Jaroth
Jaroth looks to the sky, raises his arms and incants:
Eyes unfocused, voices fall, circling arms, raise a wall!
ooc: Jaroth cast private sanctum
Jaroth then looks at his companions, relieved that they have all survived their struggles. Despite the obvious signs of wear on each of them, indicative of their own battles, Jaroth smiles at each of them, satisfied with the knowledge that they can triumph through the adversity that their journey to the Fortress of Balance will require.
"I do not think we need follow the plainsmen. I can find the Fortress of Balance, given time and the appropriate ingredients. And given the nature and secrecy of our mission, I believe it best that we keep as few aware of it as possible."
"I have raised a protective barrier that will keep out prying eyes and ears, even those of a magical nature. Speak freely while we are thus protected."