[center][h1][color=f26522]Carnatia de Valmont[/color][/h1][/center]

Carnatia examined the papers in the room, putting them in her pouch, before turning her attention to the intriguing keg. The keg seemed to be light for its size, she might not be the most proficient in matters of weightlifting, but she was able to determine that it ought to be heavier, judging from the size.

As she was pondering, her prescient defence warned her of an incoming danger, as she received flashes of a vision which showed an imminent explosion. Since her Golden Prerogative skill marked the keg to be 'valuable' this gunpowder must have some unique properties that could be a vital clue, so Carnatia grabbed the keg, before narrowly avoiding the worst of the explosion's aftermath. As she regained her bearings, a brief look at her surroundings had her surmised that she was somewhat trapped, but she could probably cut through the canvas linings of the tent.

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Taking a deep breath, lungs protesting at the acrid warm air, Mirielle suppressed a cough as she yelled at the heap. [b][color=#778da9]"Carnatia! You alive in there?!"[/color][/b]

Taking measured aim, she poked at the canvas heap with her spear to test the waters and, feeling no resistance, carefully cut open a new entrance.
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A possibility that Mirielle also noted, evidently.

[color=f26522]"I am fine, Lady Mirielle! My thanks for opening an exit,"[/color] Carnatia replied as she rushed to where Mirielle is, the keg in tow.

[color=f26522]"Apologies, but I have reasons to believe the contain of this keg might be important, let us go,"[/color] she then said to Mirielle.