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[Sirus]

Harlan gave a quick snort and moved ahead. He spoke so softly that even those nearby had a difficult time hearing him.

: "Sneaking around is one of my specialties."

[Khaiel]

Isbilya stepped out of her cell and stretched her arms.

"So good to be free."

Hearing Mason's instructions, she nodded, and looked to the person nearest to her (quite possibly Lillian.)

"We got to be quiet!"

[SeriousConcentrate]

Lillian nodded to Isbilya and held her index finger to her lips to indicate she understood.

"I'll do my best to be quiet, trust me. I want to get out of here probably more than anyone."

[Swordstar]

Tomik sighed quietly as a prison break was started. Knowing Senija, she'd be right on top of this, and, well, it's not exactly like he deserved being here...

"Mmm, fine. Suppose Senija will be going with you guys anyways. So I'll follow along then. And yes, I can fight. Though I do better with my wyvern... Modra should be waiting outside for me... Well, close by. I know she was following the ship we were brought here on. Well, alright then. Senija, you up for this?"

[darkpaladin109]

Clare followed the others, seeing as she definetelly wasn't of the sneaky sort.

[Ochita]

Albert gave a small nod, and awkwardly fell in line with the group, managing to be the last in the line of people.

[Powder Miner]

Senija groaned lightly and stirred as she woke up; she'd been asleep through all of this until Tomik came over and addressed her. Groggy, she started to speak.
:"Unnhhh... Whuhs goin on?"
Looking around blearily, her eyes snapped open when she realized what was going on, accompanied by a grin.
:"Aw yes! I am soooo in on this."
Senija bolted into the group next to her brother.

[Solymr]

Now that everyone was following, the escapees sneaked around the prison until they reached a door with a sign that said "ARMORY".

: Something tells me this is what we're looking for.

Mason tried the keys he had, until he found one that opened the door. Once everyone was inside, he closed and locked it again.

: Alright, now that we can speak a little more freely we can do proper introductions. I'm Mason, a scoundrel turned prophet. Meanwhile let's see what we can find.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Lillian Rose of Alberal! I'm a traveling musician."

She started looking around.

"...!"

"My guitar! All right!"

Lillian pushed aside a couple of spears and fished a green instrument out that somewhat resembled a duck's foot at the bottom, with a black strap from the base of the neck to near one of the 'toes'. She put it over her shoulder and took a white pick from the strings, which she tucked away into a wristband.

"I've got everything I need now! Well, except for being on the mainland. And for my parents to accept this 'devil music'. But other than that, I mean!"

[Sirus]

The thief selected a slim sword for himself. It wasn't a full-sized rapier, but it would do.

: "Harlan Coronas, nobody special. I wonder if they keep confiscated lockpicks here..."

He hunted around for lockpicks and made sure to grab some medicine while he was at it.

[Solymr]

Mason opened a crate that was full of vulneraries.

: Hey, I found medicine! Everyone grab some. He looked around for lockpicks, but it didn't look like they bothered to keep that junk around. Doesn't look like they do. You can have mine, though it's almost broken. I promised to never use it again anyways.

Harlan gets Lockpick (5/15)!

[Sirus]

Harlan accepted the lockpick with a humorless chuckle.

: "Guards must be slipping. They took mine the first night I arrived. All four sets."

[Khaiel]

Isbilya started looking around, until she found her book on a table. It was the only thing she had managed to take with her. It seemed it was in good conditions, so she took it. She had been a bit surprised when the guards took it, as it looked more like the dairy of a teenage girl than like a magic tome.

"I I got my thing. Oh, and my name is Isbilya, Isbilya Baetica."

She then looked around at the group and noticed Lillian's instrument.

"Is that a guitar? It looks cute."

[Solymr]

Mason smirked at Harlan.

: As I said, they thought all I was was a crazy prophet. That mistake is gonna cost them more than they could think.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Yep! I learned how to play on this thing when I was little; I've had it for about eleven years now. With my baby in my hands here, I can definitely help out this escape attempt."

Lillian patted the neck of the guitar companionably, but didn't make a move to play it yet. They were still trying to be sneaky, as far as she was aware. She did take a moment to grab a pouch of healing powder, though.

"A book, huh? You must be into magic yourself."