(+19 mod, don't even have to roll.)<br/><br/>Adding the potions to her bag, she listened at the door again, to see if the patrol was still gone. If it was, she'd cautiously begin sneaking out of the room, a flask of Alchemist's Fire in her hand, planning to search for, and rescue, the captives. And to find those three who raped her.<br/><br/>(Perception at the door: 19. Stealth: Nat 20.)