The Black Citadel
Erase the password "sleep".
In the centre of the room is a large oak table laid out with platters of fruit and bottles of wine. Two your surprise, two Swanthean officers are asleep and are snoring loudly in the comfortable armchairs in front of a warm log fire. You chuckle to yourself when you see two empty wine glasses on the floor next to their hands which are hanging dead like over the armrests.
So the sleeping potion worked.
In the centre of the room is a large oak table laid out with platters of fruit and bottles of wine. Two your surprise, two Swanthean officers are asleep and are snoring loudly in the comfortable armchairs in front of a warm log fire. You chuckle to yourself when you see two empty wine glasses on the floor next to their hands which are hanging dead like over the armrests.
So the sleeping potion worked.