In an amazing coincidence not often found outside of the most improbably silly tales of derring-do, the keys are hung on a hook...on a post...not ten feet from the cage.<br/><br/>Andar is able to get the cage unlocked and open in a trice!  The feathered man blinks at him.<br/><br/>"You...you release me?  You are not with the barbaric ones who seek to roast and eat my head?"<br/><br/>Then, not willing to question its good fortune, the creature alights from its perch and races off through the garden, whooping with delight.<br/><br/>Alas, this draws guards!<br/><br/>(Either Stealth or Athletics to get out of here without a fight, please.)