Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20150115220122/@comment-25683991-20150129145703

Where do you get your eyes Corrick.

Marko thought, before ripping the letter so no one would be able to decode it and looking at the poem once more. Thinking for nearly an hour before getting it. Silently reading it.

"Dont, Blow, Your, Cover." He chuckled slightly after saying that.

"If, Safe, Send, To, Us...? Who's Us? Maybe Corrick has some other friends."

He continued with. "Dont, Take, Risks, Burn, This. Oh!?"

Marko looked for anything he could burn it with, but nothing came up. Having not found anything to burn the note with, he tried casting fire magic on it.

And it worked.

"Oh Shor, oh Shor, oh SHOR!" Eventually, the paper turned into ash, and Marko was very excited about learning magic, he tried it again, but nothing happened.

"Darn, I thought I got it. Perhaps it was just a one time thing."

Marko then picked up the dagger and the lock picks and began lock picking the cell gate. He broke 4 picks before the the gate opened.

Finally. He peeked his head outside, looking if anyone saw him.