“You go on, I’ll catch up later,” Myrah said, as Nok’tara left. She scuttled into her kitchen and into the cold room she used as a walk in refrigerator. “Hmmm, now what would be a good snack for a day at the river?” Myrah grabbed a few bottles of flavoring, and walked out, closing the cold room up behind her. She also got a few more bottles of seasoning and spices, as well as a large silk net. “A little fish doesn’t sound too bad, I could restock my supply while I’m at it too.” Myrah said, leaving her lair. She sealed the entrance of it up with a silk barrier, before heading to the river.

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“Ah, I’m more interested in what’s in the chest. I’m not too concerned about the lock,” Doug said, dragging the chest off of Liena’s hand. “Why couldn’t we just have Liena or Lenarei pry the lock off? Because unless any of us knows how to pick a lock, I don’t see how we’re going to get it open.” He knelt and looked at the lock that was keeping the chest shut. It didn’t look very advanced, but not being a locksmith, he had no idea how to go about opening it.

Lenarei, meanwhile, was looking over at them on the beach. Gently dipping her wings into the water, she propelled herself over to the beach, propping her head up on the sand as the rest of her floated in the water. Her wings, after she flicked the water off of them, went back to stroking and petting Wal on her belly. “Hey, be careful with that. I’m getting a strange vibe from that chest. There’s something magical about it or in it.” Lenarei said, after taking a glance over at them.

"Myrah!" Codda yelled in an irritated tone, having been calling to her from her shoulder this whole time. "We are missing a certain ingredient if you want to make the soup I mentioned, ill meet you at the river when i get it." he said jumping down to the jungle floor. "I shouldn't be long, and don't worry about me not coming back, because i would like some Sparktail soup too." he walked away turning back waving for a second then continuing ahead until leaving Myrah's view.

(I have to pull out of the RP and ill be MIA from the forums for a bit, but if the RP is still alive when i get back ill rejoin it, just didn't want to stall it for everyone... Peace! )

Ryan climbed into Liena's hand and inspected the chest. "I would be careful, guys. I've played plenty of D&D and I know, if you don't take care in opening an unknown chest, you might just end up poisoned... or stuck... or shocked... or whatever."

He pulled out his pocket knife and began to prod the lid, checking for traps that might still be there. Satisfied there were none, he began to pick at the lock. "All I got to say is, thank God I am a MacGyver fan..."

Liena watched as Ryan started to pry the lock with the knife. She had been tempted to take the chest and take the lock out with a swipe of her fingernail, but she didn't want to give the humans the feeling that they were useless. Besides, since what was in the chest was going to be most likely used by them, she thought it was only right that they be the ones to open it. "So...what do you think's in that chest?" she asked curiously.