"Nice! Are you sure you aren't secretly a rogue?" Lizzy teased gently as Rayne worked the trapdoor open. A quick search with Dancing Lights down the trapdoor revealed that it went down into a street lined with shops. Sending the lights down both ways of the street in turn revealed nothing moving, and didn't attract any more enemies, either. With their insertion point secure, the three girls descended down the ladder and into the street themselves. The shops on either side were closed, with metal shutters pulled down over the storefronts, limiting their access. Some of the shutters were streaked with what looked eerily like dried blood that had been splashed upon them. The ceiling arched high above, giving an airy open atmosphere in better days, but now it was just an ominous black void yawning above their heads.<br/><br/>"The only magical item we can craft at the fort right now are scrolls, in the library," Lizzy explained as they went down the street, keeping the Dancing Lights ahead of them as an early warning system which so far hadn't indicated the presence of any enemy, or anybody else at all for that matter. "We need to find an alchemist's lab to brew potions; a magic forge for enchanting weapons, armor and rings; a wandcrafter's station for wands, rods and staves; and a magic crafting station for all the other wondrous items." As they moved, Grogza relit the torches in the scones in the wall as they came upon them, marking the way they had come and also letting them see if anything was trying to sneak up from behind them.<br/><br/>Soon they arrived at an intersection between two streets in the covered market. "I remember the way - this way," Lizzy turned left. A long, low moan filled the air.  "What's that!?" Grogza squeaked, clutching her axe and looking around this way and that. Lizzy sent her lights as far as they would go, but failed to turn up the source of the sound. The moan repeated again, sounding like something out of a zombie movie.<br/><br/>"Quickly," Lizzy picked up the pace heading down the new street. "Zombs should have come, a zombie apocalypse would be right up his alley."<br/><br/>"I hate horror movies," Grogza muttered.<br/><br/>They stopped at a closed store, metal shutters pulled down over the storefront like all the rest. The sign above the door read 'Tribby's Honeys and Concoctions'. "Is this the place? I can break down this barrier, no problem," Grogza said, hefting her greataxe. Lizzy sent her lights up to check for alternate entrances. There were two floors' worth of vertical clearance before the ceiling, and on the second floor of the store was a window that was just closed, and possibly locked, but not otherwise secured with other devices like bars or the like. Besides that, there was also another intersection with a smaller cross street not too far ahead, and perhaps it would lead to a back entrance to the store.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">If Rayne chooses that approach, scaling the wall to the second-floor window is a DC 25 Climb check.<br/></div></div>