Rebecca felt a bit out of it for a moment. Was it something she ate? Right, the bookcase. They were kind of in the middle of something. She took her earlier suggestion and focused on the ceiling tile, prying it from its home and sending it flying down towards the guildmaster’s head. She pulled a feint, stopping at the last moment, before moving it around to to the side and slamming it into the side of his face, sending him towards the bookcase.

“Get clear,” Rebecca announced. “I’m gonna bring it down!” She nodded towards her client and tried to work him as she focused her psychic powers on what had become a ridiculously important piece of furniture. She was originally a bit amused at how much trouble the Bronzor had with moving it, but it was a lot heavier than she expected. What did they put in this thing, rocks?

[i]Come on, put some thought into it...[/i]

The bookcase wobbled and wobbled until it could wobble no more, falling down towards the guildmaster.