In an exercise to develop the personalities of two of my major characters, I decided to kill two birds with one stone (figuratively) and lock the two in a room (literally) to see what happened from there. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did envisioning it.
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Thallis gave a sour stare to the night elf behind her.
"A lock is a lock."
Kestil sighed in mock defeat but continued to watch the human girl prod and poke at the padlock with her tools. The tools were eventually discarded and Thallis pulled a dagger from her boot. She jammed it into the keyhole and pushed her whole weight against it, turning the blade as far as it would go, and back again, and again and in and out and gods, it stuck.
Thallis stepped back and looked down at her handiwork; the padlock was whole, but from it the dagger stuck out straight. Kestil looked on as well and raised an eyebrow, amused, fighting to keep a grin off her face.
"Shut up."
The grin was released. Kestil held up her hands in defense. "I said nothing."
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