Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11457306-20140712122513/@comment-12599067-20140716000057

(Right!)

Bjolmar promptly hid the key by stabbing it into the rotting wooden planks until he created a hole in which it could be hidden, then hid it in said hole and climbed onto his plank and attempted to sleep for the remainder of the night.

Not even remotely enough time had passed before the sun rose and the prisoners were hearded out of their cells and into the mines, then put to work as always. Bjolmar grabbed his pick and set to work, then stepped over to Daithi discreetly.

"I've got the key," Bjolmar confirmed, hoping to relieve the Bosmer of possible stress.