Ijala could do nothing but hang there on the mix of chains and hooks, her body aching as she looked at the young girl. She struggled hard, not able to even move a few muscles to get out. For now all she could do was try to escape, by whatever means neccessary. That seemed to be a staple of how she operated. "Good job, think you can get us out of here?" she asked sweetly, her lips curling into a beautiful smile as she looked the girl over. There was no telling who the stranger was or why she was here but any chance to escape was going to be one she would jump on<br/><br/>Roll Result: guardianangel98 rolled: 1d20, adding 18to the total<br/>Comment: diplomacy check<br/>Result: 12,<br/>Total: 30<br/><br/>