Octavius was returning to town when the familiar portal enveloped him, expecting to return to the dungeon, he was not at a full gallop into the gathered but rather dismissed the mount spell and dropped the six feet to a stand with the chain of left arms on a rope. He tossed the proof at the keepers feet to dismiss as he wished as he inspected his surroundings.

[color=0076a3]"This is new, these markings in the corner... Dwarven? Most impressive Sir. Orders?"[/color]