[b][center][h3][i][color=746f6f]Nor[/color][/i][/h3]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] Outside the Tower
[color=746f6f]Interacting with:[/color]?[/center][/b]
Nor had just managed to get the last of the half digested food and stomach acid off of his foot when his ears caught a bunch of yelling and growling coming from within the Tower everyone had entered. By the time he'd turned around to face the source of all the noise, there was some horrendous cacophony, the likes he'd never encountered before. An ill-fated dance between the disfigurement of metal and the destruction of flesh, a sound that made the faint of heart sick to their stomach.

If there was one thing Nor didn't have, it was a weak stomach. It'd take more than nightmarish noises to send him running. Drawing his blade, Nor ran into the tower proper to see what in the 9 Hells was going on. Internally he mused that there was about a 50% chance of the noise coming from one of the party members, which would cut their numbers down even further, but if he came in to find most everyone dead, [i]that[/i] would be plenty of grounds to cut ties and make a break for it. (Un)Fortunately, that wasn't the case, it was just a suit of armor with a corpse in it mangled and broken, presumably because of the boy's actions. Bloody mages.