"No, I am saying it is a typical insult to the sorc. Like handing the cleric a potion of owl's wisdom. Which you clearly need."<br/><br/>He grinned at her, before stuffing the potion in the bag of holding, and stretching carefully. "Hell, I used to keep wands of all the ability boosting spells, but I stopped using them a long time ago, and sold them. Otherwise I would offer you a charge."<br/><br/>He popped his back, before looking out at the golems. "Golem 2, protect the tent and its contents from anyone that is not already in the tent currently without damaging contents or tent."<br/><br/>The named golem slowly bent over, and with almost exaggerated care, examined each of the people inside, before straightening back up. "There, you don't have to worry about anyone trying to steal from the tent, so you can all head out and prove that the sorc doesn't have more wisdom than the cleric. Now, I am going to start moving my stuff over, and will be taking the second golem with me. Try to not get in too much trouble while I am away, alright?"<br/><br/>He nodded to all three of them, abruptly serious. "This endeavor is more important than any of us, if you are caught, the others will do whatever they have to in order to disavow any knowledge of your activities. If you are caught, more than likely you are on your own."<br/><br/>He made eye contact with each of them, letting them know he was dead serious about following that, and to hell with the party consequences.