KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
On the upper floor,
It wasn't much. Half of the room was just gone, broken open and exposed to the elements. But miraculously, the section that remained, closest to the doors, seemed almost perfectly intact. Save for a dusting of snow on the surfaces there were shelves full of teas and salves, creates of bandage and even a kit with surgery tools tucked in under a table. But though the treasure was in sight, the room was not safe, and looked ready to crumble away at the slightest disturbance.
Noah's suggestion of breaking the hinges worked like a charm. With a creak and a groan the metal broke, and soon they were able to enter the shed. Debris from the falling Palace had done serious damage to one section of the building, and though there were both chopped and sawn timber lying in stacks before them, the sleds and pulleys used to transport it were half buried under heavy beams. Noah has a choice to make; carry as much as the team could by hand, or risk extracting the sled? Touching the wrong pile might bring the whole roof down.
Meanwhile, Korbin's group found that the remaining towers were dangerously unsteady. Rather than risking someone's life and the remaining structure, he made the decision to simply seal them all off. With some luck, there would be a handful of good sized rooms available for use until the season turned. Better than nothing; at least the Warden wouldn't have to work out of the Kraai's beer cellar.
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Third round!
Wessex made it safely to the infirmary. Half of the room is gone and the rest looks like it'll crumble at any moment, but there is a trove of supplies just sitting there. Will she risk it?
Chulane finds that much of the food storage has collapsed, and while some may still be salvaged, his team is short handed. Can he find a way to bring it all back before the rest of his group succumb to the cold, and if not, which food will he choose to save?
Noah got the door open and finds a wealth of lumber, but all the sleds and pulleys are half buried under rubble and the roof looks unsafe. Will he risk digging them out, or bring back only what they can all carry?
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.