Dreadnought wrote: As Simon graps the latch on the door behind him he realises this is an extremely solid door - so solid, it could be the door to some sort of strong room.
Did the door give at all when he tried the latch (i.e., is it somehow locked or might it open with a shove)?
Dreadnought wrote: His feelings about the sword... yes, he does feel drawn somehow to this place, but whether it was the sword that drew him or something else... he cannot tell.
[OOC - Honestly, I have no idea where I'm going with this and can only apologise if I've taken one-too-many diabolical liberties with the sword, but I figured Simon's exceptional intelligence probably makes him an overthinker, possibly with some burgeoning neuroses not helped by his choice of extra-curricular reading material, which would probably be enough to make anyone go a little left-field. Happy to reign it in if it's too much, tho...]
Dreadnought wrote: She kneels next to the body. "Oh, Berenice, you were too good for this world. I cannot fight on without you. But if you were alive, then I would certainly be about to attack this woman, and I would hope the youngsters would attack the man when I did." Again, the wink she offers is very obvious.
Simon is well aware that Berenice is merely pretending to be dead and that the lady's inspection of her fallen sister will have revealed the deception to her as clearly as it did to Simon. Simon is in no doubt that the lady plans to surprise Honeysuckle, but unsure how he will react - attack Stinkweed as directed or lock himself in the strong room? As Simon debates the options in his head, his mind is suddenly flooded with the vision of the monk's lifeless and blood-soaked body impaled on the flat grey blade and the hilt pulses with tingling vibrations in his hand - perhaps the blade is purring or perhaps it is just Simon's trembling hand momentarily loosening its grip? And then Simon remembers how Stinkweed had tortured the lady on the bed and resolves that, even if just as an act of justice for that cowardly act, when the lady charges Honeysuckle, Simon will charge Stinkweed.
Simon steels his nerve, redoubles his grip on the blade, and tenses his body like a spring, ready to leap at the monk.
[OOC - It feels like we might need another update to the map of where people are standing...]
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