Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170825112732/@comment-25073873-20170904154019

Amaryllis shrugged and picked up the petals, along with the moth wings. She had no real reason to suspect that they had any use, but she sparked one of the candles with her piercer used at extremely low power, before burning a moth wing then a rose petal with the candle.

"Magic lock?" asked Amaryllis, not exactly sure what it was. She didn't have her mental lexicon active to discern all magic types, as it was sealed away.