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As Izrem strode into the Ebon Spire, making way towards Tatiana's cell he allowed an inward frown at the situation. She had been held there for only Oblivion knew how long, at the behest of Aragothias' whims apparently, instead of out and about, doing as she was supposed to. At least that is what Kaelthir had said. In any case, now was the time to let her out and send her home. Turning the final corner and opening the door to the holding room and closing the door immediately behind himself, he walked up to the cell and looked in.

In the 20 minutes he had left to speak with the Lich Lord, she had succeeded in escaping. He spent a moment wondering how she had managed it. Certainly not alone. All the doors were warded and made of steel. He knew that the wards were pushed near their limits due to the stress of the rising entropic energies that Lich Lord was feeding into the Spire, but this was entirely unexpected. Even over-burdened the wards had been produced by skilled mages, some of them of such skill it exceeded what a even a grandmaster of the arcane could manage. No, she didn't do it alone.

Izrem departed from the Spire to inform the Lich Lord of the occurrence. Evidently security would have to be tighter. Next time, anything short of a truly powerful mage would be unable to bypass the warding. But at the present time, it hardly mattered. Tatiana was free and so was Kaelthir's plan.

"It will be interesting to see what comes of this..." Izrem mused to himself as he disappeared into Charnel Hills crypt.
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