Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20190724003816/@comment-29994693-20190729161041

“Perhaps...” Stitch said, trying the doorknob of one of the buildings. It was either locked or too rusted to move, he couldn’t tell. He pushed against the door, it didn’t budge. The tabaxi looked to the Dragonborn and nodded his head towards the door,

“I believe this door could use more your brand of persuasion.” He said, stepping aside to allow Devaxion to get to the door. There was no way the slender tabaxi could break down the door, but Devaxion had a significantly better chance of doing just that.