Draiss stares at the web of wards for a moment, before shrugging, and stepping to one side of the passage in. He ignored the looks his action earned, waiting for a minute, before a portal opened and a single bag of holding was handed through. He took the bag, and strapped it to his back, before stepping through the wards, figuring that they were meant to let the paranoid ruler know everything about everyone passing through. He allowed himself a slight grin, and headed inward, toward the faint feel of the LG Throne Archon.<em>Maybe not EVERYTHING...</em>