The man swallowed nervously; while no spellcaster, himself, he clearly recognized the strength of the wards, and knew that Draiss had erected in an instant, something far stronger than what took him months to build. "Y-y-yes, sir," he said, opening the door to the cell, bypassing the wards with a series of command words and keys.<br/><br/>The gold had been eying him, the entire time, but he'd realize the room was warded for sound; she hadn't heard a word, only seen it. "I have," she replied. "Charlatans pretending to be a dead god," she said, scornfully.