"Guess it's time to get out of these," Amara mutters, trying to spring her bonds after Jorlan leaves.

Manacles Dex: 19 Never mind!

Ash looks to Jezzika and gives her an impressed smile. "Impressive. You played him nicely. Guess we're getting out of here? Where's the exit?" 

Ash will move away from the bars, now having some major respect for the drow woman as she reflects her hair a little, Jezzika having messed with it before Jorlan approached. She moves coyly to the corner and she looks at the manacles. 

"Thank you." Jezzika smiled, adjusting her top a bit. "With the right..equipment, men are easily played." she joked, giving Ash a cute wink. "I'm actually surprised that worked. He must really hate Ilvara. The exit. Yes. Down below the waterfall, the river that flows, there is a passageway that leads to the Darklake. From there, we will have options to explore."

"Oh yes, that was quite fascinating... I'll have to remember that." Gwen makes her way over to DUK3 and starts inspecting the warforged, "Hi, you are just amazing. A real fine piece of machinery. Amazing."

Svana watched the women work their magic, a look of astonishment making way on her face when she sees him open the gate for them all to escape, even giving them a chance to retrieve their items later on. The look is soon replaced with a slight smirk, showing that she was definitely impressed with Jezzika and Ash’s teamwork (even if the red head stood there and looked pretty).

“Very nice work, ladies.” She comments, getting up from her place on the ground all the while slipping her hands and neck out of the manacles. “Jezzika, would you like to lead?”

"Damn, their fast hey Metal man come help me with these stupid manacles."

STR check: 14

[I rolled with adv. Lol]

"I dont mind." Jezzika smiled at Svana. "We will have to wait about three hours before Jorlan will give us the signal. In the meantime, lets not give it away our slave pen is open."

She looked at the guard tower, longing to get inside and to retrieve her things. Don't worry. I won't leave without you.

"Damn it. Hey I got something for one of you folks that's got a free hands." Going to his chamber pot Ronnal pulls out a dirty pipe "Here yall can use it as a club."

Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 13 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 2 | Spell Slots 1/1 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1

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Surprised, Ree'lyn smiles and approaches Jezzika, holding her face with his hands in a cup, smacking her lips with a kiss. Then casually passing by her.

"Move quietly. Let's make a marching order just in case we run into someone. I will take front, with Duke behind me. I suggest the Kenku for third. " - clearly confident of this unpredictable yet marvelous outcome, Ree'lyn uses the telepathic link while running in his mind the many times his scouting skills were useful."

Duke looks at Gwen, who just showered it with compliments. "This unit recognizes your positive response toward its work and its appearances. This unit will work hard to ensure that both of these things remain up to standards."

Phineas smiles as he listens to the plan take place. He moves next to Svana instinctively. "I believe you intend to make a dash for your items. Mind if I tag along and help? I, too, will be much more useful with mine." 

Amara rolls her eyes at Ree'lyn's antics and nods briefly at Jezzika and Ash. "Not bad, darlings. I'm also fairly quiet, I can be at the back to keep an eye out if needed, or the middle. Regardless, my ranged capability will increase greatly once we're out of this field."

Jezzika, upon receiving the kiss, slams her open palm and grabs Ree'lyn's romantic unmentionables, squeezes hard, and holds it. "I beg your pardon. Did you just sneak attack me by planting your lips upon mine and assume that would be something I would enjoy?" She's not angry, not at all, in fact her face looks slightly amused, if a bit surprised by Ree'lyn's behavior. She squeezes a bit harder to emphasis her point. "I see there is no limit to Drow arrogance, is there? Hm. I thought you'd be..bigger."

Svana nods over Jezzika, taking place in her corner with her back turned as she sat down, her manacles close by in case she needed to slip them back on quickly. The elf rubs at her wrists, then her neck, happy that she was no longer limited in movement. As she is approached by Phineas, she is unraveling her loosened braid, her fingers slipping the coin she found  out and sets it in front of her.

”You are correct,” She begins, her fingers expertly weaving her long burgundy locks once more. “I do intend to have my items returned back to me, one way or another, though it seems we all are going to try and get our belongings back.” She gives the gnome a soft smile. “A big group we are, but... Strength in numbers, no?” 

She stops braiding for a moment and turns her head back, seeing Ree’lyn plant a kiss on Jezzika’s lips and almost immediately after, gets his romantic unmentionables grabbed and squeezed. The noble places a hand over her lips to suppress a giggle, and comments, “Glad I am not on her bad side, that’s for sure.”

Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 1 | AC 13 | HP 8/8 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 2 | Spell Slots 1/1 | Slot Level 1 | Innate spells 1

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With a wicked smile, Ree'lyn is not bothered at all by this exchange. "There will be time for each thing. Just wait your turn."

Jezzika smiles and lets go, shoving you away, giving you a look that clearly says don't hold your breath. Wiping her hand on the cave wall, she nods and listens to the others plan.

Phineas is nodding agreement with Svana when he sees her glance away and giggle. His gaze follows hers and he guffaws. "The arrogance," he says, suppressing a laugh of his own. "Yes, I think I'll keep my unmentionables well in check around her. When we make our run, stick close to me and Huey. We'll do our best to make sure you make it unscathed."

Duke walks up to Svana. "Declaration:This unit requests assistance in getting out of its bonds." 

"Once Jorlan gives the signal, it is unlikely that all of us will fit in the Guard Tower across the way - perhaps 4 of us, maybe 5. Once you have equipped, the quickest way down would be to drop down into the river below. Care of the webs and the spiders, however. Finally, only Jorlan knows what we are up to. If we encounter any other guards, it will be up to us to defend ourselves."

Svana looks back to the Druid with a smile. “Thank you very much, Phineas. I will do my best to defend you both as well, even without my magic.” She gives him a slight bow and continues working on her hair. “I hope this anti magic field isn’t—“ She is cut of by Duke’s approach, “Oh! Yes, of course, one moment please.” With the time she gave herself she quickly finishes her braid crown, slipping the coin into one of the knots before getting up. “Now I am not as strong as you, but I will give this my best shot.” And she begins helping break/loosen his manacles.