Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25146201-20130924015830/@comment-11457306-20130928225952

Corana felt the tingle of power in the old mage's staff. It traveled up her arm and she almost dropped it. She lay down and began to roll toward the gate, timing her rolls to avoid the moving posts with the blades. When she was up against the gate, she waited for the blade nearest her to be to the end of it's run and stuck the staff carefully through the bars. It would not do to drop it. Her arm just barely fit and she could just barely reach the lever. She could not get enough leverage to work the handle, which was stuck with age.

"Bosric!  I need help!"