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As the heavy armored door of the vault opened, Maylara could see her target: the magical box.

A magical box, guarded in a safety vault, in the guarded room of the High Sorceress, in the Inner Sanctum of the Temple of Doom, where only the servants of the temple could access, in the Temple of Doom, a guarded fortress, in the drow city-state of Negeémiliel, in the underworld of Kazrrad.

But as the door opened, May’s eyes shined at the sight not of the dull looking, boring magic box, but at the treasures, jewelry and jewels the High Sorceress had stored in her safety box. The shine of it made Maylara think for a moment picking something as a “souvenir”, but soon, she thought it again.

She can’t bring along something like that, and will only bring unwanted attention to this vault and what happened there. And she knew very well, these items could be cursed or have traps rigged, so careful to not even touch anything else, she reached for the Magical box.

She had before carefully spied how the High Sorceress manipulated the box, simple in appearance, but with several layers of protection, magical and normal.

But first, it was needed to use a secret spell, that only the owner of the magical security box –the High Sorceress- knew.

But it wasn’t anymore the High Sorceress the only one to know the secret, thanks to the bold movement done by Maylara, who while the High Sorceress was busy opening the box, used her magic to steal the spell that opened the box.

When that happened, the High sorceress for a moment thought it was a malfunction of the box, without suspecting of that new slave that was sleeping along the others in her bed.

With the spell cast, the Warden spells of the magical box opened.

“Well, that was fun” thought Maylara Maltree with a smile, as she prepared now to pick the traditional locks of the magical box. “I hope I do something like this again. The next time, I should try to keep more clothes on the mission. And less sex, that’s for sure. Drows!” Maylara surprised herself with that thought, as she used mentally for that last word the derogatory tone often the villagers of her adoptive mountain elven home used, when she did something that wasn’t the norm among the Hebonnor…

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Maylara Maltree, drow rogue and spellthief -and currently Agent of General Dahl'Arak- is a character of

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