Heading down the hall was the spellsword hired for security. Hearing the alarm made him panic, as he believed it was for intruders. He was a bit busy talking to some beautiful women who happened to have walked by...a few hours ago. It was his intention to hide his lack of being at post as he stormed down the hall, his hand on the sword hidden under his shirt. He didn't look like much at 5' 7", but his muscles were toned, and he had that aura of a swordsman.<br/><br/>"Hey, Jerald!" he yelled as he ran down the hall. "That alarm is in no way my fault! I was NOT away from my post talking to some beautiful ladies, I swear!"