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[center][h2][color=brown]Door?[/color][/h2][/center]

You remembered the lich coughing forth from a smoky wall that swung itself open on the day before classes; the knowledge Mathigyle had secret rooms was one most knew, but how was one to get in? Ah yes, all secret rooms had secret doors! A shifting book, a secret lever, something of that variety. In this case, perhaps it was a loose brick? You poked, you prodded, and finally a brick flew into the wall space! And another beside it! There was darkness that peered back into you, and you took a closer look.

Inside...

There was...

A raccoon. He smelled of death and tangerines.

Perhaps there were more to the lich's secret rooms than a switch. Whatever the case, the aura you had detected was not the lich's, but that of a simple, mangy raccoon. It scurried away as the bricks inexplicably crashed back into place. The wall looked as if it had been built yesterday. At this point, did you question your own abilities or the abilities of the lich? 

In an undisclosed location, an ancient, robed Mathigyle swore into bubbling liquids and swatted the air in frustration as a fly buzzed about.