[color=ed1c24]"I'm coming in, since ya offered. I've been gettin' a lotta dirty looks comin' from these blokes, and I'd rather be in a place where I can kill without worryin' about me arse gettin stabbed."[/color]

The Half Elf stepped inside, and felt a strong push on his body as he was in the middle of the doorway. Once on the other side, he looked at his hand and visibly saw a small amount of darker skin on his hand, smelling of charred flesh.

[color=ed1c24]"Nice ward mate. I guess ya put it up as a safety thing."[/color]

The 1/2 elf wasn't 'hostile' towards the human before him, but wasn't about to let his guard down in case of a trap. He slowly climbed the staircase to the main room and stood, admiring it. It was a nice room, rather large, and full of regal-looking crystal balls, the elf also admired the magical items and weapons scattered about the room, even stopping to pick up a staff and examine it for a second. After putting it back. He went over to the table in the room and sat down in a chair beside it. He pulled out a blank tome and began to write in it. He kept one tome on him in case he wanted to get another spell, however this one was incomplete and would be far from being complete, mayhaps the evil-looking human downstairs could give him a suggestion for what spell the tome could cast.