Rayne managed to get the door open with time to spare, and slipping inside she could quickly close it again before she was noticed. Conveniently enough even with the door closed she could see in the flickering light of a convenient candle held in the hand of the not-so-convenient dwarven accountant who was in the room right next to her. He was lanky for a dwarf, with a pair of spectacles over his eyes and a wax tablet in his other hand, apparently having been caught in the middle of taking inventory of the many boxes and chests on the shelves behind him.<br/><br/>Speechless for a moment at the pure surprise of seeing Rayne there, he took a deep breath no doubt about to raise the alarm of escaped slaves... unless Rayne did something, fast.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dwarven Expert 1</div><div class="spoiler_body">A pushover, but complicated by the fact that Rayne only has one full round to act before he shouts.<br/></div></div>