[Fidelis Meridius]

Under the cloak of shadows the Warrior of Vengeance infiltrated the wall of Siona with eyes. With an equal quickness, he dismounted the pegasus, perching himself upon the steep rooftop like a katta. A disgruntled stare studying the ground below as Blackwind ascended backinto the sky. He had not expected this. A situation where he was above his enemy, but had no way of descending upon them.

Proper Planning Prevents Poor Performance... Something like that, right? Either way, the warrior equipped himself for a quick and stealthy incursion. Yes, he could probably call Blackwind back. Yes, he had a good length of rope in his saddle bag, but he didn't expect any of the roofs to not have any kind of access.

What was he going to do?

"Surely there is a balcony somewhere..." Or something lower that the Jorelite could drop to. Sheathing one of the blades, the Wolf of Jorel used his free hand to help him traverse the zenith of the building as he looked for something lower, but if he couldn't find anything without killing himself... then he already had a back-up: Necromancy. Could an orb of acid burn through the roof enough to force entry into the building.