The cells fall back into relative silence as you concentrate on your magic, with only the creaking of wood and the occassional wail of some prisoner far back in the darkness to be heard. Lisette retreat back from the bars, curling up on the floor for the moment.
After a few moments of concentration Leo manages to finally use his rage at the group as fuel, pushing past the pain and taste of blood in his mouth this time as the magic take hold. An orange spark, faintly glowing, dance across the metal of his manacles, a tiny flame which is almost not there. A split second later is vanishes, almost as quick as it had appeared, and all that is left is a black patch of soot to mark its passing.
"Hehehe...Yes, one of you have made it. Hear the whispers again!"The old man cackles, grinning widely as he rattle his chains.
Thorston also has success, turning his attention to the water in the room, the moist air which smell of the sea, and for a moment force the humidity to obey; forcing it form into drops of water in your hands, and on the steel of your manacles, and quite visible forming a small orb of water in the palm of your hand. Like Leo's case the magic is fleeting, and a split second later the orb bursts and the water fall down onto the floor.
Spoiler for Jameson:
You reach out with your mind, only to find yourself blocked by invisible barriers caused by the manacles. The bitter taste of blood fill your mouth and you feel your concentration slipping like so many times before, but then something happens. Another mind, one glowing like a beacon, reach out and help you overcome the shackles, and you immediately identify it as the one of Mortimer, the old man in the cell.
"Together we are stronger!" you ehar his voice in your head, and then you find that your mind stretch out, across the ship and finding the minds of all its inhabitants, both prisoners and jailors. A myriad of thoughts, surface thoughts only, cascade into your head; cries fo anguish and thoughts of loved ones, and an ever present sense of dread and pain. In the darkness you sense strange presences among the familiar human ones, alien minds of beings that are strange to you, and one in particular who calls out, drawing you in...
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Spoiler for Hiden:
Looks like you all (Except Samuel) rolled well to manifest your magics.
Some better than others.