Sholol<hr/><br/>Shohol shakes her head, the unhappy look dissapearing.  She smiles genty at April, still shaking her head.  "No, dear.  I do not think for a second that you had aught to do with this little bit of magic loss."   She gains a grin suddenly, her eyes twinkling literally and ever brigther, "Besides, my bark is worse than my bite.  It is likely that I will do something more humiliating than painfull to the miscreants behind this little problem.  Maybe make them wear their smallclothes outside their robes for a week, or something similar."  She finishes with a slight giggle, as if imagining the many little ways she could get even.