Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-9062114-20140625012345/@comment-25038310-20140629072420

Zandar sighed, not have gotten an answer from Lyenna to his question. He frowned abit at Casimir, wondering what dreams he might be having. He stood up and yawned, and inspected the lock on the cell.

"Just a bunch of lockpicks and a shiv..." he mumbled. He looked through the bars and spotted the guards and tried to see if they had a key, but from his limited field of vision he couldn't see much of the guards. He turned to the others behind him, and sighed. He sent back to his bed and lay down on it, trying to get some short sleep.