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<blockquote data-quote="Rookseye" data-source="post: 2849373" data-attributes="member: 18211">After the dresser has been pushed in front of the door to serve as a makeshift barricade, Sykes roughly overturns the wooden table and drags it to the base of the ladder leading to the loft, positioning it in such a way as to create a rough &quot;bunker&quot; facing anything that should burst through the door. He unsheathes his knife and plants it in the back of the knotty wooden table, along with his hatchet, to keep them in easy reach. Working quickly, trying to block out the horrid, yearning growls of the creatures, he prepares as many powder loads as possible, laying out his lead in an even line, before placing the last of the balls in his musket and priming it. Not certain if there is any time left to shout a warning, he calls to Abcott,&quot;Remain above, Mister Abcott! I will watch the door and Speid will man the windows. If anything should come upon our backs, fire upon it, drop furniture upon it, hail down a storm of Godly invective upon it if need be! The time will come when we will need to mount the ladder ourselves and make a stand above, so be ready to defend us as we mount thy ladder!&quot;As vicious crunching sounds begin to emanate from the rough-hewn doorway, Sykes swallows and begs God and all his host for the courage to weather the assault. A visceral will to survive begins to supersede all other rational thought, and the Lord's Prayer begins to spill softly from his lips, almost of its own accord.&quot;Pater noster qui es in caelis: sanctificetur nomen tuum...&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Rookseye, post: 2849373, member: 18211"] After the dresser has been pushed in front of the door to serve as a makeshift barricade, Sykes roughly overturns the wooden table and drags it to the base of the ladder leading to the loft, positioning it in such a way as to create a rough "bunker" facing anything that should burst through the door. He unsheathes his knife and plants it in the back of the knotty wooden table, along with his hatchet, to keep them in easy reach. Working quickly, trying to block out the horrid, yearning growls of the creatures, he prepares as many powder loads as possible, laying out his lead in an even line, before placing the last of the balls in his musket and priming it. Not certain if there is any time left to shout a warning, he calls to Abcott, [COLOR=SlateGray]"Remain above, Mister Abcott! I will watch the door and Speid will man the windows. If anything should come upon our backs, fire upon it, drop furniture upon it, hail down a storm of Godly invective upon it if need be! The time will come when we will need to mount the ladder ourselves and make a stand above, so be ready to defend us as we mount thy ladder!" [/COLOR] As vicious crunching sounds begin to emanate from the rough-hewn doorway, Sykes swallows and begs God and all his host for the courage to weather the assault. A visceral will to survive begins to supersede all other rational thought, and the Lord's Prayer begins to spill softly from his lips, almost of its own accord. [COLOR=SlateGray][I]"Pater noster qui es in caelis: sanctificetur nomen tuum..."[/I][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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