Rintol Tower Job - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
18/9/475
Log
The competitors gather outside of a very large tower situated in the forest on the west side of the river. On a podium stands a small rabbit girl bouncing with excitement. "Thank you for coming!" she shouts out as she dances about. Hopping down she says "Today is a competition to find the mirror we hid in the tower. We paid a nice snake lady bunches to hang onto it and play keep away from you all. You have to find her and get the mirror and come back to me and you win! The prize is a kiss from momma!" she says and points to her mother in the crowd, who rolls her eyes and holds up a bag of crowns and a monogramed shield. "You get the crowns and a shield once used by a very famous knight." she says and gives her daughter a look. "The rules are don't break my mirror, don't break the tower, don't seriously hurt anyone, and have funsies! Feel free to team up! GO!" With "GO!" a dozen competitors rush into the tower.
Darquan stands in the crowd that has gathered, having come with his emplyer at her request. He is outfitted in nothing more than a loincloth, which shows off his body quite well for those who are wanting to look and such. At the conclusion of the little meeting the 7 foot gator looks down to the feline nearby and asks, "Shall we head in and see what we can see?"
Peril chuckles softly, arms folded across her chest as she looked over the crowd, wondering just who the competitors were or if it was to be a massive free for all. With a flick of her tail and thought hmm she stepped out from the gathered people to get a better look and see if there were any familiar faces about, in particular one sneaky snake she knew who was find of explosions. Not really having the best point of view to study the peoples faces she waved her hand toward the gator nearby, singling him closer
The competitors have all left Peril and Darquan in the dust, rushing into the tower. The little girl ses Darquan and Peril standing outside and pouts, stamping a foot. She pushes the two of them towards the door. "Come on you're going to lose!" she says with a sense of urgency. Clearly this is an important event to the little girl.
Darquan settles to a crouch beside Peril when she motions to him, and goes so far as to pick her up and place him on his shoulders in piggyback style just before they are pushed in by their impatient hostess! He chuckles and enters the tower, definitely in no rush to get anywhere. If his employer has other things in mind, he will definitely do that instead.
Peril rolls her eyes at the little bunnies instant pushing, but quite happily accepted the gators offered hand, climbing up over his shoulders and taking up her perch behind his head where she got a much different perspective than her normal view from roughly waist high offered. �I don't trust old creepy tower. This clearly might be a clever ploy, and the little bunny could actually be the minion of a dark lich bent on controlling all the people of Firmament! But just in case we better take part anyway so we can win! Onward toward victory� the little cat cries as she points out over the males head toward the tower door
As the group enters the tower they can see a few competitors are searching high and low through the heavily decorated first floor. It looks as though someone is living here. A hog has completely emptied a wardrobe and a beaver is peering behind furniture. There is a staircase leading higher in the tower, as well as a couple of offshoot rooms. It doesn't look like anyone here has found anything promising.
Darquan holds onto the ankles of the feline while she remains perched on his shoulders. With the large group simply rummaging through this initial floor it doesn't take the gator very long to start heading toward the stairs. He retains the slow, unhurried gait of one who is in no rush to get anywhere quickly. He has a feeling the objective will not be hiding where she can't even fit along with the mirror.
Peril couldn�t really do much from her perch on Darquan's shoulders other than look over the scene with a scene of wonder at the chaos being unleashed upon someone's home. leaning forward with head bowed down, the cat could looks into one of the males eyes as she spoke "Maybe I am just paranoid and someone really just didn't think very carefully about what would happen when they sent an army of people in to tear the place apart looking for something, but doesn't this seem a touch odd to you? Do we know who has been living here?"
As the gator and feline ascend the stairs they pass a small parrot knocked out, presumably having come to a stop here after moving quite a distance. Up ahead there is a turn off into another set of rooms, and beyond that the stairs just keep going.
Darquan nods, "That is why I am not ransacking the place but instead moving through the area as if I lived here." He turns his attention to the next set of stairs and cocks his head slightly, "Hmmm. My instincts tell me there's water ahead, yet not exactly of what sort. Good? Bad?" He proceeds toward the next set of stairs, ignoring the parrot completely while taking a glance around at what is blatantly visible the entire time.
Peril drums her fingers on the top of the males head before giving him a light tap on the snout to get his attention. Extending her arm out to where he could see it the little feline pointed down toward the ground "You better put me down. There is more than a little suspicious activity going on here. No sense in both of us walking into any traps we come across. I think someone's using all these people to get their dirty work done. Its what I would do, only less subtle".
Up the stairs there are multiple competitors on their backs, groaning and rubbing their heads. There is a faint giggling somewhere nearby as a loud "Oof" echos the floor.
Darquan sets the feline down onto her own feet just before they ascend the stairs to the next level. Perhaps a good thing, too, for what they see next has him grinning, "Looters getting what they deserve for rushing recklessly into situations they should not." A chuckle while he actually turns to head in the direction the noises are coming from, "I'll go greet our hostess while you continue the search?"
Peril nods to the male as she regains her feet, already beginning to think about the presence of water magic and working out how she could find the source of it. "Sure. Keep your wits about you though". Moving slowly and cautiously, with ears up and eyes scanning the room, she moved toward the doorway, checking high and low and most importantly directly overhead and underfoot, knowing a nasty surprise could come from any direction.
The room is full of childrens toys, with a small bed situated in the center of it all. The room Darquan looks to appears to have artwork in it, a statue blocking view of the room past the door.
With the noises having come from the room that he enters, or at least he thinks it was this room, the Gator enters it further, walking around the statue that apparently is blocking his view of things. Why this would be here is beyond him. A room of art? If nothing else is in the room he actually takes the time to examine the art, admiring what he can and such. Nothing is touched, though.
Peril regards the bell very suspiciously, but doesn't let that distract her from the other items in the room, in particular the other looters already fallen to whatever trap or attack had struck within the space. Staying close to the wall she begins to move around the edge of the floor, picking her steps carefully to avoid stepping on anything while pausing to nudge at any toys or loose items that lay close to her path.
