Vader stood up and (for lack of a better word) cleared his throat. "We are all strangers here," he began. "We need a way out of this place, and I believe <kshhh> that I can find that way. I used to work on spaceships, and with the help of the magic-users among us I can build a vehicle with dimension-hopping capabilities. But I need metal, <hhh>, the metal in that fortress. Kill the guards, take the slaves, and tear down that tower. [b]Piece. By. Piece.[/b]