3-140: In the Common Room of Argyle’s Lodge VIII
With some trepidation Oliver checks the room, but it seems free of turrets.
The long, dark room seems to be an indoor shooting range. At the far end are bullet traps with mechanisms for both paper and projected targets. At the near end the shooting bench, a work table, a chair and a pair of sturdy-looking lockers.
“Might have some extra munitions here.”
I’ll carefully inspect the floor and walls with torch in hand, making sure I check for trip wires and what might be motion sensors. I’m now on edge from the last trap.
Rolling 11 for intelligence if needed.
I feel I’m also a tad pissed off, if I’m not showing it externally.
I’m heading towards the lockers and inspecting them if I make it there safely.