Disembarking from the terror train outside what you <span class="mu-i">think</span> is the cellar, you shuffle down the ramp as fast as you can, caution be damned!
A thick scent somewhere between booze and medicine greets your nose as you enter the cellar–its damp, but quiet halls a welcome reprieve from the raging inferno above! As you rush to locate wherever your gal pals were taken, your neck hairs bristle a bit as your ear picks up something faint… like a storm approaching in the distance!
https://youtu.be/nDq6TstdEi8<span class="mu-s">THE MAJIMA!</span>
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IW_6c7-8B0QWait, no… that wasn’t it…
https://youtu.be/Ux1MPZOPgmkThe sound of thunder and the pitter-patter of precipitation rattles your eardrums as the unseen entity rapidly closes in on your position… Volka mentioned you’d find some company down here, but it looks like it’s trying to find <span class="mu-s">YOU!</span>
You don’t have time to tangle with a tempest… you’ve got some girls to rescue!
And profusely apologize to, probably!
>Roll me 1d100+2 (+2 Loose Footwork, +2 LIMBO, +3 Sneaky Leather Armor, +7 Luck?, -7 Magical Menace, -3 Big Cellar, -2 Dark) to evade and find the tunnels! Best o’ 3! 