<em>""Prope,"</em>The portal slides shut as torchlight from the searching party begins to flicker behind a nearby shelf. Laszlo lets out a relieved breath. That should buy them some more time, Laszlo is certain no key on the guard captains ring will get him into a magicked passage like this one. No time to dawdle though, they'll surely move guards to the exit once they realize what's happened.<br/><br/>Laszlo examines the of the tunnel, no traps, time to hurry.<br/><br/>"That book didn't say anything about sorcery," He mutters, conjuring another flame in his palm, "Come on, they'll catch wise soon enough." He sets off down the passageway, eyes peeled for the exit. He slides his sword into its sheath, resting his finger in the iron ring at the end.<br/><br/>"If I were you I'd start working on my alibi."