Whatever thoughts raced through his head, he came to the same conclusion: he needed to take out the man with the keys–especially while he was online.
With that in mind, he didn't discard the idea of finding an alternate entrance, looking up to find an empty window sitting high above his head.
Quietly now…He told himself.
Wielding his staff, he focused as he silently manifested a slow protrusion of stone from beneath his feet, lifting himself up as he allowed it to rise at a crawl, making sure to keep as silent as possible.
Once the tower of stone brought him up to the window, he crawled through it, now looming right above the key-bearing man, who was nodding off in his seat.
If he could avoid killing, he would choose that. The same went for a spell-flinging battle, as he knew just how much noise it would attract.
The last thing I want to do is find myself surrounded…especially by Oswell, if he's as strong as Reno said he is, he thought.
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