<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/c2/5a/5b/c25a5b9d4712a0ffad833f263d4d9023.jpg)   </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Aesa Wyrmborn</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237173.msg11677350#msg11677350)<br/>Dragon-Blooded Elven Arcanist 1 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=560159)<br/><hr/><br/>Aesa dipped her chin briefly in acknowledgement of Sentha's reasoning.  It wasn't a gesture of agreement; she still thought such dabbling was a poor idea, particularly as they hadn't so much as glanced at any of the many other books or resources in the house or town, but she'd already made her point and didn't see fit to belabor it.  Instead, she made her way to the kitchens and spent a few minutes gathering sustenance.  She chopped a couple apples onto a plate, sliced a stick of salami, added two interestingly scented cheeses and completed it with several slices of yesterday's bread; a bit stale but still palatable enough with a bit of a butter.  Especially if it were toasted; she eyed the prongs set near the ovens warily and decided to simply make do with some magic.  The last time she'd tried to make toast on an open flame she'd received a stern lecture about the unpleasant taste of carbon.<br/><br/>Another pot of tea later and she returned to the library just as Sentha growled in an endearing display of temper and orderly manners.  She passed around the food, making a point to ensure Kendra took some, then sat down to watch the lockpicking with open curiosity.  Aesa raised a brow at the kobold's complaint and moved aside to let others join in, not quite able to help herself from wanting to solve the puzzle.  "It can't really be all that secure.  If the lock won't give, perhaps just remove the pin from one of the hinges?  That should be easy enough to fix once we're done."