Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170106233106/@comment-24530992-20170108033054

Isabelle nodded, jumping to her feet. She offered her brother a hand, the latter taking it and pulling himself up.

"Let me know if you don't get anything. I can try the lock afterwards," she said.

"The lock is probably magical too. We don't even have any lockpicks," Dorian pointed out. "I highly doubt you could get us out, even if there is one."

Isabelle rolled her eyes. "Stop being such a downer. There has to be a way out, one way or the other."