Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150315182542/@comment-3293219-20150318202138

"Allow me..." Arrietty replied, rather smugly as she stepped forward and knelt down, proceeding to fiddle with the lock. She picked at the lock for several moment before a worrying sound could be heart and a lockpick went flying over her shoulder.

"Urgh... It's one of those locks from the third era. I hate these! Give me a minute..." She grumbled before she went back to navigating the pick in the lock, after some mumblings and curses, the satisfying 'clunk' was heard.

"Done!"