THROUGH DARK AND TWIST [FORUM RPG']

@Mirak (sorry, didn't see the part where you tried to force the door down).




You throw yourself against the bars, heedless of the woman who is in front of them at the time - just wanting to force your way out. With a loud clang, the whole cell door rocks back and forth in its frame. You give another almighty bash and the door comes flying off, hitting the woman in front of you and clanging loudly off the door of the other cell holding the red-head, pushing it open with such force that the man is pushed over onto his back.

Your door is now open and you may leave the cell. Or you could if the door wasn't in the way, on top of the woman.




A very loud clash of body-to-metal from directly behind you is all the warning you get, but unfortunately you don't manage to get out of the way in time as a large iron-wrought door flies off it's hinges and slams into your back! You collapse forward from the force and the door slams into the now-unlocked one in front of you, rocks back, and lands on top of you.

-4 HP


You are trapped underneath the door and cannot move until it is removed.




One moment you're contemplating whether or not to trust Jane, the next you've been sent tumbling backwards after a very loud, very violent force of door meets door. You land on your back, but thankfully no injury is taken. Looking up, you can see Jane took the brunt of the force, however, her crumpled form struggling under what you assume is quite a heavy door. A brown-haired man - the same from the cell across from yours - stands in the place that you assume the other door once stood.

The way out of your cell is blocked by a large iron cell door.




You are watching the woman and red-haired man talk to each other, when a loud crash eminates from the cell to the left of you. You watch in shock as a door appears out of no-where, slams into the back of the woman in green, then into the door opposite where the red-haired man was standing. He is now fallen back into his cell, the flying door bounced off his and landing on the lady, trapping her beneath!


A loud crash can be heard from the cell block to the right. The occupants stand to attention in alarm and listen carefully for any more sounds, reluctant to leave the cards and coins on the table in front of them.




+1 Blanket scrap



+1 Empty Bucket

You give the cell a thorough checking. The bucket in the corner is empty, but full of holes - probably the reason the cell isn't inhabited at this time. The table is solid and seems to be bolted to the floor. There are no hidden compartments that you can find, or anything of interest pertaining to it.

You search through the bed - there is no blanket on it and the straw is fresher than your own, though still quite rank. The pillow is a brick-like construct of straw and you doubt it would be useful for anything. You pick through the straw carefully, using what little light there is to try and find anything in it, but ultimately your search is futile.

You throw the door aside with a very loud crash, and it lands next to the wooden door - instead of on a person, thankfully.

The guy in the cell to the right seems to be getting antsy, constantly making impossible-to-ignore comments about how nice it would be to finally be free of his cell.






You try a few ways to force the lock open - from slamming into the bars with your frail mage body (owie) to sticking your fingers inside the mechanism and trying to pick it. Unfortunately, it looks like you might just have to wait for someone to get you out of this pickle.





The weight has been lifted off you and you can finally move again! You are still injured, though, but it is only a minor injury.










The bucket is full of holes that apparently leaked a lot of faeces out of it. Not something a sane person would ever, ever, ever consider putting anywhere near their face. That it would make a terrible helmet that would blind you and be less than useful in battle is only an incidental matter in comparison.





Like a crazed loon you try to pull the sconce - which is built into the wall itself and made of stone, thus more than a little hot from the oil-burning flames within - from the wall. Unfortunately you meet with little luck, though you do burn your hands whilst doing so.





You quickly pick the lock, but you can feel the lockpick bending at an unnatural angle half-way through. You just manage to get the tumbler to turn when you feel the lockpick snap.


-1 Lockpick







They stand and make their way to the door after another loud crash can be heard coming from behind it. One signals to the other to stand back and they prepare to open it...