<Simple?> Savin thinks to himself, knowing his knowledge of magic is limited.

We have been given rooms and robes, which we have been asked to change into. The guards brought us to our rooms and asked us to wait, apparently while we changed. He paused for a moment, considering. If you hear me say to Zarien or Aust 'The plains of Shaar call to me', then you know something has gone wrong. he whispers.