IC II: DH The Purity of Sacrifice

[Wyndeward]

Marcella

Marc took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the hav, it's gorgeous marble columns and the craftsmanship of its graceful, yet strong edifice. She wondered for a moment how many thrones it would take to own a place like that, let alone maintaini and sustain it.

While the group decided how to approach and penetrate the new security, including the cameras she pointed out, the psyker tilted her head a little to whisper to Orla "he's not married. Would you shack up with him to live there as Dame Orla?" she smirked.

"Do we want to try to appeal to his better judgement and just knock on the front door to let us in and resolve the issue? Or try to sneak in again like last time? He's doubtless reinforced that secret door and changed the codes." she asked the others.

Arl mulls the question for a moment, then smiles.

"Let us try the secret passage first -- this is supposed to be covert, after all..." shooting a glance at the cleric.