(http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj205/Mordereth_bucket/MapofAdianydd_zps4baf2901.png)<br/><br/><strong>Adianydd, Kingdom of Religious Termoil</strong><br/><span class="bbc_u">The Order of the Iron Rose</span>has won major concessions in politics after a successful ploy for power in the Kinglynds.  Now, forces assembled at<span class="bbc_u">Urb Durudel</span>the High Inquisitor Sashkia intends a mass-execution of recently condemned heretics and "unacceptable perversions of nature."<br/><br/>Nadia has been sentenced to death on the latter charge.  Abandoned as a child, she didn't realize her "gift" until she hit puberty.  She could prove irresistible when she wanted to, and held a great sway over people.  She'd thought this was natural until the Inquisitor game to her town and held up the Iron Rose to her--and it burned.  She was branded a harlot and paranormal seductress, good only for prison or death.  This marks her 3rd month of captivity.<br/><br/>Nadia's sitting in her cell nestled in the Urb's sturdy walls when suddenly an explosion rocks the prison.  Screaming, crying, and the sounds of combat ring out through the stone cobbles lining the structure.  She can see out the newly minted hole in the wall behind her that it's about a twenty foot drop to the rubble-y ground.  From there many tall blades of swishing plains grass spread, and then a copse of woods followed by a forest and the Grand Road to the north.<br/><br/>Already several other of the condemned (the city's prisons are overstocked and old gaols and fortification's cells have been taken for Inquisition use, which is in the process of horribly backfiring before Nadia's eyes) are hopping or climbing down and fleeing.  While it sounds like guards are already sounding the alarm, well, they cannot catch<em>all </em>of you it stands to reason.<br/><br/><strong>Weather a straight jump down: Stamina Dif 7<br/>Climb down along the wall: Strength <em>or </em>Dexterity Dif 7<br/>Stay put: free<br/></strong>