As the door to her cell literally just fell off of its hinges (earthquakes or no earthquakes, it was surprising how shoddy the smithing for these cells could be), Karah stepped out into the hall, as steady on her feet as possible as the ground shook. She looked around, ready for a guard to spring out at any moment. But the hall was empty of personnel, of course. They had all taken off after the first tremor. First things first; to get her confiscated weapons back. She held out her hands palm up and waited. About five seconds later, a dagger appeared in each palm.