[Center][h1][color=999999]Demund[/color][/h1][/center]

The initial chop if the axe startled Demund who was stunned by the rash actions of Gale. Nevertheless the pull was still there, and being this was their only way in decided not to press the matter. Soon as the door was kicked in they all entered. Hopefully the owner wouldn’t be home soon.

Inside, Demund couldn't help but feel cheated. This place was trashed with only a coin purse being of any value. There was a note but currently Gale was reading it. Disheartened Demund sat down on the strange green cot and tried to think what possibly could have drawn them here.

It was in that moment of reflection he felt the pull again. Had they not found what they needed yet? Maybe there were still secrets hidden here, but where? 

Alph turned out to be one step ahead of him. The moment he thought of looking around the quick witted bard discovered a hidden room behind a wall. Demund pushed off the cot and stood next to the others once more with hope that answers could be found.