Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140322040911/@comment-11457306-20140328002222

The Breton raised a hand and balled blue energy in her palm. She then released the spell onto the lock securing the chain. Nothing. She frowned as she tried again, using both hands. Nothing again. She looked down, embarassed. "Those were a few lock-opening spells I learned in Cyrodiil. Not enough, I guess... Do you have any friends back there? Maybe I could find them and tell them that you're here!" She said, a little louder than she had hoped. "Quiet!" hissed Daria. "I didn't risk my life to save yours so you could get killed trying to rescue me." She thought for a moment. "I have no friends here.  None who would risk themselves for me.  I thank you for trying, but go away before you are discovered."