Sohn's attitude toward Eliel softened slightly.  While he still thought the boy a useless thief, there was little doubt the grief for Vander was real.  But he had no words of comfort to share.  Already down two of their company in such a short time, Sohn was ready to go back to the Mayor and rethink their plan.  Perhaps a small army of guards, all equipped with lights, ropes, weapons, lumber to reinforce the floor...

He moved to the front door.

Meanwhile, Fortuna went and sat beside Eliel and licked his face several times.  Sohn glanced their way, but did not call the dog away.  Perhaps she could offer the boy some small comfort that Sohn could not ... not right now, not when they were all still in such danger.

He tried the door only to find that it would not budge. He pulled harder ... was it locked?  Or just stuck?  Or had someone (such as Sunne), barred it from the outside?  "It won't open! Damn it!" He gave the door one frustrated kick then turned back to the others to plan their next move, only to see Magolor walking away from them.

"Magolor!" The halfling was all the way on the other side of the room... heading toward that faint light.  "Wait!  Are you mad?  We've just lost Vander and Sunne. It's stupid to go off on your own! I have rope... we should attach ourselves to each other so that one may not be separated from the others."