((Collab, Part 2)) [b][i]Timeskip[/i][/b] William checked his back for the mundane sword still strapped there. After giving up the Spear of Heloid, he would have to rely on it as well as his imitations of Wolf's 'emotion weapons' to fight... When finally coming within sight of the building he had been directed to, the first thing meeting William's sight would be the barred wooden planks before the windows, and the old wooden steps up to the wooden door, along the outside railing stood potted plants which had been dead for gods know how long. The key which would allow him entry into the den of the sinner would likely be hidden under one of them. William would, without flourish, check the bottom of each potted plant for the key. The door stood there in front of him, which would in turn lead into a hallway. Not as rugged nor dusty as the outer parts of the building appeared to be. A fine red carpet leading forwards, with stone busts lined up on one side of the hallways, depicting said half-demon. Then the massive portrait on the opposing wall depicting Galbrek with a red rose. Then on a small circular table, which was likely made for holding a vase laid a couple of crayons of various colors. The box which was next to them read 'Darla'. In the end of the hallway was a double door, leading to another room. That room in question had a long table and a fireplace, aswell as smaller wall decorations, the room was adjacent to a bedchamber and another door which was locked. What in the gods name could be behind it? The owner of the building was not at home or so it would appear, it was eerily quiet. Ascot decided to see if the key given to him would open this door as well. If it didn't, he would try to kick it down or slice it with his mundane sword. The door was sturdy, but gave way on a slice from his sword. Making a long creaking sound as it slid open, magical light beginning to become lit up ahead, not too brightly but enough to get a look around and possibly not fall on something. The room in question had it's floor covered in parts, arms, legs, heads and torn cloth pieces. Piles of what appeared to be parts of dolls, then in the ceiling and on the sides hung naked white dolls, some almost intact, others just the arms and torso with the expressionless faces on them. This was his workshop. At least one of them. This is where Galbrek created those dolls of his. The place was dusty, creepy and dark apart from the light being lit, with spiderwebs and the ocassional spider crawling by. There were also several mannequin's standing in a corner with various attires, and furthest away was a desk with tools aswell as several books. Aswell as a drawing which depicted Galbrek himself surrounded by his four first dolls, Adam, Bertrand, Celine and Darla. He seemed way younger on the drawing than he had appeared when you first met. Two of the books on the desk appeared to be of particular design, what kind of devilry could be contained within?