<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/gzkeEiS.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Medb Mag Uidhir (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2044223)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Asylum - upper floor<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>A loose fitting dark cloth dress, some foliage, a pair of heavy work boots and a backpack full of books and equipment<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Curiosity<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Orderlies, Danae, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As she peered into the cells one by one, Medb was honestly slightly appalled by the medical devices held within the rooms. The chair with the blinders almost reminded her of a device she had seen in a book that supposedly permitted divinition-focused practitioners of the art to clear their senses and channel their full focus into the realms of the divine and the realms beyond mortal ken... Absolute hogwash of course, but to see something like this sensory deprivation device here sent chills down her spine almost more than the electric shock machine. To have your senses connecting you with your surroundings taken away for long enough, robbing you of a sense of space and time along with the conventional sight, sound and smell... it didn't bare thinking about.<br/>And... Those mirrors were incredibly disorientating. While the concept of the machinery in the other rooms were dreadful physically, the practical use of mirrors and simply that the effect it had<em>couldn't be turned off or stopped</em>and they would actually leave a poor soul trapped in a nightmare of infinity? It was disgusting, nauseating. More troubling yet,<em>why was only one reflection screaming</em>? Was it a reflection that had been created hours before, caught in the looping mirrors for all time, or was it a more accurate portrayal of the mind of the occupant of this cell.<br/>"Is this the member of your crew the doctor was guiding us towards?" she asked to any within earshot, the only discerning feature compared to any other given inmate being the cloth on her hand<br/><br/>Still though, she was quite curious about the doors that the orderlies had backed off towards, F, G and H and what equipment or persons may be held within. Surely logic would dictate that on a fight or flight instinct, a creature will head towards a direction they feel most secure or have the best advantage in.<br/><br/>Eventually she speaks to the orderlies; "No no no, let's not call out unnecessarily here ladies. You might be mistaken for an inmate were you to scream so shrilly. Are you hiding something there?" she asks, indicating the room behind them, "would you mind carefully standing aside that we may inspect the contents of the room you're standing in front of? Or perhaps you would prefer to become occupants of the toys you were in charge of? Maybe both shut in the crib together, mayhap if only one can fit with the cage closed then the other gets her senses taken away in the chair?" Not that she had the intent of actually subjecting them to these methods, but it never hurt to make an attempt to strike the fear of the divine into someone when the opportunity arose.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Deception check to attempt to make the orderlies shuffle away from the side of the room they're currently on</div><div class="spoiler_body">   At 2020-07-25 06:17:31, Medb (uid: 2076) rolls: 1d20 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=148023)<br/>Ah. Hmm. No, I don't think I'm fooling anyone here.</div></div><br/><br/>Slowly she backed towards Danae, not taking her eyes off the orderlies after she had made her statement and whispered softly, "While it is not my intent to subject those who may merely be in the employ of the wretches who devised these methods and may believe they actually do some good, mayhap it would be best to use the key you have to open up one of the rooms and lock them in while we conduct a thorough search? Less bodies to run off and sound an alarm or to swarm us if we're otherwise found out?"