can't find a way to get one of them to break away and come down here?"