The priestess hisses, makes a grimace, raises and clenches her fist, and for a moment doesn't know what to do with it – whether to strike the ground or the chest. Then she finally calms down and exhales with a whistle.
- I understand. A stash "just for our own" for a rainy day. Wonderful.
Thereby indicating everything she thinks about this combination of locks, she first tries to detect any foul influence from the contents. Secondly, she carefully and thoroughly checks the inside of the chest for any thin threads, thorns, snares, containers with poison, gas, and acid. If none of this is found, she takes out a handkerchief, uses it to pick up an arrow, then takes a second handkerchief and wraps it around the opposite end of the arrow, and then touches the cards inside. If nothing happens, she uses the end of the arrow, wrapped in a handkerchief, to unfold the cards so that they can be read without taking them out of the chest.