TallIan
Explorer
Sacred Stone Monastery, Day 7, Late Evening
There is no light spilling from around the doors. Although they are sturdy they are very roughly made and it proves easy to find a gap. The smell of unwashed humanity and excrement is overpowering and inside you can see six miserable looking people crammed into a space barely big enough for half that number.
Four are huddled together on a straw pallet, another two are sitting facing each other, one seems to be tending to the other while they whisper to each other. "...doing this. ...appreciate it ... chance of ... here. ... that ... rescue ... find ..."
Testing the door, you find it locked.
There is no light spilling from around the doors. Although they are sturdy they are very roughly made and it proves easy to find a gap. The smell of unwashed humanity and excrement is overpowering and inside you can see six miserable looking people crammed into a space barely big enough for half that number.
Four are huddled together on a straw pallet, another two are sitting facing each other, one seems to be tending to the other while they whisper to each other. "...doing this. ...appreciate it ... chance of ... here. ... that ... rescue ... find ..."
Testing the door, you find it locked.