Ongoing Story\Break in manually
From Create Your Own Story
Chapter 5: Break-In (Sorry, No Sex Yet)
You return to your room at the inn. For the next few days, you plan and gather information on duke Korol's castle. It's magnificent, positioned on the top of a steep hill, with a 50-feet curtain wall enclosing a central courtyard. Five large towers overlook the countryside, and in the middle of the courtyard, an enormous, black central tower rises like a gigantic phallus, 100 feet into the air. Rumours abound about deep cellars and dungeons, dens of nameless and ungodly sexual perversions. Duke Korol's name is uttered with fear in his domain.
The duke himself is seldom seen by his subjects, as he conducts most of his business through a chamberlain and henchmen. Rumours would have it that the duke doesn't want to take time off from his sexual excesses. Everyone you talk to agree that Korol is a giant of a man, 7 feet tall, and more than once, local girls have been badly hurt when ravished by his grossly oversized member. You also hear stories about the evil sorceror he employs, and of his daughter, rumoured to be a real beauty.
The duke's security is very tight, and you don't know anyone -- yourself excluded, of course -- who could penetrate the castle. From your observations of the castle, you have realized the guard contingent is very large, patrolling the walls day and night. This may be the hardest job in your carreer, but you still prefer doing it the old-fashioned way, rather than trying to get admitted to the harem. Duke Korol gives you the shivers.
The next moonless night, you start the break-in. You easily sneak out of Tanisor, and up to the castle hill. Once there, you start climbing the castle wall, your excellent night-vision (a heritage from your elvish father) allowing you to climb in a darkness too compact for any human. Your fingers find the slightest of crack in the walls, and where they're too thin for even your nimble fingers, you slide your daggers into them for leverage. Still, if it wasn't for your very light weight, you could never ascend the wall. It takes you a long time, sometimes being forced to back down to find another way, but in the end, you find your way all the way up to the parapet. You wait for the next patrol to pass, nearly invisible in your black leathers in the dark night. When you trust the patrol is out of sight, you gracefully climb over the edge of the wall. You find a stairway down to the courtyard and, as soundless and unnoticed as a shadow, sneak across the open area. Once at the central tower, you scale the outer wall for 30 feet, until you find a small window. Whoever inserted the window into the wall wanted to make it too small to climb through, but with your above-human agility, you manage to slide through the small opening.
You find yourself in an empty store-room, and make your way into a corridor. By your estimates, the treasury should be five floors above you. You sneak up a staircase at the end of the corridor. You evade several guard-patrols on your way up, and you're beginning to feel confident, when disaster strikes.
As you're making your way through another corridor, two guards suddenly stumble out of a room just behind you. They immediately notice you, and go for their weapons. You turn and run, but the corridor ends in a locked door. You're sure you could pick the lock in a minute, but you don't have one. You're boxed in. The guards are approaching you, leering at the sight of your slim, beautiful body. Fortunately, they haven't called for back-up yet, certain they can handle a slip of a girl. Unfortunately, they may well be right. The guards look formidable, heavily armed and armoured, and you have only a few daggers.
What do you do now?
