The room he's in is otherwise quiet and dark, low-ceilinged and underground and full of shelves of boxes of books and papers.
Elsewhere, it is not quiet at all. The alarm for one of the wards is going off.
"- Berta, hey!" The young sentry watching for alarms scrambles up. "Sector seventeen, we've got - I've never even seen that one before - where is that, anyway..."
Berta, the senior mage on night duty, is currently napping, but she's up a few seconds later. "What."
"Just come look at this -"
Shuffling footsteps. "Dunno which one that is, they're randomized, Leareth has the keys– bloody hells, that's an inner perimeter alarm, something in there."
"I don't have the faintest idea. It's underground." She rubs her eyes and glares at the crystal focus. "I guess we'd better send word to wake him up."
Gulp. "Do we hav–"
"I'll do it. He doesn't bite, you know."