He wraps his cloak around his body, and [i]bolts.[/i] He floats into the room, and scans the walls. He lifts a massive scythe off the wall, and twirls it experimentally. "This will suffice." He turns to Mikkish. "Can you see any bows? That would make a fine weapon for fighting these inferior corpses." As he gets closer, the air begins to smell of blood.