Wax Ward
The old thief looked at the door and the plain wax seal hanging from the latch. “We cannot open this, young man,” he said to his apprentice.
“Why not? It will be easy to cut and the lock is not expensive.”
“It is a magic ward, it keeps the door sealed,” the old thief replied, studying the door. “And it will mark any who does manage to open it. There are easier picking to be found, leave this to the fools of the Red Glove.”
Wax Ward
School abjuration; Level Brd 3, Sor/Wiz 3
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