Jerald sighed when he heard Rosella call out from from her room.  She was always curious about new people, though probably due to her unique condition.  She'd told him the story of how she came to imbibe the potion, but what bothered him was why she made it in the first place.  A lust potion of that strength didn't have much use outside of some pretty shady dealings.  It was popular in the slave trade, and made for the ultimate roofie.  Jerald hadn't been able to decide if Rosella made it because she was evil, desperate, or a little dense.  Still, he would try to help her.<br/><br/>"Alright, one second," he said drawing a key from his pocket. "If I don't let her meet newcomers I don't hear the end of it."<br/><br/>He was nearly interrupted by the sudden illumination of runes all over the entryway.  They pulsated red in a classic warning sequence.<br/><br/>"And that would be our alarm." he said quietly, after all the alarm didn't make any noise "We've got something coming."  He was already heading towards the door when he remembered the two women that were there with him. "Erm, here." he said passing the key to Celicia "You'd better let her out, we may need her."<br/><br/>In his haste he didn't really think over.  Here he was sending some unprepared girl into Rosella's lair.  And he didn't say what to do with Majik.  He had let go of her leash, and while she couldn't go far, she could get into things left on her own.<br/><br/>And then there was the knock on the door.  That he hadn't expected that.<br/><br/>"Who's there?" he said picking up one of the wands he kept by the door.