Evelyn
Her skin begins to shimmer slightly, her hatred and rage boiling just beneath the surface. Soon the white glow consumes her flesh and melts away her body - dozens of glittering butterflies taking her place. The manacles and bindings clatter onto the floor - clipping one of the butterflies wings, causing her to suddenly re-materialize. Failing to have fully escaped - she at least does not have to worry about her bindings anymore. Just as she revels as the fact she's now free of her bindings a guard walks into the room - carrying what seems to be a bundle of items. Laying them onto the table and unrolling the cloth reveals a well decorated rapier and two daggers. He grins and comments to his fellows "How much do you think I'll get for these? I haven't seen such quality in my entire life!" One of the guards raises his eyebrow and in response states "How the hell did you get those? I thought they were in the armory..." He laughs and responds "Since I found the bitch running around the camp they were given to me as reward." The third guy, having been silent this whole time pipes in "How about we play a game or two and you bet your fancy blades? Hm? I have plenty of money saved..."

The conversation trails off as one of the slaves in the cell next to her whispers loudly "Hey girl! Yeah you. I saw what happened - great job on getting out of your manacles! Do you think you could distract the patrolling guard when he reaches our cages? I'll grab his key and we'll be out of here in no time trust me..." Looking him over reveals a disheveled man - long matted black hair, grime covered skin that seems to have once been a fair white, and eyes that are brown. His clothing is little more then rags more appropriate in a garbage fire then on a person. The guard in question seems to have reached the end of the tent to her left and is just beginning to turn around to head back down.
Christie
*She would blink a few times as she just did the butterfly step, her rage being replaced with wonder of a new sensation. Quickly her attention is taken away by the guards. She pretends to still be stuck in the restraints, she would skoot over to the man and looks over to him. She would smile and give him a nod, her face still half coverd in blood not like it bothers her she holds her hands behind her back and creates a hard clay jar, you know it. You love it, its a smoke bomb she would skoot herself against the wall laying dead clutching it close to her.*

"*Just get closer... Closer... And... THROW*" *She would chuck it at the bars causing it to expload as the guard does its pass. The dark purple smoke filling the room but hopefully the man can get the keys*
Evelyn
The guard takes his sweet time as the three at the table begin to roll the dice in a manner of speaking. Booing, cheers, whoops of success and of failure fill the air. Soon the guard approaches Meztu's cell and looks in through the bars with a raised eyebrow. Meztu chucks the smoke bomb into the bars of the cage, clay shattering into a thousand pieces before it and the surrounding air is clouded in a thick purple smoke. The men at the table shout in surprise and even curse - especially the man who is now enshrouded with smoke. The faint sound of metal clanking upon metal can be heard as the smoke hangs heavy in the air. A woosh sound is then heard as a door swings open and a prompt yell fills the air. Soon her own door swings open, and though she can't see the man due to the smoke she can only assume it must be the peasant who requested her to create this distraction. Presumably the men at the table are also now up and about, and the slaves within their caves have begun yelling loudly most begging to be freed or for this to be a sign from the gods and the like.

It does appear like this is the best time to escape. Or at least leave this cage...
Christie
*She would dash out quickly making a dive for her weapons, her dark black undershirt helps her blend in nicely. Her weapons are as much her as is her clothes. She cannot leave without these, now knowing that this camp has more then about 30 guards. It has more around 100+ guards she has 2 options. Either start a slave revolt, or leave. She first looks around and sees how many slaves are either A. Fit to fight and B. Are moralized enough to even try to fight before making her decision.*

*If anyone attempts to stop her from grabbing her weapons she would run up and choke them leaning backward and covering there mouth with there hand. Well at least trying to, her aura of silence+the obsuring of vision makes 2 senses unable to detect her.*
Evelyn
Dashing out of the cage she manages to narrowly avoid tripping over the corpse of the guard who was formerly patrolling the tent. The wooshing of blades flying through the air as the guards swing madly around them in a desperate attempt to attack whatever may be causing this disturbance allows Meztu to sneak behind them and to the table. Though it too is shrouded in smoke, forcing her to feel around for the weapons which were unfortunately knocked around the table by all the commotion. She does manage to recover all of them however. 

The smoke is far too thick in this tent due to it being an enclosed space. She can't gauge whether the people present are capable of fighting but she can hear their desperation to be let out - some of them are even threatening whomever escaped lives to be let out too, so clearly some people are confident in their capacity for violence... Even if they're willing to direct it at whomever would be rescuing them.
Christie
*She would use mostly her ears, that are very sensitive to pick out certain sounds. Specifically the jingle of keys, or something along those lines. She makes sure shes well out of the way of the guards, in a few seconds the smoke will be fading leaving only a dark purple stain on the ground. So with this much fervor she might as well let them out.* 

*She would go over to one of the men that got released and grab his shoulder quickly putting a finger to her lips showing to be silent. As she adjusts her grip on her raiper* "*Weres those damm keys, does every guard have a set or just that one!? The smoke will be wearing off in a few more seconds. I need to unlock the gates sooner rather then later or Im going to have to cut my way out and jump over the fence*"