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Message: <blockquote data-quote="bayushiyojiro" data-source="post: 5629971" data-attributes="member: 6678131">Leonixx hardly has time to register the newcomer and process the information before they are already fleeing through the trapdoor. He leaps off his chair and scurries after them, snatching up his backpack on the move and wasting no time to hop down into the trap door himself. as he jumps down, his mind snaps to a spell he learned.. and how it may hinder the oncoming foes.. and smirks.Chanting, he peeks over the rim of the trap door waves his stubby arms, a thin layer of a slick greasy substance, much like a puddle of oil, appears in front of the door the banging was coming from. Hopefully this would hold off the pursuers long enough to ensure an escape.While still unsure of the intentions of these 2, they were much better options than the Order of the Rack pounding on the door to the tavern. he says a short prayer to noone in particular and goes over his other spell incantations... it had been a while since he needed to use them.</blockquote>