Ratha is carefully climbing up onto the upper stories of the gunshop, getting ready to break in.
She can see Estelle on the roof, who gets up and glances your way. "I assume we're here for the same reasons?"
Ratha freezes, and her daggers apparate into her hands.
"Relax. I don't want to fight." Estelle climbs down towards you. "You're here to steal some things from O'Loren's, right?"
Deeming she could kill Estelle easily, Ratha lets the daggers fade. "Yeah. They won't take gold, and when I stole a rifle earlier I forgot ammo."
"I'm also here for supplies." Estelle pulls out her flamethrower device. "What say we crash this place together?"
Ratha considers, then nods. "Very well." She gently moves to a window and slides it open quietly.
Estelle silently follows from the ceiling, only her glowing green eyes visible in the dark.
Ratha slowly and carefully slips down the stairs...
Estelle descends from the ceiling on a silken thread, suspended above a machine guarding the door. Suddenly, she leaps onto the guard's shoulders and silently snaps its neck. The machine is caught by another thread before it hits the ground, and Estelle drags it up into the ceiling and out of sight.
Ratha pauses. "Hmm. You could be useful after all."
Estelle just stares at Ratha. "Big words coming from the person who couldn't heal their sword wound."
"What?"
*Btw, that was Sasha. This is someone else.*
*I know. Estelle got confused for a few seconds.*
"Oh crap." Estelle looks panicked. "Sorry! I thought you were Sasha for a second!"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Ratha is carefully climbing up onto the upper stories of the gunshop, getting ready to break in.
She can see Estelle on the roof, who gets up and glances your way. "I assume we're here for the same reasons?"
Ratha freezes, and her daggers apparate into her hands.
"Relax. I don't want to fight." Estelle climbs down towards you. "You're here to steal some things from O'Loren's, right?"
Deeming she could kill Estelle easily, Ratha lets the daggers fade. "Yeah. They won't take gold, and when I stole a rifle earlier I forgot ammo."
"I'm also here for supplies." Estelle pulls out her flamethrower device. "What say we crash this place together?"
Ratha considers, then nods. "Very well." She gently moves to a window and slides it open quietly.
Estelle silently follows from the ceiling, only her glowing green eyes visible in the dark.
Ratha slowly and carefully slips down the stairs...
Estelle descends from the ceiling on a silken thread, suspended above a machine guarding the door. Suddenly, she leaps onto the guard's shoulders and silently snaps its neck. The machine is caught by another thread before it hits the ground, and Estelle drags it up into the ceiling and out of sight.
Ratha pauses. "Hmm. You could be useful after all."
Estelle just stares at Ratha. "Big words coming from the person who couldn't heal their sword wound."
"What?"
*Btw, that was Sasha. This is someone else.*
*I know. Estelle got confused for a few seconds.*
"Oh crap." Estelle looks panicked. "Sorry! I thought you were Sasha for a second!"
"What?"
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Ratha is carefully climbing up onto the upper stories of the gunshop, getting ready to break in.
She can see Estelle on the roof, who gets up and glances your way. "I assume we're here for the same reasons?"
Ratha freezes, and her daggers apparate into her hands.
"Relax. I don't want to fight." Estelle climbs down towards you. "You're here to steal some things from O'Loren's, right?"
Deeming she could kill Estelle easily, Ratha lets the daggers fade. "Yeah. They won't take gold, and when I stole a rifle earlier I forgot ammo."
"I'm also here for supplies." Estelle pulls out her flamethrower device. "What say we crash this place together?"
Ratha considers, then nods. "Very well." She gently moves to a window and slides it open quietly.
Estelle silently follows from the ceiling, only her glowing green eyes visible in the dark.
Ratha slowly and carefully slips down the stairs...
Estelle descends from the ceiling on a silken thread, suspended above a machine guarding the door. Suddenly, she leaps onto the guard's shoulders and silently snaps its neck. The machine is caught by another thread before it hits the ground, and Estelle drags it up into the ceiling and out of sight.
Ratha pauses. "Hmm. You could be useful after all."
Estelle just stares at Ratha. "Big words coming from the person who couldn't heal their sword wound."
"What?"
*Btw, that was Sasha. This is someone else.*
*I know. Estelle got confused for a few seconds.*
"Oh crap." Estelle looks panicked. "Sorry! I thought you were Sasha for a second!"
"What?"
"I... I..." Estelle is at a loss for words. She can't think of anything to say.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Ratha is carefully climbing up onto the upper stories of the gunshop, getting ready to break in.
She can see Estelle on the roof, who gets up and glances your way. "I assume we're here for the same reasons?"
Ratha freezes, and her daggers apparate into her hands.
"Relax. I don't want to fight." Estelle climbs down towards you. "You're here to steal some things from O'Loren's, right?"
Deeming she could kill Estelle easily, Ratha lets the daggers fade. "Yeah. They won't take gold, and when I stole a rifle earlier I forgot ammo."
"I'm also here for supplies." Estelle pulls out her flamethrower device. "What say we crash this place together?"
Ratha considers, then nods. "Very well." She gently moves to a window and slides it open quietly.
Estelle silently follows from the ceiling, only her glowing green eyes visible in the dark.
Ratha slowly and carefully slips down the stairs...
Estelle descends from the ceiling on a silken thread, suspended above a machine guarding the door. Suddenly, she leaps onto the guard's shoulders and silently snaps its neck. The machine is caught by another thread before it hits the ground, and Estelle drags it up into the ceiling and out of sight.
Ratha pauses. "Hmm. You could be useful after all."
Estelle just stares at Ratha. "Big words coming from the person who couldn't heal their sword wound."
"What?"
*Btw, that was Sasha. This is someone else.*
*I know. Estelle got confused for a few seconds.*
"Oh crap." Estelle looks panicked. "Sorry! I thought you were Sasha for a second!"
"What?"
"I... I..." Estelle is at a loss for words. She can't think of anything to say.
"...Never mind. I... knew a Sasha once. I thought you were talking about her." Ratha turns and carefully looks for rifle rounds that fit the rifle she took.
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Ratha is carefully climbing up onto the upper stories of the gunshop, getting ready to break in.
She can see Estelle on the roof, who gets up and glances your way. "I assume we're here for the same reasons?"
Ratha freezes, and her daggers apparate into her hands.
"Relax. I don't want to fight." Estelle climbs down towards you. "You're here to steal some things from O'Loren's, right?"
Deeming she could kill Estelle easily, Ratha lets the daggers fade. "Yeah. They won't take gold, and when I stole a rifle earlier I forgot ammo."
"I'm also here for supplies." Estelle pulls out her flamethrower device. "What say we crash this place together?"
Ratha considers, then nods. "Very well." She gently moves to a window and slides it open quietly.
Estelle silently follows from the ceiling, only her glowing green eyes visible in the dark.
Ratha slowly and carefully slips down the stairs...
Estelle descends from the ceiling on a silken thread, suspended above a machine guarding the door. Suddenly, she leaps onto the guard's shoulders and silently snaps its neck. The machine is caught by another thread before it hits the ground, and Estelle drags it up into the ceiling and out of sight.
Ratha pauses. "Hmm. You could be useful after all."
Estelle just stares at Ratha. "Big words coming from the person who couldn't heal their sword wound."
"What?"
*Btw, that was Sasha. This is someone else.*
*I know. Estelle got confused for a few seconds.*
"Oh crap." Estelle looks panicked. "Sorry! I thought you were Sasha for a second!"
"What?"
"I... I..." Estelle is at a loss for words. She can't think of anything to say.
"...Never mind. I... knew a Sasha once. I thought you were talking about her." Ratha turns and carefully looks for rifle rounds that fit the rifle she took.
Estelle isn't sure what to say. She just follows Ratha.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Ratha is carefully climbing up onto the upper stories of the gunshop, getting ready to break in.
She can see Estelle on the roof, who gets up and glances your way. "I assume we're here for the same reasons?"
Ratha freezes, and her daggers apparate into her hands.
"Relax. I don't want to fight." Estelle climbs down towards you. "You're here to steal some things from O'Loren's, right?"
Deeming she could kill Estelle easily, Ratha lets the daggers fade. "Yeah. They won't take gold, and when I stole a rifle earlier I forgot ammo."
"I'm also here for supplies." Estelle pulls out her flamethrower device. "What say we crash this place together?"
Ratha considers, then nods. "Very well." She gently moves to a window and slides it open quietly.
Estelle silently follows from the ceiling, only her glowing green eyes visible in the dark.
Ratha slowly and carefully slips down the stairs...
Estelle descends from the ceiling on a silken thread, suspended above a machine guarding the door. Suddenly, she leaps onto the guard's shoulders and silently snaps its neck. The machine is caught by another thread before it hits the ground, and Estelle drags it up into the ceiling and out of sight.
Ratha pauses. "Hmm. You could be useful after all."
Estelle just stares at Ratha. "Big words coming from the person who couldn't heal their sword wound."
"What?"
*Btw, that was Sasha. This is someone else.*
*I know. Estelle got confused for a few seconds.*
"Oh crap." Estelle looks panicked. "Sorry! I thought you were Sasha for a second!"
"What?"
"I... I..." Estelle is at a loss for words. She can't think of anything to say.
"...Never mind. I... knew a Sasha once. I thought you were talking about her." Ratha turns and carefully looks for rifle rounds that fit the rifle she took.
Estelle isn't sure what to say. She just follows Ratha.
"Anyways, it has to be a different Sasha, for several reasons. A) Sasha was killed in front of me... B) She could never be mistaken for me..." She sounds like she's trying to convince herself.
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Ratha is carefully climbing up onto the upper stories of the gunshop, getting ready to break in.
She can see Estelle on the roof, who gets up and glances your way. "I assume we're here for the same reasons?"
Ratha freezes, and her daggers apparate into her hands.
"Relax. I don't want to fight." Estelle climbs down towards you. "You're here to steal some things from O'Loren's, right?"
Deeming she could kill Estelle easily, Ratha lets the daggers fade. "Yeah. They won't take gold, and when I stole a rifle earlier I forgot ammo."
"I'm also here for supplies." Estelle pulls out her flamethrower device. "What say we crash this place together?"
Ratha considers, then nods. "Very well." She gently moves to a window and slides it open quietly.
Estelle silently follows from the ceiling, only her glowing green eyes visible in the dark.
Ratha slowly and carefully slips down the stairs...
Estelle descends from the ceiling on a silken thread, suspended above a machine guarding the door. Suddenly, she leaps onto the guard's shoulders and silently snaps its neck. The machine is caught by another thread before it hits the ground, and Estelle drags it up into the ceiling and out of sight.
Ratha pauses. "Hmm. You could be useful after all."
Estelle just stares at Ratha. "Big words coming from the person who couldn't heal their sword wound."
"What?"
*Btw, that was Sasha. This is someone else.*
*I know. Estelle got confused for a few seconds.*
"Oh crap." Estelle looks panicked. "Sorry! I thought you were Sasha for a second!"
"What?"
"I... I..." Estelle is at a loss for words. She can't think of anything to say.
"...Never mind. I... knew a Sasha once. I thought you were talking about her." Ratha turns and carefully looks for rifle rounds that fit the rifle she took.
Estelle isn't sure what to say. She just follows Ratha.
"Anyways, it has to be a different Sasha, for several reasons. A) Sasha was killed in front of me... B) She could never be mistaken for me..." She sounds like she's trying to convince herself.
"I..." Estelle tries to speak up, but guilt swallows her words.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Ratha is carefully climbing up onto the upper stories of the gunshop, getting ready to break in.
She can see Estelle on the roof, who gets up and glances your way. "I assume we're here for the same reasons?"
Ratha freezes, and her daggers apparate into her hands.
"Relax. I don't want to fight." Estelle climbs down towards you. "You're here to steal some things from O'Loren's, right?"
Deeming she could kill Estelle easily, Ratha lets the daggers fade. "Yeah. They won't take gold, and when I stole a rifle earlier I forgot ammo."
"I'm also here for supplies." Estelle pulls out her flamethrower device. "What say we crash this place together?"
Ratha considers, then nods. "Very well." She gently moves to a window and slides it open quietly.
Estelle silently follows from the ceiling, only her glowing green eyes visible in the dark.
Ratha slowly and carefully slips down the stairs...
Estelle descends from the ceiling on a silken thread, suspended above a machine guarding the door. Suddenly, she leaps onto the guard's shoulders and silently snaps its neck. The machine is caught by another thread before it hits the ground, and Estelle drags it up into the ceiling and out of sight.
Ratha pauses. "Hmm. You could be useful after all."
Estelle just stares at Ratha. "Big words coming from the person who couldn't heal their sword wound."
"What?"
*Btw, that was Sasha. This is someone else.*
*I know. Estelle got confused for a few seconds.*
"Oh crap." Estelle looks panicked. "Sorry! I thought you were Sasha for a second!"
"What?"
"I... I..." Estelle is at a loss for words. She can't think of anything to say.
"...Never mind. I... knew a Sasha once. I thought you were talking about her." Ratha turns and carefully looks for rifle rounds that fit the rifle she took.
Estelle isn't sure what to say. She just follows Ratha.
"Anyways, it has to be a different Sasha, for several reasons. A) Sasha was killed in front of me... B) She could never be mistaken for me..." She sounds like she's trying to convince herself.
"I..." Estelle tries to speak up, but guilt swallows her words.
Ratha shrugs and hauls up the correct rounds. "Grab what you need. This seems like a good establishment; I don't want to take what I don't have too."
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Estelle, about an hour later, climbs out the window. Her bag, satchel, and two of her arms are full of various machine parts and weaponry. Struggling to carry it all, she awkwardly slinks into the shadows of an alley.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Estelle, about an hour later, climbs out the window. Her bag, satchel, and two of her arms are full of various machine parts and weaponry. Struggling to carry it all, she awkwardly slinks into the shadows of an alley.
And as soon as the goods gets taken out of the building, alarms start blaring out, lights turning on.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Estelle, about an hour later, climbs out the window. Her bag, satchel, and two of her arms are full of various machine parts and weaponry. Struggling to carry it all, she awkwardly slinks into the shadows of an alley.
And as soon as the goods gets taken out of the building, alarms start blaring out, lights turning on.
Heh, Ratha went out first an hour earlier, so wouldn't Estelle be stuck in there? Oops.
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Estelle, about an hour later, climbs out the window. Her bag, satchel, and two of her arms are full of various machine parts and weaponry. Struggling to carry it all, she awkwardly slinks into the shadows of an alley.
And as soon as the goods gets taken out of the building, alarms start blaring out, lights turning on.
Heh, Ratha went out first an hour earlier, so wouldn't Estelle be stuck in there? Oops.
Estelle runs as fast as her legs can carry her. She clambers up the side of a building, and runs along the rooftops as far as she can.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Estelle, about an hour later, climbs out the window. Her bag, satchel, and two of her arms are full of various machine parts and weaponry. Struggling to carry it all, she awkwardly slinks into the shadows of an alley.
And as soon as the goods gets taken out of the building, alarms start blaring out, lights turning on.
Heh, Ratha went out first an hour earlier, so wouldn't Estelle be stuck in there? Oops.
Estelle runs as fast as her legs can carry her. She clambers up the side of a building, and runs along the rooftops as far as she can.
Considering half the block was asleep, she makes a relatively clean getaway.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Zander returns to his base and looks at the building it’s on. If he can he tried enter. If there’s a locked windows or door then thieves tools 15.
It just seems to be a dirty, old abandoned building. There were locks, but they are undone already.
Well, It’s an improvement from living on the roof.
Zander starts cleaning it as best he can and setting up sleeping areas for his allies, when that’s done he starts improving security. Moving stuff to block other entrances, setting up small piles of stuff that’s easy to knock over and will make a racket near the doors. Finding ways to abuse any verticality of the building.
Estelle, about an hour later, climbs out the window. Her bag, satchel, and two of her arms are full of various machine parts and weaponry. Struggling to carry it all, she awkwardly slinks into the shadows of an alley.
And as soon as the goods gets taken out of the building, alarms start blaring out, lights turning on.
Heh, Ratha went out first an hour earlier, so wouldn't Estelle be stuck in there? Oops.
Estelle runs as fast as her legs can carry her. She clambers up the side of a building, and runs along the rooftops as far as she can.
Considering half the block was asleep, she makes a relatively clean getaway.
Estelle looks around for somewhere quiet to work. Preferably abandoned.
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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*I know. Estelle got confused for a few seconds.*
"Oh crap." Estelle looks panicked. "Sorry! I thought you were Sasha for a second!"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"What?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"I... I..." Estelle is at a loss for words. She can't think of anything to say.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"...Never mind. I... knew a Sasha once. I thought you were talking about her." Ratha turns and carefully looks for rifle rounds that fit the rifle she took.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Estelle isn't sure what to say. She just follows Ratha.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Anyways, it has to be a different Sasha, for several reasons. A) Sasha was killed in front of me... B) She could never be mistaken for me..." She sounds like she's trying to convince herself.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"I..." Estelle tries to speak up, but guilt swallows her words.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Ratha shrugs and hauls up the correct rounds. "Grab what you need. This seems like a good establishment; I don't want to take what I don't have too."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Okay..." Estelle is very uncomfortable, but she tries to hide it. (Deception: 20.) She grabs a large bag and follows Ratha.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Ratha just ignores Estelle and slips out the window. She gives Estelle a nod and slips away in the night.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Estelle, about an hour later, climbs out the window. Her bag, satchel, and two of her arms are full of various machine parts and weaponry. Struggling to carry it all, she awkwardly slinks into the shadows of an alley.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Zander continues to look for open stores
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
And as soon as the goods gets taken out of the building, alarms start blaring out, lights turning on.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Heh, Ratha went out first an hour earlier, so wouldn't Estelle be stuck in there? Oops.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Zander returns to his base and looks at the building it’s on. If he can he tried enter. If there’s a locked windows or door then thieves tools 16.
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
It just seems to be a dirty, old abandoned building. There were locks, but they are undone already.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Estelle runs as fast as her legs can carry her. She clambers up the side of a building, and runs along the rooftops as far as she can.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Considering half the block was asleep, she makes a relatively clean getaway.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Well, It’s an improvement from living on the roof.
Zander starts cleaning it as best he can and setting up sleeping areas for his allies, when that’s done he starts improving security. Moving stuff to block other entrances, setting up small piles of stuff that’s easy to knock over and will make a racket near the doors. Finding ways to abuse any verticality of the building.
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
Estelle looks around for somewhere quiet to work. Preferably abandoned.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)