Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140909203535/@comment-25038310-20140922164933

"Well, that's good and all. Let's get our points straight. " He looked around and glared at the guards for a moment before turning back to the people at his table.

"A riot won't work. Trying to get their weapons won't work. Destruction magic... wouldn't work that well either. Sneaking, stealing, pickpocketing? Who knows what we could do, or what would work. It all seems very risky, and we'll probably only have one shot at it. And we need to be careful with how, when and with who we are going to discuss this. There are a lot of rats in this prison who wouldn't mind telling all of our little plans to the Warden for a reward. "

He sighed.

"Gentlemen, we're at an impassé. What can you all actually do apart from murdering people or swinging a weapon around? We need to get to know each other's skills, so we can cooperate better and start planning out things more carefully. "

He put a hand on his chest.

"I'm a thief, an assassin, a master Illusionist and somewhat skilled at Alteration. I can use the bow, weapons that require one hand, and throwing knives. I'm the shadow that can steal something right under your nose without you even noticing. I'm the assassin where you can see your lifeless body falling down without a head - before you even realize you're dead. "

He grinned at that statement for a moment, but it seemed like he was serious.

He looked around the table. "What can you do? "