<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(71, 85, 119)">I scan my surroundings carefully, thankful for my innate ability to see clearly in the dark, made easier by a lit torch nearby. I immediately note that there's only one exit to this room I'm in, which looks like prison gates. A human female is chained close to it. She doesn't seem to be doing well right now. <br/>
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I note that the room looked like it's somewhere in the sewers. A small stream of water is flowing out of a grate beside a tiefling that's changed to the wall nearby. Between myself and the tiefling there's a skeleton that looked suspiciously like a child's, and I can't help but shudder. Also chained nearby is a dwarf. I look between the dwarf and tiefling in thought. <br/>
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"My mind's very fuzzy as well... I can't remember how we got here. Um... I might have a way out of here though... maybe", I tell them, frowning. It's odd. I'm chained in a prison but I'm still wearing my mask. I'm still wearing my leather armor... I never took that off unless it was to take a bath, not even to sleep. Whoever put me in here didn't bother undressing me. I start patting myself down, looking through the usual hiding places in my armor for my lockpicks.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)"><span style="font-size: 10px"><b>Action: Looking for my lockpicks </b></span></span>