Matilda inspects the ward. She tries to teleport in. She fails.
She inspects the ward some more. It's very neat and elegant, but it doesn't look very... sturdy.
She tries the teleport again, and this time she puts effort into it.
The ward shatters, Matilda lands inside, and the power she used to break it spills everywhere amid the dissipating fragments of the ward itself.
"I think," she observes, "that ialdic warding might need to work on different principles. I don't get the impression that it's possible to do that to a wizard ward. Not that Annei or Sarsia could have done it to yours, but there's at least one dragon living in Linnip."
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She inspects the ward some more. It's very neat and elegant, but it doesn't look very... sturdy.
She tries the teleport again, and this time she puts effort into it.
The ward shatters, Matilda lands inside, and the power she used to break it spills everywhere amid the dissipating fragments of the ward itself.
"I think," she observes, "that ialdic warding might need to work on different principles. I don't get the impression that it's possible to do that to a wizard ward. Not that Annei or Sarsia could have done it to yours, but there's at least one dragon living in Linnip."