Armor, blades and magic staves all fall to the floor in a clamor. Before you can even process what happened, half a dozen frightened frogs scatter between your feet. The transformation mage laughs as she approaches you "That is how I handle spies. If you are not one, then I pray you will join me and reach your full potential. If you are here to sabotage me..." she pauses, looking to her owl familiar. "Then hopping and eating flies will be the least of your worries."