One moment, he had been escorting a merchant and his employees to a city in Novus' southern peninsula. The next, he was blindfolded, gagged, and bound more tightly than was strictly necessary. And immediately after that, he woke up with nothing but his clothes and found himself locked in a cell even though he'd committed no recent crimes. Needless to say, Angus MacAlister was starting to feel very cross. An angry growl rumbled from his mouth as he rose to his feet and dusted himself off. "Whatever reeky scunner thought it was a good idea to lock up a MacAlister man is aboot to bloody well learn in the very worst o' ways that it is a VERY BAD IDEA!" Angus declared before walking up to the cell door, taking hold of the bars, and effortlessly yanking it from its hinges. "When I find the bastards who put me in 'ere, there's goin' to be a bloody reckonin'!"

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Action: Angus opens the cell door. He rolls a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/18521]25[/url] in the attempt.
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