Well, it was worth a shot.<br/><br/>In any event, lacking lockpicks, the exhausted tiefling left the girl alone for a few moments as she skirted around the building, searching for a loose-looking window or an easy way to the roof. There had to be a way up, and if this was in fact a hunter's lodge -- the most innocent thing this place could reasonably be -- there was no way she was going to look it in the mouth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>