The sound of the steel soles of the White Hand chevaliers could be heard by Kathlin and Ragnar as they tread carefully into the room. With swords and pistols at the ready, three chevaliers had entered the door and looked around in the room through their metal masks. They immediately spotted their two unconscious comrades, one lying unceremoniously in a lump on the floor and the other one stuck behind a table.

"The room's clear. Send a physician." One of the Chevaliers called back out into the hall.

Upon hearing the news, Adolph's brows narrowed as he gazed towards the open door to the chamber, and then around in the great hall.

"Where did they go? They were inside there a second ago!" He muttered angrily, before turning to the battle mage next to him.
"Did they teleport. Are they invisible?"

"If they had tried to teleport, I would have known about it, but... " The battlemage responded, but gained a slightly thoughtful expression at the second possibility, of Kathlin and Ragnar having become invisible. Raising his staff into the air, the battlemage muttered on a quiet spell, and soon large swathes of the great hall around the entrance was showered in blue magical particles that rained down from above.

" ... no, there's no shrouding spells active in this room or the study."

"What the hell is this... " Adolph grunted angrily, before walking towards the doors himself. Entering the study, he was passed by the White Hand field medic whom rushed past him to check on the two unconscious chevaliers in the study.

With his hands folded behind his back, Adolph gazed around in the study chamber, searching for clues as to where the Kathlin and Ragnar had gone. Six more chevaliers had followed in behind him, stood ready to await his command.

"Search the room. Turn it upside down if you have to. And have group Sapphire, Crystal and Emerald set up parameters around the house. No one gets in or out without my blessing."

"Understood, Captain." The Sergeant behind him answered, rushing back out into the main hall. The five other chevaliers, including the first three who had entered the room, spread out to either side as they began to search through parchments, behind shelves and try to pick open locked chests. Four of them walked into the smaller living room, and two of them seemed to have their eyes on the wardrobe containing Kathlin.

"Light's mercy, what is this commotion all about?" Suddenly sounded the chirp voice of Lady Rosemary, whom had just appeared in the study door. Behind her and at her side stood Murphy, the servant silently watching Adolph and his men.

"Nothing you should be concerned about, my Lady." Adolph replied, returning to gaze back at the Lady.
"It is part of the security protocols."

"Is discharging firearms inside the very house protocol by your standards?!" Rosemary angrily inquired, as the lady raised her hand to point at a picture of herself leaning against the wall amidst a pile of books and scrolls in the corner. The picture in question was the one that the chevalier who missed Ragnar earlier had hit by accident, where there was a bullet hole going neatly through the temple of Rosemary in the painting.

Looking away for a moment, Adolph returned to look back at the aggravated Rosemary.

"An isolated incident, we will pay for the damage. There will be no more commotion in the future, that I promise you."

"I don't care about the painting, it was ugly anyway! What I care about is the behavior of my guards! I was promised Professionals, not a band of bumbling moronic peasants! Am I to hire another group just for public appearances, that WON'T randomly fire their weapons willy nilly?!"