"No, magic jail is about right."

The voice is male, even but amused, and the source quickly steps out from the stairway and into the main jail area. He's wearing a thick black coat with a fur-lined hood, over a white shirt and black slacks despite the oppressive heat outside, and is lazily swinging a large metal ring in one hand, on which several keys jangle happily. "If you have any kind of magic, you're not going to be able to get out of it."