Nyshra spear lodges into an oak beam at the top of the steps and she began nervously traveling along the steps and  hopping over gaps and maintaining her balance when the stairway would become narrow and her body would bounce with every motion that jerked her about to avoid falling from the maddeningly growing height down to the water and rocks below. She would feel a touch white when she did manage to get up over the obstacle but fortunately she had no near fatal results or slips to send her off the edge so she was safe for now. She stood before the oak door and opened it spear in hand ready to strike down anything hostile beyond the door.<br/><br/>Opening the doorway she noticed the occasional creaking sound is heard from about... the rafters were creaking and straining under the weight of the stone that made up the lighthouse and the wood eroded as it was made this whole situation all the more nervous. Her eyes would look about as she saw the torch basin was huge but the contents were naught but ash from old wood. There was a hatch leading downward but there was no other path to take so she would open it up and climbs down a ladder into a old study. Books and scrolls were scattered about and its clear time was slipping through all this. She saw a very curious sight however in the form of a table littered with curious items. A scroll was arranged above them all and she saw that there was a single ration, a potion labeled "sloth", a gold bar, and a candle. The scroll was with a seal freshly made... indeed all of these items were out of place in this lighthouse.