Susie watched as the mute went for the front door, not willing to speak in order to stop her, not when there was a creature in her kitchen. From the sounds, the knights were still fighting it, clattering, clanging, grunts and snarls emanating from within. She might be half orc, and she might handle the bar fights that break out here, but if a creature could defeat knights with their armor and weapons and training, what hope did she have. She slipped behind the bar, making herself as small as she could, awaiting for death or salvation. 

Lyle, on the other hand, had different ideas. He moved over to the bar, dropped a few coins, and grabbed a bottle of corn whiskey. He'd seen the merit in the young girls idea, even if it was more of an impulse than a plan. Biting the cork free, he took a long swig, drew his mace, and moved over to the girl and the door. [i][b][color=ed1c24]"Let's go girly. Better to die fighting or fleeing than like a rat in a trap."[/color][/b][/i]

He wrenched open the damaged door, slipped past the bits and pieces and blood from the halfling's corpse and stepped into the foggy air. There didn't appear to be any wolves in the immediate vicinity, but it was hard to tell. Lyle sniffed at the air, listened close, his instincts from his hunting days kicking in. He could only see maybe ten, fifteen feet tops in front of him, but could already make out blood, wolf tracks, and footsteps from the greaved knights. Wolves never attacked settlements like this, even when starving and desperate. There were much easier targets in the woods, hunters, loggers, even lesser creatures. What was bringing them here?

He heard a clink, as if something were pulling at a chain nearby, in the house next to the tavern. The house belonged to Gunther, a cut-rate hunter in the village, not even worthy of the name. It was followed by tapping against glass. The girlie would be closer, and he'd need to keep an eye out for dangers. If she did investigate, she'd find a tiny wolf cub looking at her through the glass, chained to a wall, yipping happily at the attention.