[P] Gambling is a sin!

Hettie's knuckles went white around the railing as she took in what she was looking at. Gambling was illegal in Éngrand! How had such an ostentatious establishment managed to flourish right under their noses?

As a knight templar, it was her job to root out and destroy dens of sin such as this one. Was that why she was here? Had she been knocked out and dragged to a back room, possibly presumed dead? If so, these charlatans should have finished her off when they had the chance. She certainly wouldn't give them a second opportunity!

That said, she would struggle to bring down a place of this scale on her own, and she still didn't have enough information. There wasn't a single window in this entire place, as far as she could see, so her first order of business should be to get outside and get her bearings so that she could call for backup.

The floor below was labyrinthian in its layout, and as far as she could tell there wasn't much reason for people to look up in general, so she felt safe enough in taking off from the balcony and circumnavigating the room from above. If she followed the wall then she should eventually find an exit, it stood to reason.

[P] I take flight from the balcony and fly along close to the wall of the room, looking for an exit.