"Out the window is too obvious. And to be frank, I neither have the arms for, nor am dressed for, climbing sheer walls. The tunnel it is. Just a moment."
She turns and gets her things from her room, then advises, "Search the tower quickly, take anything that looks useful. We won't have other supplies after this until we reach the Keep."
When that was done, Arcata went back to the hidden opening. "A great rot has set into this part of the world," she said with a grimace as she looked around. "I can't help but think these events are related. The fall of the Keep, and the...changing of these dwarves."
She looked at the tower's door, torn. "Are we doing the right thing, fleeing? What if we could fix this, instead of leaving it to fester? It all comes down to that cursed medallion, I'm sure of it. If I had time to study it maybe..."