Quinn grumbled under mask, she was always in a bad mood since falling out of favor with Lloth, and this strange man who seemed clumsy saved her from prison. She pulled out her sword from the bag of holding and a holy symbol which was black with a red gem on it then tossed the pouch back at Lucrecia. The trickster cleric concentrated on a dispel magic spell on the chains and managed to remove one shackle on her wrist but not the others as she failed to remove the stronger enhancement that was beyond her ability on the remaining three. Cursing in undercommon she was forced to remain chained up with the air genasi until they could figure out a way to get them off without the key. Sheathing her sword at her belt and securing her holy symbol back on the spider queen broach on her chest, she freed her hands to cross her arms in disappointment, and sat back against the tree trunk while sitting on a branch.<br/><br/>Lucrecia was excited to watch a chain fall loose but she still had all four shackles which would limit her movement. It would take several attempts to break free unless their savior had magical means to rid of their problem. From the bag she pulled out her quarter staff and a bright violet potion which she attached it to her belt. With a sigh she looked over to Ramon, he didn’t look like a rogue as he was not very dexterous in his fall, and she wondered why she did not see the spell that destroyed the magical piston. Something was off about him, she could barely make out and outline of something behind him, maybe he was haunted by something but it was difficult to tell.<br/><br/>“Thank you. I am sorry for jumping off the mountain like that, I was desperate, and I am glad you are well. My name is Lucrecia Saint Cloud my friend here is Quinn. Pleasure to meet you. What is your name and where did you hail from?” The divine sorcerer was quite eloquent in her speech.