[center][h1][color=bc8dbf]The Dead[/color][/h1][/center]

[color=f49ac2]I see you...[/color]

The hunter, stalled and trapped in the room and pummeling the door, changed tactics as soon as the rest of the dead started coming up the stairs. He 'saw', he 'knew' through the senses of his comrade dog that the man was holding the door, and that the dwarf was coming to his aid. All he had to do was prevent the man from leaving the door and joining arms with his friend. He jammed his blade between the door and the door frame and moved it slowly back and forth, chips of wood falling down at his feet. 

First came the eyeless dog, covered in dirt and gore, teeth sharp as daggers. It walked clumsily, then picking up the pace, went towards he dwarf. The force that moved it was obviously not used to controlling quadrupeds, but was getting a hand of it. Behind it were seen Nora, the innkepeer's daughter, and the one who gave them directions, slowly approaching; but then the two of them turned their heads away as soon as a musical elven voice called out: [color=00a651]"Ofnir!"[/color]

[center][h1][color=bc8dbf]Ofnir[/color][/h1][/center]

The door of the wizard's room splintered into countless pieces and through it came flying across the hall in a white flash the shape of the innkeeper, knocking the dog in its way, and stopping at the feet of his now dead daughter and the crazy man Ofnir had caged for his thievery, now gravely silent. Nora, or simply her empty shell, turned towards her father's body, but the other man faced the coming minstrel again, and, waving his chain, attacked him. Nora slowly lowered, touched her father's forehead, and his eyes glowed silver and cold again. He rose next to her, both now facing the wizard come out of his room, wrathfully looking at them in disgust. The dog got up again, unscathed. 

[color=0072bc]"Foul creature! Leave the dead in peace!" [/color]he yelled, pointing his birch staff at the enemies. Its end flashed, and the dead backed away from the light, emotions now seen in their eyes for the first time. Ofnir saw fear projected onto them from afar. [color=0054a6] "Vamyr, hold the door! Thurin, to me! Quickly!"[/color] A great worry came over the anger on Ofnir's face. [color=0072bc]"Aelin, careful!"[/color] he said. [color=0072bc]"And where are the other two of ours?!"[/color]