Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200326185554/@comment-28358106-20200401225505

Dorian slowly drew a throwing knife in one hand and palmed a lockpick in the other. . He knew that it would be mere moments before his trap was sprung and the lantern fell, causing a minute or two of panic. He was counting on it drawing the second guard away from the doorway. He could then slip in and lock the door from the inside.

In the unlikely event that it didn't work, the guard was going to have a short evening indeed.