<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Ayi'yan in the grips of her own people.</span></strong><br/><br/>She turned slowly and walked to the door, testing it with her strength, pressing against it.  It appeared the door was locked from the outside and she knew her people, it would not budge or break.<br/><br/>"Well, Lisa, it appears as if neither of us are wanted here anymore..."  Cursing in elven, she paced the out wards area of the room around the pillars and walls looking for anything that may lead her out of here.  Maybe there was a secret door on this chamber, unlike any other chamber, just maybe.  She shook her head.<br/><br/>"This is where we, my order, take those that we want to be rid of."  Pointing up at the hole in the roof she continues, "Murder hole."  Ayi continues to search for any way out.<br/><br/>At 2011-05-02 12:44:04, Ayiyan (uid: 4455) rolls: 1d20m3 Result: 21 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=25390)<br/><br/>