Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160205120927/@comment-24696651-20160220150228

Cynric hung there for a moment, thinking. He couldn't see a well, which meant they either had a nearby watering hole for water, or they had large supplies of rum or other alcoholic drink in the cellars of the fort.

When he couldn't see any guards on the wall looking his way, he slipped onto the ramparts and then quickly shimmied down into the courtyard, sticking close to the dark patches unlit by torches. He looked around for an entrance into the main area of the fort.