He inspects the room silently.

The guard hardly gave her a second look. Linna had been chained to a post opposite the room these three prisoners were in.

Ash raised his head and stared the other faery in the eye. "Bold words for someone who stood aside and wrestled a girl while his brothers fought for him." The knight backhanded him. "Leave him alone, Quintus," the guard by Claire said in a calm voice.


Quintus sneered. "Feeling sorry for him, Tertius? Maybe some brotherly affection for your twin here?" "We're not supposed to speak to the oldbloods," Tertius replied in the same cool tone. "You know that. Or should I inform Ironhorse?"


Quintus spat on the ground. "You were always weak, Tertius," he snarled. "Too softhearted to be made of iron. Youre a disgrace to the brotherhood." He spun on a heel and marched up the tunnel, the last knight following behind. Their boots rang loudly on the stone floor, then faded into silence. Tertius stayed behind

Kerri then starts struggling as hard as he can against the restraint, and messing with the lock with his singular hand.

Tertius just looked at the kitsune, not doing anything to stop or help him

He keeps struggling, growling irritably. Something clicks in the lock, but whether or not this actually releases him sort of depends on how lucky he is about it.

The first half of the lock is unlocked. The bottom half is still locked. It's a very intricate lock

She stays silent, looking at the ground solemnly.

(Does the iron stop them from using their powers?)

He starts trying to unlock the bottom half.

(I'd say yes because there's no glamour to draw from)

In the flikering darkness of the tunnel, Ashs raspy breathing could be heard, as well as the shift of gravel as he sank into a sitting position.

(gtg)


He keeps fiddling with the lock.