"Well, whatever it is down there, I don't think it's magic," Rhuardh commented when he heard Half speak, as he kept at using the bone as a makeshift lockpick. "Darius, what do you think?" he asked, as it seemed he was much more well-versed in the magical arts than he was. As he did this the bone snapped in his hands, and he cursed, but just then Owl had returned from somewhere with a bunch of lockpicks and other tools.<br/><br/>"Where did you get these?" he asked, as he took one of the picks and found one of a suitable shape. "Can you help me have a better look inside, Owl? Hold the torch near so I can see inside it a bit better. Just don't set my hair on fire!" Perhaps with these tools and help Rhuardh might be able to get the chest open.