Izaak moved to join Haley and Geirhald as well, being sure to keep a good distance between Ephantus and himself.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">There's something off about that man</span>, he thought, regarding Ephantus.<span style="font-style: italic">Can't put my finger on it.  I'll need to keep a close eye on him.</span><br/><br/>"I'd like to know as well," he said, addressing Geirhald.  "I have a recommendation.  If you'd like, I could teleport us to whatever entrance you wish us to use.  Quick, quiet, and possibly the safest route.  I say possibly because I have no idea what kind of anti-magic defenses they might have as well as the fact that teleportation to an unknown location can be dangerous.<br/><br/>"If you know of a place close by that is free of obstructions, that would be our best target point.  I've known many a mage who tried to teleport somewhere they weren't familiar with, and got this much of their arm," he raised his arm parallel to the ground and made a slicing motion near the middle of the upper arm with his other hand, "stuck inside a wall or a tree.  There's no hope of saving their limb, so they'd have to get an amputation by way of axe or sword in the field.  Few were able to get to a healer in time to regenerate the lost limb.  Those that couldn't are nearly useless as mages now."