[Heinrich, Klaus, Admund, (Mogsam's character!), and Max]
Heinrich checks the other exit to the room. It turns out to be the living quarters for the guards. There are four rather dirty beds, some scattered clothing, and some cooking utensils. Returning to the main room, he looks out of the rough window - it does indeed look out from the cliff face, over the forest far below. It would take an exceptional climber to reach the city above, and reaching the ground alive would require actual flight.
He checks the three doors as well. Each opens onto a small prison cell, equipped with chains, straw, and a slop bucket. Only one looks like it's been occupied recently. All are empty.
So there's no way into this area other than the way the group entered.
Admund searches the bodies (and the discarded clothes of the captive cultist). There are four decent swords and four knives, as well as a sturdy whip and the branding iron with the wolf motif.
Combined with the money on the table (clearly from a gambling session), there is a total of 35 crowns, 8 shillings and 9 pence.
He checks the crates and barrels in the corner. They mostly contain preserved food and bottles of ale (made by Dragon Ales Brewhouse), but in one crate is stuffed a crumpled set of clothing. The clothes look expensive, but are very flashy and not particularly fashionable. They seem to have a lot of pockets. Under the clothes are a dagger, a battered book, a pendant with a guild symbol on it, a couple of silver rings, a moustache comb, and some playing cards, handkerchiefs and other small, colourful items.
Presumably these all belong to the man who was being held prisoner here.
The cultists shivers and avoids meeting Klaus's gaze. "Yeah, I'm in the Hand. No sense denying it now. Name's Samuel." He sways a bit on his feet, closing his eyes. He opens them again, putting one hand to his head. "Uh... yeah. That guy... he's a prisoner. Does some work for us sometimes, but he needs a lot of reminding who's boss. We weren't torturing him! Just... um... teaching him a lesson. Didn't do anything that bad. Couple of lashes is nothing.
"Just the four of us in here to guard him. Rest of the gang is down the other way. Um. Back through over that narrow bridge, then down the tunnel. That's the main place. I reckon you should all go walk in there!" He laughs, but this causes him to choke briefly, and he nearly collapses. When he's recovered himself, he says, "Cassilda... that's the elf. She don't come in here. Probably with the others in the main base, if she's not off making the dead dance around for her amusement.
"Hey, what d'ya mean, new job? With you lot? You serious? Uh... I need to sit down..." His eyes roll back and he falls back against the wall, then slides to the floor. He's unconscious.