Pretty well, actually

"Does Lady Carse trust me enough to do what I say, if I promise to get her out of this mess?" You nod in agreement, between Rae's charisma and the sacrifice she put up with the previous night, you are pretty sure that the traumatized noblewoman would do pretty much anything Rae asks of her.

"Good, and can we assume that I've been able to work this all out with Eaubonne through our 'rat telegraph' system?" You lean back in your chair and consider the eager brunette looking at you sweetly. It's a bit of a carte-blanch to accept that broad a statement without any conditions and as tempted as you are to let Sandra have her way, it wouldn't be fair to the spirit of the game.

"Well, the basics of the plan anyways." You hedge your bets, "remember that you are sending short messages written with crude homemade ink, and that you have a limited amount of material in that skimpy loincloth you are wearing. In reality, Vivian's character had on a full set of clothes and Rae could simply write her messages on the back of the druid's, but you kind of like the image of Rae's final piece of modesty growing short and shorter.

"Fine." Sandra doesn't bother to argue the fine points, I just need Eaubonne to do her part when the time comes. "Viv has already said she'd be happy to make the slavers look like fools, but you can check with her if you like." It doesn't surprise you that the two of them have been working on this together, even before you got to meet Vivian's new roommate you got the sense that were as thick as thieves. "On the third night, does the guard start with Rae or Lady Carse?" There's no doubt what the sadistic prick is going to do, it is just who his victim is that is in question. Luckily, you've already thought this out and concluded that he had so much fun last night that he'd want a repeat performance.

As soon as the shifts change over and everything settles down, you see the nightguard's crooked grin outside your cage. "OK, my fat-titted cow," he chuckles in anticipation, "You know the drill, put your pretty little hands through the bars so Papa can make you feel real good."

"Rae, backs up into the far corner of her little space. If he wants her this time, he's going to have to drag her out of the cell." That's not what you expected, but considering his despicable character it is pretty clear the guard is used to this kind of defiance.

"The guard seems to like the fact that you are putting up a fight, 'What's the matter little girl?' He snarls as he swings open the cage door all the way and reaches in to grab you with his meaty hand." Sandra's smile reminds you a little of your grandfather when he used to thrash you in your weekly chess games. It seemed he was always one step ahead of you, and you suspect that this sexy Sophomore is too.

"I kick at him and try to keep him away." You nod in understanding, and after a few rolls you tell her that she is able to land a couple good shots, but that too soon he gets a good grip on her ankle and drags her out. Sandra smiles again and reveals the first of her surprises.

"That's Lady Carse's cue to start casting."

"What?!" You blurt out, "Lady Carse, is just a generic NPC, she isn't a spell caster."

"Oh I know, but she can pretend can't she?" Sandra bats her eyes innocently. "She's waving her hands and chanting some mumbo-jumbo." You think it over for a second and agree that anyone could do that, and that the night guard would have to at least consider the possibility that she might be a risk. As soon as I see the guard looking Lady Carse, I command him to die with a whisper in his ear." The command spell is one of the most powerful spells in the Player's Handbook. The guard might be crafty, but he hardly has a 13 intel and doesn't even get a chance to roll a saving throw.

"The guard drops to the ground jerking in a near catatonic state." You pause, but decide because of her inexperience to remind her that the spell only lasts for a single minute. "I know, Stephen." You probably deserve the eye roll Sandra gives you. "But a minute is more than enough time to take his keys and get lady Carse out of her cell with time to spare, right?" You shrug, still a little confused about the overall plan. "Well, between the two of us we should be able to cram that pervert into my open cell in the time we have left."

Unlike some other times, Sandra's rolls tonight do not fail her and you agree that when the night guard comes to he finds himself locked up.

"Oh, I want pull one of his feet out through the bars, if I can." Sandra adds and you really can't see any reason that she couldn't do that. "When he comes back to his senses, I want Lady Carse to 'cast' another spell on him. A fear spell. It requires a successful touch, but if I crouch under the cage I should be able to reach up to his foot." You are starting to understand Sandra's plan. If the guard reports that Lady Carse is a mage, the crew of the **** ship might believe that she had some magical way to get off the boat. This time you do give the guard a saving throw, but the roll comes up a pretty mundane 11, and so in no time at all he is cowering in the back of his cell screaming his head off in terror.

"Maybe you should have gagged him?" You suggest, but Sandra just shakes her head.

"I get Lady Carse turned towards the door ready to 'cast' if the door opens." She smiles sweetly and waits for your decision. After a little thought and a quick check to see if the night guard in the other room might have a 13 intel (nope) you have to agree that Rae is able to command the other guard to 'die' just like before.

"OK, Miss Morelli," You lean back in your chair, pleased at how well Sandra's plan has worked. "You have effected a successful jail-break, but you are still stuck on a ship miles away from shore. Is your plan to take over the whole ship? I have to warn you I don't think that's going to work."

"Yeah, I know." Sandra agrees without protest, "That's why we're going to hide Lady Carse with the rest of the party. I want to let all the other slaves out and in the chaos move her to their cabin. Oh, and Eaubonne has agreed to wear Lady Carse's nightgown and be spotted leaping overboard. We'll have Ragnar feed a rope out through their cabin window so she can climb back aboard."