<strong>Katrina d'Errinieu</strong>, Storeroom [Katrina, Justine, Maddie]<br/><br/>As Justine looked around for something to light the lantern with, Kat considered the trapdoor. Old and heavy, it looked like it would be trouble for her to move - and dirty enough that she had no real wish to struggle with it. This adventure was turning into a chore... still, onwards! The fun is always there, if you look for it. And Kat knew a little trick for situations like this.<br/><br/>"Perhaps you could get a light from the kitchen fires, my dear?" Kat suggested, and while Justine lit the flame, she spoke to the door. The strange words came easily, though Kat had never known how they came to her. But they would move most doors for her, when she made the effort - and while Kat was weak in body, her force of self was enough to lever the doors open, revealing the dark opening beneath.