Sohn took a single step into the room, eyes scanning left and right and ... whoah... what was that?  He did a double take toward that row.  The deep shadows made it hard to see and he held the lantern up in an effort to cast more light in that direction.  Was it moving?  Oh... crud... it was moving.

The little hairs on the back of his neck stood up.  As did Fortuna's as the dog growled softly.   

"Claribel?" Sohn said, though at the same time he was repositioning his grip on his staff and taking a defensive stance until he could make out better what it was.