Vanessa
Orion,
The Vema Estate

Although the walls surrounding the Vema Estate were still standing, several sections of the stone perimeter were cracked, victim of decay and erosion. The rope Orion threw found its support in one of those cracks, but the question could be how well the walls endured the passage of time. As the sellsword made his way up the wall, he felt the rumbling of rock and the loosening of layers. The fact could bring him pause, but if he dared to continue, the wall would prove to be resistant and allow him to cross over.

The ground below Orion was covered in thick green of grass and bush. If he jumped down, he'd be knee deep in vegetation. There were still no signs of life in the old estate, but there was the odd sensation that eyes could be watching.
Ralph
The Vema Estate

"I fucking hate snakes." Orion would jump down into the knee deep foliage with his sword drawn ready to stab any unwieldy reptiles, Orion would quickly dash through the shrubbery and tall grass trying to get to the estate as quick as possible. Orion had an odd feeling, a feeling that he was being watched. The walls of the estate were cold and lifeless. "Reminds me of me ex wife" Orion chuckled to himself. He would look for windows that are open to climb into.
Vanessa
Orion,
The Vema Estate

There was unbridled fauna like there was flora, a mix of stray cats hidden behind the rustling of bushes and vines. Other smaller animals like lizards and snakes wandered about in their business, simple in their needs to eat and survive.

Orion made it to the walls of the abandoned house without hindrance. Most of the windows were boarded up, but oddly enough there was one around the back that was closed, but not barred by wooden planks.