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Rafiq understood, Rafiq understood what the shaking and chaos and long silence meant. Rafiq understood what it meant for chains to break, for bars to bend, Rafiq understood what came next. This was the chance for freedom, the chance for freedom that everyone was waiting for, the chance for freedom that Rafiq had been waiting for. So they escaped their cell, they wandered the lagoons to search for that which could help them escape. They found many things they needed, they also found many things they didn't need. A sack was a good start, they would use that to carry around that which they found. Rafiq had found rusty swords and daggers, these were of little use to Rafiq but they could always be traded over to the next desperate inmate looking for a weapon. Rafiq understood, that one rat's trash was another's treasure, so they always kept that which they found. It was easy to carry regardless, people underestimated the value of a utility magic when it came to surviving within the Abyss.

Rumors were aplenty of there being weapons in this particular lagoon, and while Rafiq had no use for such violent things, they could always sell these weapons or trade them away to other prisoners. Perhaps if Rafiq gathered enough weapons, they could build up a gang to protect them, supplying them weapons in exchange for protection. Yes yes, this was a good plan, a very good plan on Rafiq's part. And so they ventured forth into the lagoon, a lonely and dreary place, a very damp place. It reminded Rafiq of home in some senses, much of the Abyss did. Rafiq still preferred above ground, humans were much more fun than all this prison. 

Eventually Rafiq did stumble across something interesting, a trail of broken werewolves with swords and spears. Rafiq made sure to pick them up and stuff them in their sack, good for selling later, very good, but they also made sure to follow this trail to see where it lead. or more specifically, who it led to. Soon enough they found who they were looking for, a rather large and muscular oni who looked very very angry, yes very angry indeed. Rafiq scurried over, making sure to purposefully make noise so that they didn't think Rafiq was sneaking up on them, before slowing to a walk beside them. [b][color=0000CD]"Greetings friend, greetings! I see you too have freed yourself from your shackles, it looks like you've made quite the mess around here. You must be quite strong to have taken on so many of the guards, all by yourself no less!"[/color][/b] They said to Jukati, slinging their sack over their shoulder as they looked up to the much taller oni. Rafiq themselves was only 4 foot even in the end, so they found themselves looking up at most people.