"They're after this?" Cyrdic asked skeptically, holding up the piece of timber. It seemed unremarkable and even old and worn, unsuitable for use with most pieces of furniture or other woodcraft. Cyrdic had seen his fair share of strange occurrences and magics in the world, but this seemed a bit weird even for him. How would the doctor even figure they were after this very average piece of kindling? Could the treants find it in a pile of other bits of wood, even? 

"Sounds like elgi nonsense to me," Thor said offhandedly. As he smoked, the dirty blonde-bearded dwarf ran his thumb over his axe to make sure the blade was keen. He talked a bit less than his companion, so when he did speak people tended to listen. "There are tales of 'elves' in woods close to this one. I bet they had something to do with it."

"Aye, weird magics." Gunir added. "But it makes some sense it looks like that. What better way to hide a magic craft than to make it look mundane. Makes it easier to hide." 

"Why don't we just break it?" Cyrdic suggested, half a serious question and the other half a ploy to see how the doctor would respond. Almost immediately, he did get a response from Von Michenkomph, who looked like he was about to go insane from the very prospect of the deed. Cyrdic raised an eyebrow at him, and someone banged on the door again. 

"Help!" the doctor cried. 

"No, mi amor," Camilla said, placing a hand on Cyrdic's thick forearm. "We don't know what would happen. The trees might never stop." 

"Or it could solve our problems," Gunri said, stroking his beard. 

Finally the door caved in, three armed men in the lord's tabards holding billhooks walked in, as did a myriad of the doctor's servants. The two Dwarfs stepped infront of the intruders and Camilla aimed a pistol at one of the guards as she held her rapier out in a low guard. Cyrdic held the piece of wood up and had his sword out in a flash, the point of it at the neck of Von Michenkomph, who stopped his screaming when he realized he was very close to the cold blade of Cyrdic's broadsword. 

"The doctor has something to confess to you and the baron, I think." Cyrdic said bluntly.