Professional Locksmith

You say, "I will teach you how to locksmith."
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You nod.
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Thoumas says, "Not how to be good, for certain."
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You begin to lecture Xionara on the proper use of the Locksmithing skill.
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Xionara begins to listen to you teach the Locksmithing skill.
Your class is currently open.  You may close it to all students by using TEACH CLOSE.
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You tap your locksmith's badge, drawing attention to it before proudly proclaiming, "Professional locksmith, at your service."
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Thoumas laughs!
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Xionara softly says, "Love this class."
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You say, "Because I am a professional."
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You deftly remove a lockpick from the lockpick wristcuff and begin to work at picking open the casket.
Your lack of knowledge of the lock hinders your initial efforts somewhat.
You realize very quickly that this was a very bad idea...
With ever so much agility, you stick your fingernail into the tip of the clay and gently slide the tiny tube out of it and toss it aside.  Hrrrm, on second thought perhaps that wasn't a good idea.

Roundtime: 7 seconds.
You return your lockpick to the lockpick wristcuff.
Roundtime: 4 sec.
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You get a feeling that something isn't right.  Before you have time to think what it might be you find...

The ground under you seems to grow distant and a brief, yet loud ringing in your ears causes you to flinch in pain.  Large black spots appear in your vision and it isn't long before the darkness consumes you entirely.
Thoumas was just blown out!
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You feel a surge of life energy as your regeneration pulses, the spell pattern manifesting as a cascade of rutilant sparks that bathe you in a warm glow.
The internal wounds to your left hand, right hand and head are fully healed.
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The rhythmic thrum flowing through your body lingers with a fading warmth like the last rays of the setting sun.
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You feel a surge of life energy as your regeneration pulses, the spell pattern manifesting as a cascade of rutilant sparks that bathe you in a warm glow.
The internal scars to your right hand, left hand and head are fully healed.
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Thoumas just arrived.
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Shifting winds gently blow from behind Thoumas.
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Xionara softly says, "Woah. big badda boom."
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Thoumas takes a deep breath and pinches his nose shut.  He begins to quiver slightly and lets go of the breath with a sigh.
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Xionara rubs her head.
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Myrable says, "Ouches."
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Thoumas asks, "Proffesional what?"
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Xionara sits up.
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Thoumas glances at you.