Lorne looked at Soreth with a kind of poker face that didn't give away whether or not he believed Soreth. "Ah, I see. Bad timing then is it. Quite strange that they would go on with their task when there was obviously so much amiss yesterday. But obviously that's not my call. And yes, I was one of the first to go up there, namely because I was one of the first with wings that managed to get here. They're still trying to figure out what it's made of I gather. They're speculating that it might be human blood but that wouldn't really make much sense now would it?"

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Wrenna was keeping as silently as she could, sweating nervously as she watched the servant come over to the door, inspect, and start to raise her hand to knock on the door. It was true that the servant couldn't get in...but if she got suspicious enough about the noise, she could certainly go tell someone that could do something about both the physical lock and the magical one. Wrenna could only hope that the servant would simply think that it was her imagination and move on....