A bunch of years ago during one of Kenstrom's invasions of the landing the contents of my harness became the contents of the floor in one of the rooms, luckily I noticed one of the items as it was highlighted and picked them up. Kenstrom and I both combed the logs from both sides, neither of us saw the items no longer be in the harness but they very clearly were.
Khaladon starts to turn the crystal knob, but stops with a frightened look on his face. He begins shaking uncontrollably and flies across the room, as though by some invisible force.
**SPLAT!!** Khaladon careens off the far wall, slides down the smooth wood panelling and collapses into a quivering heap on the floor, with only his dignity bruised.