[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=82ca9d]Sana[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=82ca9d]Location:[/color][/b] The Tower
[b][color=82ca9d]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Thomas
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	Sana stepped back and let Thomas examine to see if there was any magic on the door in front of her. Looking back at the knob she placed her hand on it and attempted to turn the knob. She hadn't had a chance to see if it was locked yet or not. Other things had kind of grabbed her attention. Taking a breath, the knob turned freely for her and she cocked a brow as she glanced over towards Thomas. [color=82ca9d]"Stay back,"[/color] she said as she pushed the door open just slightly and let go of the knob. 

	Nocking an arrow into place she braced herself as she took half aim and then kicked the door fully open. It swung open and she took aim into the darkness. Nothing happened. Tilting her head to the side she stepped forward carefully and peered around inside of the room. It wasn't a room so much as a closet. It smelled musky and stale, as if it hadn't been opened in a very long time. [color=82ca9d]"Looks like just a bunch of junk and old clothes"[/color] she muttered before taking a step back and lowering her bow and arrow. She kept the arrow nocked in place, just in case, but it didn't seem like there was really anything to worry about in there. The room was narrow, had shelves along the sides and the back of the towers stone at the rear. Everything was junk, broken, covered in dust and cobwebs. Looked just like an abandoned closet should look. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Well that was anti-climatic."[/color]