Upon approach, however, he realizes that the city gates are closed, the wooden portcullis lowered. He gives it a quick glance-over, thinking he still remembers where the winch is on the other side, but getting over could be a waste of time, too. He gives the wood an experimental nudge with his foot –– it's surprisingly soft, rotted out. Just how long has this been left uncared for?
"I think we can kick out a bar or two and sneak through the hole," he remarks.
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He's teasing, but looking forward to it.
Upon approach, however, he realizes that the city gates are closed, the wooden portcullis lowered. He gives it a quick glance-over, thinking he still remembers where the winch is on the other side, but getting over could be a waste of time, too. He gives the wood an experimental nudge with his foot –– it's surprisingly soft, rotted out. Just how long has this been left uncared for?
"I think we can kick out a bar or two and sneak through the hole," he remarks.