<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/z3bjcot.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Eligia Crowe</span><br/><strong>Class: Cleric of Urgutehoa (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6d/Eligia_Crowe.pdf)</strong><br/>AC: 14<br/>HP: 10<br/><hr/>Eligia looks at Flint with a hint of confusion, her dark eyes flashing prettily and widening as she glances from him to each of the others.  "What... like, right here? In front of the others?  Well, sure, if you'd like... I'm all for being spontaneous, but I didn't think you'd be into that sort of thi-- OH, you mean, as KEYS or something, right?"  She then smirks abjectedly.  "I was only joking."  She checks the seal and door for any mechanism that looks like it would accept the daggers... if she finds none, she attempts to open it normally after a quick prayer of protection.  If there<i>is</i>some sort of receptacle for two-somethings dagger-sized, then that's the order of the day.<br/>[casting guidance and trying the bad bad door]