[h3][color=f6989d][center]~Selvinia & Co~[/center][/color][/h3]

[color=f6989d]"Whaa? I dunno about you but people don't really do that for me. I'm normally the one opening the doors, hehe!"[/color] Lyssa said with a giggle. Granted, that was a bit unbecoming of her considering her position as both a princess of hell, or so she had been told but she didn't particularly care. Ordering people around had never been her forte. The rest of the evening continued in a similar manner, with Lyssa and Selvinia exchanging words while Eith simply silently looked on. Eventually night fell and everyone retired to bed. The elder only had two spare beds upstairs, but there was fortunately enough room for everyone.

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As everyone slept, silence was heard through most of the village, aside from the occasional animal or chatter among the few people watching the makeshift wall for either travelers or other dangers. There was no difference in the elders house, either. All was quiet, or should have been.

[color=1b1464]"Hm...think they'll be useful?"[/color]

Silence.

[color=1b1464]"...maybe, maybe. I wonder, but I have a job. Lady Dawa is getting suspicious of late. Need to at least give them a good show, heh."[/color]

Silence again...was someone whispering? Or was that simply the wind?

[color=1b1464]"Tsk, I was only spotted because that hound heard me. I remember what we're doing here, and I'll be careful. I can smell magic a mile away."[/color]

Quiet footsteps made their way across the roof, towards one of the closed windows on the second story. There was a quiet thud as someone or something dropped onto a small ledge on the outside of it, precariously perched as only someone with impeccable balance could possibly do. And then nothing. Footsteps were heard quietly inside the room. Minor magical detection were easy enough to bypass if you knew how. You know, unless you wanted to trip them. The footsteps approached the bed where Swen and Lyssa were sleeping. A small knife was drawn, and the point shoved right against Selvinia's neck.

Then she tripped whatever measly detection spell she had set up.

Once awake, he'd come face to face with a rather ghoulish mask. It was completely white, with two small horns protruding from its head. Its mouth was twisting into a macabre grin, large sharp teeth on the top of its mouth were curved outwards. Its hollow red eyes seemed to laugh.