Chartose was sprawled-out on the floor beside the steps, clutching his nose tightly as a pair of ebon-knights showed-up late to the fight as usual. He heard the sound of large doors creeking open and assumed rightfully that they managed to undo the lock. Not long afterwards it seemed as though he was left alone, just himself with Ortha and Echo vying for soemthing to do.

[color=6ecff6]"Shouldn't you two be following our mute bard? [i]And you[/i]..."[/color] He pointed at Ortha, [color=6ecff6]"where's Rilanna off to?"[/color]

After a pause, Chartose sighed. Giving orders to these two was a lot like trying to herd cats away from food.

With himself unable to really risk wandering around aimlessly, not able to count on his current companions, and with Tricia frostbitten... Chartose decided to try summoning Becker, at least she could follow directions.

After opening the portal, he was greeted by the lil husky dutifully marching through it before it closed-up.

[color=6ecff6]"Becker, fetch me my things. Then go find Rilanna. Her scent is on that one."[/color] He commanded, his temper a bit strained from pain. Becker oboey, naturally, although he could tell she cocked her head to the side, enquiring with a certain primal concern that maybe something was wrong.

[color=6ecff6]"I'm [i]sure[/i] it's nothing we can't handle. Just have to be careful. [i]And check for traps like I taught you[/i]."[/color] Chartose consoled the dog, which then yipped in acknowledgement and proceeded to sniff around Ortha before running-off downstairs.