<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ab/Slave_Kendal_200x400.jpg)<br/>Kendal Mayim (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=297512.msg14565168#msg14565168)<br/>Half-elf Sorcerer 3<br/></div></div>The smuggler quickly assessed the dungeon room, noting the lack of exit almost immediately. The half-elf had heard of placed like this, where young women could be broken or used or merely displayed for appraisal. She'd never considered the possibility of ending up in one herself. After all, she'd been indispensable to the slavers, hadn't she? Kendal shook her head, angry that she'd started wallowing in self pity. They needed to find a way out of here, and quickly.<br/><br/>Admittedly, the small group could spend some time searching for hidden doors, but in Kendal's experience that very rarely proved as fruitful as one might suppose. She murmured a soft curse, and then turned her back on the dungeon as its disquieting contents.<br/><br/>"Time is not on our side," she agreed, nodding to the red-head, "and unless one of you is more skilled with illusions than I, we will need a different ruse to get past the guards. I don't suppose you could convince one of these animals to go fetch some Acacia resin? With that I could cloak us from sight and allow us to walk out of this awful place without drawing notice."