The Ogre Mage was taken back by Desira's sudden change, blinking and taking a stunned step back. The Ogre was big, strong and powerful, most things mortal couldn't stand up to him, so nothing took that tone of voice with him nor commanded... besides his master. The Ogre recovered as Desira began to barge past with Cortia, he stepped aside to let them past with a sigh. It had to be the sage, up to his usual roleplaying antics, who the hell else?<br/><br/>Cortia blinked as Desira grabbed and pulled her, surprised with the sudden turn. She didn't complain though, it'd ruin the act, so instead just obediently followed along. The kiss she was also obedient with, though seemed to enjoy it after a moment. Soon they were past the group of Ogre's<br/><br/>Once out of earshot, Cortia blushed somewhat, looking to Desira. "Nice recovery, glad it worked. I don't think he would of taken kindly to being bossed about if he didn't believe you." She then turned to the rest of the group. "Almost there, the tower proper will be up here." She motioned to a ladder just up ahead, leading up to a wooden trap door.<br/><br/>At the top of the trapdoor, they'd find a room, filled with various wooden crates. The room was illuminated and occupied, a single large white dragonborn, one just as surprised to see the group as they are him.